Sarah and I were invited to photograph an elopement in Tasmania this week. Boy was it really something…
It was our very first elopement, so the most overwhelming aspect for us was the incredible silence of it all. No phones going off, no babies crying, no rustling of papers, no shuffling of feet. On one hand it felt kind of like we were intruding on a couple’s most private of moments; on the other we were counting our lucky stars to have been included.
Eloping strips back a wedding to its absolute core. Take away the perfectly styled cake, the bunting and the place cards, and you have two people standing together, making a promise to no one but themselves and the cosmos. Love becomes the focus and not the colour scheme. Suffice to say, when the celebrant prompted us to say the “We Will’s” Sarah and I both got a bit teary behind our lenses. By the end of the ceremony we were both in a bit of a mess. It felt ok to cry. Great, even!
We were absolutely in the presence of true love.
And that wasn’t the only love affair taking place. I may have fallen a little in love with Hobart. Thankfully I get to return at the end of December to photograph for the Falls Festival in Marion Bay. Until then, here is a little selection of my side of the story entitled, ‘Katie + Sarah took a little trip.’ Stay tuned for Sarah’s photos.
Love Katie xo