The bride smiles as she gets into the car to go to the ceremony, while a hand smoothes her dress, captured by the wedding photographer in Estremoz.

The wedding photographer in Alentejo on the day before

BEFORE BEGINNING by the WEDDING PHOTOGRAPHER

The bride smiles as she gets into the car to go to the ceremony, while a hand smoothes her dress, captured by the wedding photographer in Estremoz.

One of my big concerns when I’m in wedding photography, as I set off on yet another daily adventure with a groom and bride, who were kind enough to choose me as a chronicler of their big day, is whether I’ll be able to avoid any repetition compared to what I’ve taken from previous weddings. Truth be told, I’ve never had that problem when viewed in hindsight. When, already in the quiet of my office and with the photos ready to be chosen, edited, and placed in a book that will serve as a testimony of what was, how it was, and when it was, I never encountered that problem. But the day before, when I start charging the batteries of the cameras, cleaning the lenses, and resetting the settings that they, the cameras, need in order to work the way I want in each part of the day, a kind of nervousness starts to run through my arms, a need to breathe more deeply from time to time and…

… A night’s sleep that insists on not happening, do I have everything in the bag? have I charged all the batteries? will the alarm clock wake me up on time? let’s see, again, if I’ve marked the right time, is the address in the GPS, in Alentejo, really the groom? What bothers me is that none of this has ever failed and my brain bastard insists on making fun of me and, every time, he puts these doubts in my mind so that I stay the next day for coffee and, cynically, tell me, then, already at the time of departure, you see, I had told you that everything was fine. I, who should know him so well, still fall for the same trap every time. To keep me quiet annoys me even more, see if you arrive in time, will you manage not to repeat yourself? Look, grooms are all the same and they all do the same thing, if it were up to me I’d be sick of it. Yeah, don’t worry, some of my colleagues in a wedding photographers group I belong to tell me, it’s the same with us and the day they, the brains, stop caring and stop nagging is a sign that it no longer makes sense and it’s not worth coming back for another wedding.

Maybe it’s true and it’s just his envy, because as soon as I get to the first agreed place, usually the groom’s house, and take one of my cameras, after choosing the lens, in front of my right eye, I stop listening to him, I don’t pay any attention to him from then on and for the rest of the day, I turn into the wedding photographer that he, my brain, is so envious of, and jealous of, and all those doubts end until the task is accomplished. Of course, he’s vindictive, the next day eve of another wedding photographer adventure, he’ll get on my nerves again with all his doubts. But since I’m told that’s just the way it is, that it’s a good sign, I will leave with it.

The groom, looking away as he tightens the cuff of his shirt while getting dressed for the ceremony, is seen by the wedding photographer in Campo Maior.

Seen from outside, the groom tightens the waistcoat of his suit, next to his mother, back and blurry, to get ready for the ceremony, by the wedding photographer in Campo Maior.

With his face in profile, his side blurred, reflected in a mirror, the groom tightens the knot of his tie, in preparation for the ceremony, by the wedding photographer in Campo Maior.

The groom smiles, already ready to leave for the ceremony, in a mirror, checking if everything is as he likes, seen by the wedding photographer in Campo Maior.

Shoes, bouquet and fan of the bride, in a composition by the wedding photographer in Estremoz.

In a mirror, the bride puts one of the earrings, next to objects, blurred, as seen by the wedding photographer in Estremoz.

The bride sitting as her mother and an aunt help her put on her shoes, seen by the wedding photographer in Estremoz.

The bride with family members just gets ready to leave the house to go to the ceremony, next to a mirror that reflects her.

In the street, the bride gets ready to get in the car with the help of her father, seen by neighbors wishing her well, by the wedding photographer in Estremoz.

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