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The Other Side of the Camera: Oak and Myrrh


Last month, I had the immense privilege of working for my gorgeous friend Aisling (pronounced Ash-ling). She has recently started a photography business and was in need of a second shooter for a wedding…I was nervous to say yes, because I know that I’m only just a newbie with photography. I haven’t intentionally worked at developing my skills or knowledge, and have actually been very guarded about only doing projects I love. But the timing of her request was just right, so once I verified that she was sure she wanted me, I was in!

It was a fantastic experience – Aisling is the right combination of clear-headed, focused, fun, and laid-back. I felt free to take the photos that caught my eye, but had enough direction to make sure I got the shots she needed. And despite the inevitable flurry of a wedding day, we laughed a lot together. A LOT.

Being a second shooter means I don’t do any of the post-editing, and frankly, I hardly remember which photos I took! But of the ones below, all but the kiss are images I'm fairly certain came from my camera, then made even better by Aisling.

update: I KNEW IT. I totally blew it. MY ONLY ONE of the pictures below is the piano. So even more mad props to Aisling. I did take a few of the other pics on her site, buuuuuuuuut not these ones.
For the rest of the pics (including one small cameo by yours truly), click on over to Oak & Myrrh Photography

I’m lined up for another gig with Aisling in December, and in the meantime, we’re going to do some practicing. She’s keen to help me take my photography up a notch, and I am a very willing student! Especially when the teacher is someone who is gracious with my lack of knowledge, has a vested interest in my success, AND is a friend away from the cameras.

Isn't she great/beautiful/skilled?
Polaroids from outside the reception venue. Coolest cats around.

Comments

aisling claire said…
You were the best!! I am SO happy we got to do this together, and get to again!!

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