Today marks a year of married to my best friend. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I love you Geoff.
Category: <span>Wedding</span>
I have made a few interesting observations about design the past few days, and wonder at times if I am walking into a obsolete career.
The other day I pulled out out wedding photos in order to finally do something with them and wound up facing the reality that the cheapest means of an album was a coffee table photo book, like those that Iphoto produce. I found Iphoto somewhat limiting – probably because I haven’t upgraded my mac to Leopard yet, but got put something similar called Blurb. Thus far I am fairly impressed, we shall have to see what a completed book looks like, but the cost and the design software is clean and fairly impressive.
But there you have it, designed photo albums for anyone with half a bolt of computer know-how’s finger tips. There are templates for layouts and lots of them, and lots of them are quite nice. Yes it is still limited. (There are ways to get your own layouts into the software, I intend to explore that avenue).
The simple fact is, anyone can make a photo book.
In the few photography classes I’ve taken, photographers either bemoan the coming of the digital age because it takes generic photography further from their hands or they celebrate it and the capacity it opens up for ease/scope and the need for photographers to display a greater level of skill.
Photographers still make money and for the most part they still take better photographs.
It is the same for designers. You can go and make your photo book and perhaps you will be happy with it and perhaps you have some skill or eye for it, but for the most part the sample books out there – the ones people have created and paid to have printed look like absolute crap. What surprised me most was that many professional photographers books look just as ridiculous.
If you don’t know what you’re doing, at the very least read up on design, or for or goodness sakes pay someone to do it, or even get your arty-eyed grandson to help you.
And ladies, it might be fun to make a wedding album and you might not care if it’s not super professional but please, please, please do not use pink text over a photo… or pretty much anywhere, however much you like pink. It’s difficult to read and screams tacky.
What song did you walk down the aisle to?
It took us a very long time to decide (or maybe it was my fault) but this was our ‘yes we’ll use it unless we find something else that’s ‘perfect’. Ha. It was just right and no we didn’t find anything else – I was not disappointed, I think I kind of wanted it to be this underneath everything.
What song did you walk out to?
It was imperative that U2 featured somewhere in the day and you might as well watch it with the amusing video clip. It was just a fun song to walk out with and did hold some meaning for things we believe and agree with.
What song did you sing during the service, and why?
We went fairly traditional here, with a hymn (shock horror). We were originally going to have two songs, one hymn – because Geoff loves it, and one probably more modern familiar. The second didn’t happen because we couldn’t find one we wanted and came to the conclusion that we’d keep things shorter but just going with the one. We had friends help out with the music and Robyn lead a beautifully upbeat – How Great Thou Art, skipping the woods glades verse. If I could’ve had one more hymn (and really one is enough) I would’ve liked Be Thou My Vision… but then my parents used that, so I’m not sure.
What about the music through the signing of the registry?
My little sister Hannah and her boy Dan and another mate, Steve sang an adapted version of a My Friend the Chocolate Cake song. Geoff and I actually didn’t know the song very well at all. More Heart Than Me is actually on their Myspace page at the moment. Hannah sang a ‘more cheerful’ version and they interchanged a few shes with he’s to fit us. It was fantastic – I heard more of it during their practice than on the day.
What an odd post…
Today we got our photos from James!
I am very happy. I started compressing a few of the ones I really like and wound up batch processing about 100 of them (from 350’ish). Of course there are still the standouts, but do go and check them all out over on flickr, sorry about them being a bit small, it means I can fit more online. Any demands for a closer look, just ask.
Quite a different day.
I thought Swinburne (my charming university) had totally destroyed it before it began. This morning bought an email letting me know – two days before the official term goes back – that one of my classes had been moved and that the one I originally chose simply now no longer exists.
My timetable up until now has and always has been very carefully orchestrated to maximise work time, homework time, spare time and to minimise days spent traveling. That is, I try and squash my full time load into two days preferably, this time I had it down quite satisfactorily to three.
As things are, my beautifully structured Thursday now has a gaping 3hr gap in the middle (of me stuck at uni) and my Monday has a 1hr lecture scar in my mid afternoon. I was ropeable and so close to writing a cranky email back asking them to pay me for the extra half day’s work that I lose. Class options for the change became: Monday or Monday. Thank you for the endless choice.
In honor of Analise (Boy I hope you see this): Monday Monday Monday, I say damn your mood swings.
This now (best case scenario) means that I go to work on Monday and leave at midday’ish to make my lecture. Go to work Tuesday. Do an online class on Wednesday mornings, now cue ‘homework afternoon’. Go to uni on Thursdays have a 1hr lecture have a three hour gap have a three hour tute. Go to uni on Fridays freaking early and have solid classes for 4 or so hours then I am free for the weekend.
As I don’t live exactly close to uni this is less than desirable. I often wonder if my attitude (which sucks by the way) would change if I lived across the road. Probably not.
Dear Rebecca, in truth you have a sweetly small full-time study load.
Anyway, my day turned happy by me going off and doing something quite different by hanging out with my sister-in-law Anita and her two bridesmaids-to-be for dress shopping. No I am not going to be a bridesmaid and it was still a fairly painful memory to re-engage in, because it was pretty painfully similar to my unsuccessful hunt, but I had a lot of fun. I got along well with Julie and Tash and it was great to finally spend some proper time with Anita.