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Wouldn't it just figure? February 23rd, 2009 . Weddings

Wouldn't it just figure that I'd have computer problems while I'm trying to catch up with everything?? *sigh* I could definitely be worse, but it's NEVER a good time for computer problems! I saw this video that really sums up how I'm feeling right now. Enjoy! Troubleshootin - Live

Things Are Going Too Slowly...I'll fix it! February 05th, 2009 . Weddings

I've been back for a week....feeling much better. (Thanks so much to those of you who have sent your good wishes and offered to help!!! <3 ) But I had four weeks of backlog to wade through...not to mention client files to prepare, contracts to finalize, prints to order, albums to design...you get the idea. Well, everything is taking WAY too long to do, because nothing is where it needs to be. So, as much as I hate it, I am taking the next four days to do nothing but reorganize. I won't be answering the phone and replying to email very briefly. If I dont' do this, I may not get anything done....things that should take 5 minutes to do are taking 45 minutes to do. I can't function folks, and my customer service is suffering BIG TIME, even though I am trying desperately to catch up. So - in an effort to vastly improve service- I will be unreachable for the most part until Tuesday. I hope to emerge on the other side a lean-mean photographing machine. To those waiting on me - I am aware. I haven't slept well because I lay there thinking, "They don't have their pictures yet. I need to do that slideshow. I haven't uploaded the galleries. They should have their album design already. How am I going to make this up to them?" It's all I think about. But being hurt really set me back more than I ever anticipated. Now that I'm on the mend, I want to work as smartly and efficiently as possible. So, once again, I ask for patience as I get it all together. Please don't think I've forgotten you.....I haven't. I think this is the best thing to get me back on track. If you must reach me....leave a message on voicemail and email me. I should check at least one daily. Thanks to you all!!

Thank You for making us a Winner February 02nd, 2009 . Weddings

2009 Bride's Choice Awards presented by WeddingWire | Wedding Cakes, Wedding Venues, Wedding Photographers & More I received an email today from WeddingWire.com today saying that A Moment in Time Photography has been chosen a 2009 Bride's Choice Award Winner! Thank you to those of you who have been kind enough to leave positive feedback about your weddings on WeddingWire. I hope that we can continue to provide the kind of pictures and service that will make our clients happy. :) I want all brides to LOVE their wedding pictures. Which brings me to a story recently posted on Christie's blog about her wedding pictures and how she wished she had chosen differently when it came to her photographer. This is in NO way meant to be a slap at the photographer who made the photos, but rather a cautionary tale. So many couples pick their photographer based on price alone - or don't know enough to ask the right questions. In today's economy there will be a LOT of folks out there saying they are professional photographers because they have a nice camera and like taking pictures. (That's all it takes, right? How hard could it be?) I can write a book about how wrong this train of thought can be, but I'll save it for another time. Christie has been gracious enough to allow me to repost her story here..... I hope you enjoy it. And if you are planning a wedding...will learn from it. :)

We Gather Together Today ... To Totally Make Fun of My Wedding Photos

Let me begin by saying that I LOVED my wedding. It was very small, humble and totally us ... in other words on an extreme budget. My parents generously gifted us with the funds to plan the wedding, but we had no idea how ridiculously overpriced things are. Like, RIDICULOUS. One photographer told me that their packages "started" at five grand. We saw dresses for $3000, cakes for $1000, etc. But we made it work, with the help of caring and skilled friends. For example, my dearest friend Melissa graciously offered her services as DJ. Here she is spinning her magic: The boom box was on loan from my roommate at the time, who, if I remember correctly, even installed fresh batteries for the big day. You can see how the whole thing came together with the talent of our friends and family.
The one thing, the ONE thing, EVERYONE said to fork out the cash for, was the photographer. Matt and I both have appreciation for nice pictures, so we understood this and accepted the fact that most of our budget would go toward getting stunning keepsakes from our special day. The photographers studio was adorned with gorgeous sample photos of couples sharing moments under a massive oak tree, near a swan filled pond, floating on puffy clouds and walking on water, etc. I naively assumed that we would come away with something remotely similar to the puffy cloud pictures, as the photographer briefly mentioned that one of his associates would taking the pictures. Not him. An associate.
About the associate. Now I am not a professional, so maybe it's just me, but I would think that a good wedding photographer should be almost like a phantom wedding guest. You shouldn't even know that they are there. They should blend into the background and subconsciously know when to snap away as you and your new spouse share special magical moments under oak trees.
Our photographer showed up at the wedding wearing the Joseph's technicolor dreamcoat. Seriously. She could not have looked more 80s, or stood out more if she tried. That was okay, though, because she was so sweet. It turned out, as she made a point of telling us several times, that she was a single mother, working hard to provide for her little girl. Maybe that thought clouded our judgement as she mentioned 429 times throughout the night that if we really liked our pictures, could we maybe write a short letter of recommendation? Of course! we thought. Anything to help this nice woman get a new wardrobe take care of her young child.
Sweet mother of pearl, if only we had known. If only. We. Had. Known.
Before I begin the portrait presentation, may I say that this would not be at all funny if Matt's aunt was not also snapping away that day, and if we did not get some great shots from her. If we didn't have those pictures with which to remember our wedding I would probably still be huddled in a dark corner, rocking, crying and whispering "why???" over and over.
Also, I need to add that ALL of the pictures from the, ahem, professional are total crap. It's not like we got a few bad pictures, hardy har har. The WHOLE album is laden with pictures that are off center, unflattering, eyes closed, poorly flashed, etc.
So, here are some of my favorites. First the C Lo.
Nevermind that I am staring into oblivion, it is a totally unnatural pose, and the lighting is horrid. Please, look at my butt. (I will probably never ever ever say that again.) My dress had these two panels that tied together in the back. In this shot, I am holding a panel awkwardly, with my arm blocking any space between, thereby creating the J LO butt. And just so you know, I am actually staring up at a couple on their balcony, holding margaritas, and shouting, "Hey! Congratulations!" That is how ghetto quaint and cozy our wedding was.
Here we have the actual ceremony.
Did she not drink her V8 that day?! Trust me, I scanned this as straight as possible, as not to lose any of the awesomely horrible composition. Magical, isn't it? (Also, you can see where the margarita couple was in the upper left hand corner.) Now, the group photo: Nothing says remembering fond times like playing Where's Waldo with your wedding photos. Here we are with my family at our reception: Where do I begin? How about the gorgeous red fire curb in the background? Or maybe the fact that my dad is like 6 feet 3, and Matt is ... not ... and she placed us on a slanted driveway so that it looks like my Dad is two feet taller than Matt? even my grandma looks gargantuan compared to my mom. And I do not know where that little boy came from, he just showed up on our wedding day and I asked Matt if we could keep him. Here I am with the stray boy: Red curb, again, and isn't that a beautiful, tender shot? The bride dropping her son off a rock wall? Everyone should have one of those in their wedding album. Our reception was held at a restaurant overlooking Dana Point harbor. Of course we picked this place for it's amazing view, and the opportunities for ... amazing ... photos ... First, here is what Matt's aunt captured from her point and shoot, and I think she was behind a window. Pretty. Just so you get an idea that it was early summer evening, and still light out. Now, this is the piece de la resistance. Our favorite wedding photo. We are even talking about poster sizing it. The Ring Shot. So you know, this photographer told us that "this might be her best ring shot ever," and "do we mind if she takes a few more in this pose, it is just gorgeous!" Needless to say, when we got the proofs, we were anxious to see how The Ring Shot had turned out. I think the aqua-marine railing provides a beautiful background for the giant bird poo next to our fingers and the loogie trailing down the right-most bar, don't you? And I am so glad she overexposed the shot and blacked out the harbor in the background. That would have been ugly. So, here we are. A couple a crazy kids in love, staring out at our future ... of dark, black, abysmal gloom ... with a stray boy.

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