Last week, with heavy hearts, my family said goodbye to my beloved Grandma Zanett. This week has been an overwhelming flood of emotion for all of us - but thankfully it has been predominantly surround by love, laughter, reminiscing, and story telling. Amongst the unseen treasures (by me anyways) in her house was her wedding album - from May 4th, 1957.
As someone who has never seen photos of my Grandparents at the ages of 21 and 22, and also as a wedding photographer, I was immediately in awe of this album. In the digital age we are in, I easily end up with thousands of photos from a single wedding, and deliver a gallery of hundreds of images to clients - and half the time I never even know if images are ever printed or if albums are made, unless I do it myself. This was a gorgeous five-pound ornately bound white photo album with gold detail that held a select twenty images (!!!!) from the wedding day - all perfectly exposed images, sight unseen, capturing the emotion of the moment, likely with a handful of shots - I was blown away!
As a wedding photographer and an event manager, I sometimes wonder if I will be a "difficult" future bride with high expectations. But I truly believe that after seeing this album, if someday I end up with a wedding album with half as many simplistic and timelessly elegant images overflowing with this much love and happiness, I will be thrilled. That doesn't mean I will stop taking thousand of photos at weddings (don't worry future clients), but to see how perfectly these twenty classically beautiful images are able to tell such an incredibly thorough story is remarkable. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely appreciate and respect all of the effort, planning, and details that go into weddings, but at the end of the day, the emotion outshines it all.