A couple pressed together in silhouette as the sun drops behind them, caught inside a ring of flare.

Last Light

A cathedral veil run the full length of the terrace steps, the groom kept close and out of focus in the foreground.

Bethesda Terrace

A wedding party lit after dark and split through a prism, every one of them wearing a different colour.

Embroidered red and gold against a blown-out sky, the tree behind them pulled into a swirl.

The whole ceremony kept small under an enormous sky, the vines running out to the ridge behind it.

Two profiles cut flat against a projected earth, the star field carrying straight across both faces.

A cut-leaf maple opened right up on a wide lens, the couple left small in the middle of it.

Ten seconds open on a tripod, one small light on the couple and the rest of the frame given to the sky.

An engagement session that ended up chest-deep in a ball pit, which is usually where the good ones end up.

Two grooms found through a gap in the columns, the foreground given over entirely to colour.

A pair of old painted doors opened just wide enough to hold the two of them, straight down the middle.

Late sun on an empty beach, the frame let go soft everywhere except the two of them.

An old olive tree split into red and green through a prism, the couple tucked into the fork of it.

Shot through a keyhole cut into a sculpture, which frames it better than any lens would.