April 4, 2011
There’s a great deal of variables unknowns that we have to dance around daily as photographers. Sunshine, wind, bold racoons, freak lightning storms, intentional or unintentional felonies. You name it. Especially in the upper left, you never know when you’ll encounter rabid flannel or sideways rain.
Rain has been a problem lately.
With so many ways for things to go haywire, it’s inevitable that you’ll have a shoot go “wrong.” And if it must go wrong, I insist that you must have Ali+Tyler.
It rained on us. Hard. I think at the end of the day on our drive home it even hailed on us. Did it matter? Nah. Because nothing phases these two, and even if the world was coming apart at it’s seams around them, you’d still feel the love as you plummet into interspatialextraterrestrial oblivion.
Thanks Ali+Tyler for being the ideal in everything less than.