When I was little, I really loved drawing. I would spend hours trying to perfect the tiniest details, and I even remember staying back, alone in the classroom during lunch hour in year one (year one!) until my teacher finally insisted I had to stop being Ken Done (it was Queensland, in the 80′s, bright colours were BIG) and go and be a kid.
I remember having hysterical crying fits when something wouldn’t turn out the way I wanted. My mum would try and teach me that imperfection was a good thing when it came to art, but I never believed her. Until one day, when I was eight…
I’d grown so frustrated with a drawing that wasn’t going to plan, that I literally threw my rage onto a piece of paper with a charcoal pencil (wow, whatta fun kid!). My mum entered the result in an art show and I came not only first in my age group, but first overall in the entire thing. Imperfection became my trademark after that. I’ve been officially fond of it since 1990.
Often with wedding photography you want to post the ‘perfect moment’ shots. And believe me, there were PLENTY at this wedding. But as I began editing, I fell in love with some that were just a little bit…well, my mum would call them “special”.
More to follow shortly!
PS – I can’t tell if the older gentleman was winking at me, or if there was sun in his eye. I’m going to take the scenic route on this one and choose my own adventure!