I’m shooting a wedding this weekend.
Note: I’m not a photographer, nor do I have any aspirations of being one.
Yeah, I’m kind of freaking out about it. Not really sure how I got talked into it, but I did. That’s a lie, I know how, I figure it’s a life experience I would never get otherwise so yeah, sure, I’ll do it. Freaking out now as my ‘photography’ (if you want to call it that) is very much situational where a missed shot doesn’t mean a lifetime of saying to your friends “This was almost our wedding kiss.”
Almost. Horseshoes and hand grenades.
In the end I think (hope) it’ll be like any other pressure situation and when it’s game time I’ll take a deep breath and just go into that weird unthinking/instinctual/Matrix-esque zone and do work, but until then I’ll enjoy the pre-game jitters.