William Robb wrote:
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One of the last weddings I shot, and it was one of the reasons I retired
from shooting them, was one with a lot of acrimony between the now
divorced parents of the bride, and pretty much everyone else in the party.
Pretty much everything that could have gone wrong went wrong that day.
Everything ran late, the parents were acting worse than the flower girl
and ring bearer, and they were non too happy either. The maid of honour
was a complete bitch, the bride was an emotional train wreck, the guys
didn't want anything to do with it and were intent on getting quite
roaring drunk, and one of the bridesmaids was drunk from the get go.
Personally, I don't blame the wedding party at all for the boozing, I
would probably have done the same, given the circumstances.
Anyway, to top it off, when the bride had chosen her outdoor location,
she had neglected to take into consideration that she was going to be
wearing about twenty pounds of dress on an August afternoon (it turned
out to be really hot and muggy), and that the creek that was beside the
shoot would be a mosquito bog by that point in the year.
It was an experience that, were I faced with it again, would run from,
screaming like a girl.
The shots done with the 6x7 actually showed clouds of mosquitos buzzing
around the wedding party, and I probably got bit about a hundred and
fifty times.
William Robb
Good God, Bill, you could sell that to an indy film maker, and it would
become a photog's cult film!
Love it!
keith
