The wedding between Kevin and Ryan was filled with adventure, love, and was chalk full of personality. The two of them plan to host a large wedding ceremony and reception in the year to come however to ring in the new year they wanted to celebrate their legal right to marry as man and man.
For this monumental day they flew in their closest friends and spent the morning in their Brooklyn loft drinking mimosas, snacking on berries, and taking their time getting ready in their freshly tailored suits. I insisted on a first look for the grooms and I’m happy that we did because that was the best light we had all day.
As the clock ticked past 2pm we all rushed into the city finding trains and subways and holding our breath hoping we would arrive to the court house on time because they stopped taking couples by 3pm. (Truth be told I have never sprinted, ran stairs, or hustled as much as I did at this wedding. It was fitting as both grooms are very fit and Ryan is a cross-fit trainer)
We arrived at the massive courthouse and we were greeted by hundreds of couples getting married, shoulder to shoulder, we found our little spot and we waited for our turn to have a small ceremony in a private hall. While the workers were cold and logistical the atmosphere was hopeful and buzzing with brides, grooms, families, and friends smiling. This was my first gay courthouse wedding and it was exciting to experience something new and different.
Much like all weddings, there was a sigh of relief after the formality of the ceremony and an excitement for documenting what had just happened. We strolled through the city as we lost light and we made our way to the Brooklyn bridge for photos, we took bridal party photos among prodigious buildings and grabbed hot-dogs from vendors and in many ways it was the perfect way to document something beautifully but also casually.
Typically being a part of very grand weddings with large shot lists and to-do lists I can say that there was much more freedom for the day to naturally unfold, people to enjoy, reflect, and ultimately celebrate versus feeling shuffled from one moment to the next. I loved this part of the courthouse wedding vibe.
Once we got back to the loft we toasted over wine and we got primped and polished for the most amazing meal I have ever experienced. Blue Hill was a place the grooms visited in the past and it spoke to their love for fine dining and their shared love for gourmet cooking. Together the bridal party of 6 took a ride outside of the city and we all truly enjoyed an evening of laughter, conversation, and food that was hard to explain with adequate words.
As a visual artist Blue Hill moved my senses with charm and delight. The buildings and floral arrangements were raw and stunning, the presentation of food was enaging and playful, the pairings of wine to plates was perefection. My favorite part was the rhythm of the servers- from the pouring of wines, the setting of plates, and mid meal adventure through the grounds to a new location the entire experince was one I will never forget.
While I wish I would have had more light, more hours to photograph the city and all it had to offer, I love how these images turned out and the way that this wedding has sparked a new life for me in the world of wedding photography. I’m looking forward to a few quality weddings to be a part of this 2017 year and hope to enjoy them as much as I did this one!
Live, Love, & Capture.