As I’m sure happens at Super Bowl parties all over the country, the men gravitated to the room with a TV the size of a garage door while the women sought refuge in a neighboring room to chat about “girl stuff” – like weddings – my favorite topic.  The topic of weddings came up when  Lenen, whom I had just met minutes before, asked what I did for a living.  After gushing that I photograph weddings and am more addicted to them than I am to caffeine and sugar, she replied that she was currently in the throes of wedding planning.  Being a crazy-busy, globe-trotting, time-is-precious kind of gal, Lenen booked her wedding vendors though one of those one-stop-shopping-type companies that offer photographers, DJs, videographers, and flowers. 

I asked if she had a chance to meet with the photographer that would be shooting her wedding, and scoring points for that company, Lenen replied that she had.  Her and Bill had their engagement session, were happy with the images, and thought it was a good personality match.  I said that was excellent news because a good match between the photographer and the bridal couple can make all the difference on the day of the wedding, because the photographer is typically the only vendor that is with the couple all day long.   If it’s not a good match, things can get . . .um. . .icky.

During this conversation, a mutual friend arrived with her adorable toddler in tow, and the subject quickly switched to how cute, charming, and crafty he was (he somehow managed to get his little Oliver Twist hands on my husband’s wallet).  Soon after, I took my leave early to go home and spend time with my second husband, Adobe Photoshop.

The next day, I had a voicemail from Lenen. It began with “Gina, I don’t know if I’m laughing or crying over finding your website! Oh my gosh!” 

Two days later, Lenen and Bill cancelled their contract with the one-stop-shop and booked with me. 

As I’m fond of saying, the universe unfolds as it should.  I could not have asked for a more fantastic couple than Lenen and Bill or a better location to work with on a day with nearly constant rain.  Because of the rain, we arrived extra-early to make an indoor game plan, and Patrick, the event Manager at the Mill City Museum, took my team on a top-to-bottom tour of all the amazing indoor locations that the Mill has to offer.  I nearly started drooling when he showed us the super-secret, roped-off, staff-only grain room.  The light in that room was absolutely delicious.  I wanted to capture it in a jar and eat it with a spoon, it was so yummy.

And Lenen and Bill were a photographer’s dream.  They were up for anything – which I adore in a wedding couple.  And they were full of energy, joy, generosity, affection, sincerity, humor and love - all of which I adore oodles and oodles.  And look at them – they’re gorgeous!  You can see from the images below why I’m over the moon about this wedding and why I’ve never been so happy to have been talked into going to a Super Bowl party.  Thank you, sweet-talking husband.  Thank you, sneaky universe.  And most of all, thank you, fabulous Lenen & Bill.20_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 01_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 02_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 03_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 04_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 05_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 06_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 07_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 08_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 09_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 10_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 11_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 12_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 13_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 14_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 15_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 16_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 17_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 18_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer 19_Minneapolis_Mill_City_Museum_Wedding_Photographer

I loved this wedding. I mean I really, really loved this wedding. And let me tell you why. . . because it was like being in the middle of the best romantic movie you have ever seen. There were tears. There was laughter. There was face-touching (which you know is my favorite). There were groomsman shenanigans. There were sweet and sassy bridesmaids. But most importantly, there was love. Giant, rushing, warm, shiny, sparkling waves of love.

(Jeez Louise, I’m crying already and I’m only two paragraphs in.)

Even though several months have passed since this wedding, when I look at the images, I can feel it like it was yesterday. I can feel Kari’s exuberant dance around the dressing room after she put on her mother’s cathedral veil. I can feel the unique (albeit mysterious) bonds of masculine friendship when Logan is hoisted onto his best man’s shoulders. I can feel the pain and pride of Kari’s oldest brother speaking on behalf of the father they lost. I can feel the sorrow, comfort and love as Kari dances the first dance with her mother, and they wipe away each others tears.

And although there was certainly sorrow, there was so much joy. Kari and Logan stood hand in hand in the middle of the dance floor as Minnesota’s Wedding Entertainment Director Extraordinaire Bill Hermann spun the tale of their love – from a match made on eHarmony, to their engagement, to their wedding day. Everybody – and I mean everybody – was hypnotized. Watching the two of them gaze at each other while Bill’s low, melodic narrative carried us along in their story was beyond moving. It was epic.

And then things got crazy.

It’s not often that you get to see a dance floor packed from edge to edge at a wedding. And all the events that might go quietly into the night at a reception, like the garter and bouquet, were done with such flourish that they became events in and of themselves. When Kari threw the bouquet, there were hands everywhere grasping at the floral projectile. When Logan removed Kari’s garter, they were literally surrounded by every man and boy in the place. When they did the anniversary dance, the floor was packed shoulder to shoulder with couples in love, which as you can imagine, is heaven for a mush bucket like me.

 So this is my Valentine’s Day gift to you. Looking at these images will not only make your feel Kari and Logan’s love and joy, it will make you feel your own. You’ll think of how much you love those around you and how lucky you are to have their love in return. And it will feel oh, so good.

 Happy Valentine’s Day!

 Now go kiss somebody, already!

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There wasn’t even a photographer . . . besides Alicia.  Alicia is my capital “A” Awesome Assistant.  And even though she was the one getting married, she was also the photographer.  She set up her camera on a tripod and hid a wireless remote in her hand.   Although I don’t have any of those images to show you, I do have some that we took at her Minnesota reception.

Cecil and Alicia booked The Wilds in Prior Lake  for their reception.  We ran outside just before the first dances and then again afterwards and were able to create three entirely different looks as the sun changed.  As special thanks goes out to Alicia’s cousin and his partner who played the part of Alicia since she was busy playing the part of the bride.  And what a beautiful bride she was! 

 But I don’t have to tell you – see for yourself.

Congratulations, Alicia and Cecil!  

When I shot their engagement session at the Peace Gardens at Lake Harriet, I knew that they were my kind of couple.  They’re fun, genuine, don’t take themselves too seriously, and are perfectly at ease with being schmoopy in front of the camera.  They’re the kind of couple that I can put in good light, take a step back, and give them a two-word direction: snuggle up.   And they are champion snuggle-up-ers.  

Although I would have been more than happy to photograph Erin and Brian in the basement of the local VFW, when I met them at the Calhoun Beach Club for their final consultation, my jaw literally dropped.  It’s a beautiful facility with a very unique style.  Elegant and contemporary with an abundance of natural light, I became positively giddy thinking of all the possibilities.  As fellow photographer Michael Overbeek recently quoted from Top Gun – it’s a “target rich environment.”

Of all the places I’ve photographed, there are only a handful that really put attention and thought into the bride’s room.  The bride’s room in Calhoun Beach Club is one of the loveliest I have ever seen.  It has four separate stations for hair/make-up, gorgeous mirrors, two beautiful white couches with crisp clean lines, and ornamental hooks  high on the wall, perfectly placed for handing a wedding dress. 

But even better than being a gorgeous building with beautiful light and a lovely bride’s room, The Calhoun Beach Club has personal significance to Erin and Brian.   This is where their story began.  Right outside the gated pool area is where they spoke to each other for the first time.  So of course on their wedding day, to bring their story full circle and pay homage to the god of symmetry, we had to sneak away for a few minutes and go to the place where it all started. 

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Ohh, Universe!  What a twisted bugger you are!

Now don’t jump to conclusions.  Alissa, Mike, their families and their bridal party could not have been more sweet, more cooperative, or more fun to spend the day with.  There was no Bridezilla, Momzilla or any other kind of Zilla.  Everybody was in a great mood, we started on time at Our Saviour’s Lutheran Church in East Bethel, MN, and Alissa and Mike looked fantastic.  But we hadn’t even taken the first formal portrait when Alissa heard something rip as she walked up the alter steps.  Yep.  Her wedding dress ripped.  And not somewhere in the back or under the train.  It was right in front where the gathers from the sides came together underneath a sequin embellishment.  Her personal attendant was wicked quick with a safety pin, and we kept moving.

The formal and informal portraits before the ceremony went swimmingly.  The ceremony was lovely, and the receiving line moved smoothly with lots of hugs and laughter – just in time to let the guests out into the pouring rain. 

Sigh.  We had planned on taking additional portraits outdoors after the ceremony, but it just goes to show you always need a Plan B – and a golf umbrella in the trunk of your car — nestled between a step stool, reflectors, extra extension cords, clamps, and folding chairs (seriously folks, you never know what you’ll need on a wedding day).  So instead of stopping at a park, we went to the bar, grabbed a few drinks (not me, of course, this girl needs to focus – literally), and headed to the hotel.

I stole Alissa and Mike away from the bridal party and wisked them up to their room to create some moody, dramatic images with my fancy new LedZilla video light.  Lordy, do I love that light!  And after I showed Alissa and Mike a few images on the back of the camera, I think they loved it too!

Just like Mike and Alissa, the reception was fun, full of laughs, and full of smooches.  Like always, the reception hit warp speed, time flew by, and I packed my beloved Nikons to go home and have a birthday dinner with my man.

No such luck.

Right as we were rolling our bags out, the hotel staff was at the door ushering everyone into a basement storage room because of a tornado in the area.  Now there’s a story the bride and groom will get to tell for the rest of their lives.  Knowing there was nothing you could do about spending part of your wedding reception in the hotel basement, Mike and Alissa used the time to visit with their guests.  And once staff moved some of us out of the storage room and into basement conference rooms, guests started making their own fun.  The folks in the room we were in played hangman on the whiteboard.  The room next to us had an informal family get-together.  I unpacked my beloveds and starting shooting.

After a few phone calls to my man to confirm that, yes, I could now drive home safely without fear of ending up in Oz and crushing a witch, we hit the road.  Thirty minutes later, I was safe and sound at home, opening up my birthday presents (thank you, Babe!).  And even though that tricky Universe tried to mess with Mike and Alissa’s perfect wedding, it failed miserably.  Mike and Alissa still had a gorgeous wedding, a delicious dinner, and a fantastic reception - including the part that was spent in the basement.  They will always have beautiful photographs of their day (if I do say so myself), and most importantly, they will always have each other.  That qualifies as perfect in my book.

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Even though I had been to the location the day before to scout it out, I arrived at Silverwood Park in St. Anthony about an hour and a half before we were actually scheduled to begin.  I don’t mess around with weddings, boys and girls.  There’s no excuse for being late, and there’s no excuse for not making friends with the location beforehand.  I like to be prepared, know what I have to work with, and know that I have ample time to get situated before the bride arrives.  That way I am calm, cool and collected when the all the frenetic energy of a wedding day begins.  And a morning walk through a beautiful park is definitely a great way to start.

In Silverwood Park, there’s a sculpture that’s a cross between a weather vane and butterfly wings.  My brain fast forwarded to an ethereal, fairytale image of the bride, and when we took the couple to the spot the wind wasn’t cooperative, but Jill sure was.  We waited for the right moment, and let the shutter fly.  I love the image I was able to create from that moment.  It takes me someplace else entirely, and captures a whimsical, magical moment that speaks perfectly to the romance of a wedding day.

Another image I love from this wedding is Cullen walking through the tall grass.  I love it because it was all his idea!  It reminded him of a scene from Gladiator, and I was more than happy to follow his lead. 

We moved on to the bridge and the island beyond and got some great snuggly, schmoopy, sexy, sassy shots – oh, how I love the schmoopy shots!  I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I’m a sucker for love. 

Before we moved on to family and bridal party portraits, we did a few set-ups indoors which included the following images that were taken, of all places, in the ladies’ bathroom.  Yep, the bathroom.  Jill might have thought I was off my rocker, but she was a champ and played along. 

As with most weddings, this is the time of the day when the pace picks up.  My time with just the couple comes to an end, and we add in bridal party and family members.  But for Jill and Cullen’s wedding, that meant a speed-limit-busting drive over to St. Lawrence Church in Minneapolis for formal portraits, where the best assistant in the word, Alicia Oppelt Musselman, had the lights set up and ready to go as soon as we arrived.  Before we knew it, formal portraits were done, the ceremony was over, and we were back in our cars making the speed-limit-busting drive back to the park for the reception.

Even though I love everything about weddings, toasts are something special.  People are laughing, then they’re crying, then they’re laughing again.  Friends and family take the opportunity to say things during a toast they might not have a chance to say otherwise, like I love you, I’m proud of you, I’m thankful for everything you’ve done, I’m blessed to have you in my life.  I want to bottle every toast I’ve ever heard and keep them all in my pocket. 

And because I’m a big fan of all things schmoopy, I’m also a big fan of first dances.  And I have to say I prefer the hold-each-other-and-sway-in-a-circle type over the let’s-take-dance-classes-and-whip-each-other-all-over-the-dancefloor type.  Although the hold-and-sway variety may not be as flashy, you just don’t get these kinds of moments between fancy dance steps.

As with every wedding, by the time I pack up my beautiful babies (Twin Nikons – they’re soooo adorable), I’m riding a rush of emotion and adrenalin.  I’m pumped and exhausted at the same time – a perfect excuse to take a quick stroll past giant butterfly wings before heading home to my man.

Last night I walked away with the following eight honors at the 2010 Northern Light Regional Convention for MN, ND and SD professional photographers:

• MN Wedding Photographer of the Year
• Distinguished Album
• Haga Wedding Award
• Court of Honor
• Northern Light Highest Scoring Wedding Print
• Fuji Masterpiece Award
• Kodak Gallery Award for Photographic Excellence in a Print
• Kodak Gallery Award for Photographic Excellence in an Album

But before I put down one more word of horn honking, I need to give a big, fat THANK YOU to David Grupa, David Johnson, David Jones, Erin Dunn and Kirsten Holscher.  I have a terrible time choosing which of my images to enter because I become too attached to the subjects.  I would make my selections based on the history of the image, how I felt when I took it, how I feel when I see it now, and how I feel about the people in it.  These wonderfully gifted photographers spent their valuable time helping me see my images with fresh eyes, and their advice was instrumental in achieving the list of awards above.

I’m especially proud of the fact that all of the images I entered were created for actual clients.  I didn’t hire professional models and stylists or rent a special location.  These are real brides and grooms being photographed on their actual wedding day.  It was a privilege to take part in their weddings, and I’m grateful  they allowed me the time and creative space to produce the images you’ll see below.  Meghan and Brandon, Jill and Paul, Katie and Sean, and Mary and Peter  – thank you, thank you, thank you!

Additionally, the images were awarded by trained, experienced professional photographers and judges, men and women who’ve spent decades learning, improving and sharing their art.  I value their opinions and greatly appreciate their gifts.  To have them recognize my work as being worthy of the awards above is truly an honor.

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Since my North Dakota Catholic farm-girl upbringing didn’t exactly provide a plethora of multi-cultural opportunities, this was the first time I had ever seen an hora danced in person.   It was amazing!  I was on the verge of tears as I watched it (remember, I’m a mush bucket).  It was a complete rush of energy and emotion, pure joy in motion.  Every time I see that image, I’m taken right back to the moment, and I’m swept up in the tide of community, family, faith and celebration. 

About nine months after I photographed Josh and Susan’s wedding, I received a call from Grandma Feldman, wondering if I would be available to photograph her 80th birthday party.  Myrna and I chatted several times on the phone discussing the event, but as we chatted we were easily sidetracked into discussing our families, our childhoods, and our communities.

When Myrna arrived at the Copenhagen room in Plymouth’s Radisson Hotel and Conference Center she greeted me like a friend, taking my hand in both her hands and telling me how beautiful I looked.  Believe me, I’ll take a compliment wherever I can get it, but more than the generous compliment, I appreciated the warmth and sincerity of her welcome.  And as the guests started to arrive, it became apparent that everyone there appreciated her warmth and sincerity. 

Myrna greeted each guest with open affection.  She’d hold each face in her hands and plant a smooch on every cheek.  As she talked with guests, she’d hold their hand or put a hand on their arm.  And again, I was amazed.  Stoic Czechoslovakian farm families don’t kiss cheeks, and they only hug when forced to do so through social pressure.

After guests had a chance to eat, Myrna’s son, daughter, daughter-in-law, granddaughter, and several friends all stood up to share stories about Myrna.  Some of those that spoke did so through tears, and every story had a similar theme – Myrna’s seemingly endless capacity to love.   

I watched Myrna while her friends and family spoke of her.  She was standing behind her grandson, her arms wrapped around his shoulders, with her chin resting on his head.  It was such a beautiful gesture, telling the entire history of their relationship in a single moment.

As I watched this moment and listed to stories of Myrna’s love and devotion, I was stuck with the realization that Myrna has the answer.  This 80-year-old grandmother and pre-school teacher is a living testament to the meaning of life – to love and be loved in return.  It couldn’t be more simple and yet to see it done so well and so completely was simply amazing.

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I spent hours upon hours designing this 12×16 monster, sweating every little detail, making sure I told the story of Meghan and Brandon’s wedding with gorgeous and emotionally meaningful images.  I could not have asked for a better wedding for my sample album.  They had the perfect storm: gorgeous, fun couple; breathtaking wedding location; beautiful reception venue, and a photography-friendly time line.  I must have made some exceptionally good deposits into my photography karma bank to deserve such an exceptional wedding.

Meghan and Brandon were simply awesome – funny, generous, warm, sincere, and it doesn’t hurt that they hit the genetic jackpot in the looks department.  Some people get all the good genes.

We started their day at the Semple Mansion, which is one of my all-time favorite wedding venues.  Obviously, it gorgeous.  It boasts “finely crafted mahogany woodwork, hardwood floors, marble inlays, restored fresco paintings, giant crystal chandeliers, wood-burning fireplaces and outside terraces.”  From a photographer’s perspective, I’d like to add one more major attribute to the list - gorgeous natural light.  The majority of the portraits taken inside the masion were created with natural light only.  Besides the building itself, Semple Mansion also has a great staff.  They’re professional, friendly and at the top of their game. 

After everyone was ready and the informal portraits were complete, we traveled to the wedding location, the Holy Grail of Minneapolis wedding photographers, the Basillica of St. Mary.  I am not exaggerating when I say that the first time I saw the interior of the Basillica I cried.  It’s beyond breathtaking, and I don’t have the verbal acuity to do it justice.  You’ll have to go see it for yourself to understand.

After the ceremony, I was able to go with the couple to Loring Park for additional portraits.  Since Meghan and Brandon live nearby, it was a perfect location to help tell their story.  Again, the karma bank delivered.  We had beautiful early evening light, perfect weather, and great color and texture in the cattails, flowers and buildings.

With all of these amazing locations, I was grateful that Meghan and Brandon had scheduled enough time for their photography.  We had time both before and after the ceremony to really have fun, enjoy the process, give each location the attention it deserved, and most importantly, give the couple the attention they deserve.  The following album is the result of all of these factors coming together in perfect harmony.  Thank you, Karma.  I’ll be sure to keep making my deposits.

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