I probably shouldn't admit this. But I'm terrified before every single wedding.

Not because of my gear. Not because of my technical skills. But because I genuinely care whether I can draw out the real you. The one who isn't afraid to ugly cry in front of their mates. The one who can pause and just exist in a moment without someone telling them what to do.

Weddings are a series of thousands of choices. The light changes. The schedule runs late. Someone's mum is stressed. The venue looks different to how you imagined. And somewhere in the middle of all of that I'm making decisions, constantly, about where to stand and when to step back and which moment is the one worth chasing.
I don't have a shot list. I don't have a set of poses I work through with every couple. What I have is an obsessive eye for light, a genuine investment in your day, and the ability to stay calm when everything around me isn't.
I chose wedding photography when other photographers told me it wasn't real art. I chose it anyway. Because there is nothing more honest than two people in front of everyone they love, trying to hold it together and failing beautifully. That's not a lesser art form. That's the whole point.