Ain’t That A Kick In The Head


I recently had the pleasure of documenting a dear friend’s wedding in Philipsburg, Montana.  The bride and groom put together one of the most beautifully simple, lively, fun and all-around charming celebrations I’ve ever attended.  Philipsburg itself is a lovely little western Montana town with an agreeably slow pace.  The event took place within reach of the burg, in a massive horse arena surrounded by a lush mountain backdrop.  The bride made her dress.  Friends and family pitched in to set up and tear down.  The groom took our collective breath away with his awe-inspiring vows.  An entire pig was devoured and gallons of golden beer was swilled.  The dance floor was electric, thanks to Missoula’s famed Dead Hipster(s) Chris and Abi.  A bonfire of epic proportions burned just beyond the exit.  Yes, they nailed it.  In every possible way.

The lighting was murder, especially since my goal was to be invisible and keep my portable flash tucked away.  Truth be told, the couple was hesitant about having a “photographer” at the event, so my approach was to play it fast and loose.  If you know me, you know that goes against every fiber of my being.  But I took the opportunity to shoot with half a dozen cameras and got lost in the sea of lovely, stylish guests and a beaming bride and groom.  I used my Canon DSLR, Olympus OM-D E-M5, Holga 120N, Diana F+, Zeiss Ikon Symbolica (35mm) and Fuji Instax Wide.

True to my style, the Jenkins-Rogers wedding photographs are not glossy, but modest and candid in nature.  It fits with the unbuttoned air of the event.  I’m honored to have been there.  Still, I can’t shake the deep-seated feeling of regret that I did not capture audio or video of the vows.  It was truly enchanting!  Here is a glimpse:

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