“When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure.” - Alice Hoffman
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WEDDINGS
“But love, I’ve come to understand, is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day.” - Nicholas Sparks
“It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being.” - John Joseph Powell
"You can't force love, I realized. It's there or it isn't. If it's not there, you've got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you've got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love." - Richelle Mead
"Everything is a gamble. Love most of all. " - Tess Gerritsen
I wasn't planning on posting Gracie and Cesar's weddig until the website was 100% done. I have been in the middle of doing a complete overhaul on the website and A Sight of Love as a brand in general. Doing two things at the same is not a walk in the park. But I've got to hand it to Gracie and Cesar. Their complete trust in me and my passion for my art had me rethingking my priorities. As much as I want to wait until everything is finished, at the same time, I dont want to do them a disservice by making them wait for their pictures for too long.
I have been living in Los Angeles for more than twenty years now. And ever since I was a kid, I remember always passing by this bridge in Pasadena, and thinking what it actually looks like up close. But never once have I set foot on it until Matt and Clarissa’s wedding. Fun Fact: this bridge is also known to locals as the “Suicide Bridge”.
We were in a bustling airport full of people, and not an ounce of nervousness befell onto their faces. There is this familar feeling of amorousness between Lydia and Tessa as they were standing in front of my camera. I know that feeling. It’s the feeling of being in unison. That feeling of whatever happens, it ll be okay. Because I know I am with you.
With an amazing amount of fervor, Oksana and Aaron, once again, braved the cold embrace of the ocean and boldly climbed on top of the rock. “Im just waiting for a good wave, guys! Just hold that kiss!”, I yelled. I can tell they were cold.
Danny and Jordan’s house were brimming with activity. Their dinner table that once served as a place to eat has become an arts and crafts workshop of sorts. All the bridesmaids are pitching in and doing their part. Building makeshift cupcake holders made from wood and wineglasses, arranging wedding invitations printed on hand fans, and wrapping twine around glass vases that will serve as the table centerpieces.
I still remember Jun telling me he was never going to cry during the wedding. I remember it clearly. We were at Panera Bread, having dinner, talking over last minute details before their wedding day. In his mind there was no doubt that he was going to cry. Why would he? He is a man. And a man never cries.
It took us awhile before we came across the site. A 75-foot tall structure made of marble with sculpted figures outlining the walls. It is a burial site dedicated to the 15 pioneers of aviation. A shrine erected to honor the dearly departed. Damaris, at first, was against the idea of shooting here, since her grandfather is buried somewhere near this very same place.
I was in the common room, setting up my equipment when I heard a guitar being strummed gently in the other room. As a music lover and a guitar enthusiast myself, I’m usually quick at dropping whatever I’m doing everytime I hear someone playing the guitar. Either to see what kind of guitar they play or start a conversation to see if we both listen to the same artists.
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” — Pablo Neruda (100 Love Sonnets: Cien sonetos de amor)