WHO WORKS FOR THE WEDDING PHOTOGRAPHER
The Adventures of the Wedding Photographer as a Writer, finally, a somewhat forced title, on his blog about…the wedding photographer and his photographs. It sounds like the title of a Vaudeville show flyer, but it’s not. Or, given that without them he couldn’t do anything, he could give a rather pompous title, but with a formula used in many stories: “The wedding photographer and his fingers”.
Look, they will say, at last, after so many articles talking about grooms, guests, priests, cameras and lenses, flowers and props he remembered us, the only authentic authors of all the photos he takes and all the words he writes here to show his stuff, but that we did it. Humm…, in fact, it was about time.
Still, maybe they are not going to like this evocation very much, especially my right forefinger, the one who decides all the photographs and the moment of them, but who has a temper worse than my 50 1.4 lenses that I have already spoken here, written. We’ll see.
As photographers: Well, my fingers as photographers are fantastic, I can’t find another word that better defines them. They are the ones in charge of holding cameras and, poor things, I know how much work it takes for hours on end, and not once have I heard a complaint when they need to hold the camera at a certain angle because the composition demands it.
When the wedding photographer asks the ones on the left hand to hang on an iron bar or the branch of a tree holding all my weight and the ones on the right hand, each one with their function in holding and giving the right hang, sometimes with very heavy lenses, to the photo I saw before being taken by them. I could never forget the grumpy, my right forefinger.
The one who has the responsibility of pushing the button on the camera. It is a very important task because it is he who sets the right time in which the photograph should be taken, waits patiently, and does not get distracted by other smaller photographs that like to challenge him, look at me here, because he knows which one matters.
But, on the other hand, as he has the craze that he knows best, he won’t forgive me a mistake for having pressed him a little too hard and…ooops, for having made him wait too long or as it happens with the speed of time of the event forcing him to do it endlessly. But, in the end, the result pleases everyone and always deserves my appreciation.
As writers: Well, here things are a little different and they completely lose track of what teamwork is. I don’t know if it’s because what they just like is to photograph and they don’t give a damn about words, if they are, in fact, clumsy with no desire to correct themselves or, tired of working for me photographing they no longer have the patience for writing.
So, when the wedding photographer sits down in front of their blog editor, to start the text for the next article, after choosing some of the wedding photographs they have done, the mess begins. As everyone wants to collaborate, in that I have no complaint, but they are too competitive to work as a team, they outdo each other and when the photographer, who writes about weddings, has finished putting in the white the black letters with what he had in his head, sometimes he doesn’t understand anything that came out.
Words with missing letters, words with swapped letters, words half-written well and half unrecognizable, not to mention those that in Portuguese take accents that fall before the time, or after it, but rarely hit the crest of the letter. It takes the photographer more time to correct such a mess and to constantly lose the thread to the thought, often ending up at the end with an ending completely different from the one he had planned.
And it’s if you want it, it’s not our craft, so be grateful and silent. Yeah, what else can I do?
