Jodie and Ryan were down for whatever, so we made lots of weird photos. I enjoy that in people who have hired me to photograph their wedding.
They got hitched at the DC courthouse, then we rolled down to the National Mall for gallivanting, standing in front of art and lots and lots of congratulations from the crowds.
This week, I worked on two of my goals for the year: meeting more photographers and taking more personal photos. Because I’m both impulsive and a natural leader (that is, I just like bossing people around and I’m always the one that says “well, I’ll do it”. Also, after doing some feminist reading recently, I feel the need to own the phrase “leader” instead of putting something more gentle and unobtrusive like “outgoing”. And I just wanted a third thing in these brackets), I just threw a photo walk on one of the local photographer calendars.
Anthony and Christopher were married steps from Mr. Jefferson, rocking his big, pretty memorial. Don’t get too excited, though – I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to get married on the memorial itself. But if you’re quick and hide in a corner and don’t bring too many guests, who’s to say you’re not just huddled about looking happy because founding fathers, etc. etc.? Democracy, Monticello, marriage! Anthony and Christopher: