April 2018, Temecula, Ca
I had the honor of shooting Ryan and Hannah's proposal, engagement, and on this day, their beautiful wedding. Check out some snippets of the day below.
Congratulations you two, thank you for allowing me the privilege of capturing this incredible day!
So stoked to be invited to this one! Levi and Lexi were an absolutely beautiful couple and ran around to a bunch of settings on their big day to get a wide range of shots.
Here's a few of them:
I left a California winter for a New Zealand summer. Two mates and I for three weeks. I visited my little sister, and the places I'd grown up in. I hadn't been home in six years.
I stepped off the airplane and my lungs filled with the pure air of NZ. We walked through the tunnel and there were full size photographs lining the walls guiding us to the customs desk. The photos were iconic New Zealand photos, and I already started to notice all the rich greens in them. There were sound effects built into each picture. At first I thought it tacky but I soon become overwhelmed. The photos, the air, and now the sound of birds and waterfalls, of wind blowing sand around on the beach. We arrived to a large sign, artfully displayed, "Welcome Home to Aotearoa." I felt freedom course through me, as from that moment on I was free to be myself, I felt light and powerful in my own force. In my childhood home.
The people I met during this trip all helped me remember a little bit about myself. Not the self I have been creating but the self inherent in me.
Every person we met on our travels told us we had a place to stay if we ever needed. The hospitality was refreshing. Although not unheard of in L.A. it was rare to meet someone and instantly become friends, or even to slowly become friends, truly.
My mate, Blako (blakehunterweddings.com) had a friend in town who he met in Australia. He decided to show her Yosemite so I took my favorite person, Bekah along and we all road tripped out. Popped up a little tent and camped out. Here's the results:
A mile long mudslide closed the pacific coast freeway indefinitely the day before we traveled to Big Sur. So, we rerouted through a military base, parked on the top of a hill and then backpacked two days to get to this bluff overlooking the coast.
Sporadically, as we were hiking down to the coast we could hear, and feel, huge redwoods crashing down around us. The forest fires had made them weak and the rain caused mudslides, giving the ancient trees their final journey.
With no one else on the coast we were isolated and looked over Big Sur as if it was the California Coast of the 1950's.
We eventually hiked down to the ocean, and this honestly has to be one of my favorite places to visit in California.
I drove out to Yosemite with four other photographer mates in various stages of their photographic and artistic journeys. The road ended up being closed between our motel and Yosemite Valley where we trying to shoot. This resulted us taking a two hour backroad each day. We would wake up at 3am to catch 5:30am sunrise and then hang out all day until we shot sunset (Which in the summer is 8:30pm) then we would do some night photography, get back to the motel at midnight. Wake up at 3am and repeat.
Two girls came into the coffee shop I was working at and asked me if I wanted to go to Peru.
I sold my car, started biking to work and a few months later I found myself swimming in the black water of the Amazon with them and another mate.
A post graduating excursion with friends who had been through it all with me. 3 days in Yosemite back-country.