That is how we found ourselves at the McNay Art Museum with them, wandering through its grounds and interiors, letting the afternoon unfold without pressure. There was no rush to get to the next thing, no audience waiting. Just the two of them, newly married, stepping into this next chapter with a quiet kind of confidence.
Read MoreWhen it came time for us to choose our own, we thought we understood what mattered. We had seen so many versions of love expressed through metal and stone. We had photographed heirlooms passed down through generations and brand new pieces chosen just weeks before a wedding day. We had opinions, preferences, and what we thought was a clear sense of direction.
And then we started looking.
Read MoreFor years, we have lived inside other people’s moments. We have watched hands shake just before vows, seen parents hold back tears they did not expect, and felt the energy of a dance floor that refuses to end. As photographers, we are always aware of the fleeting nature of it all. We anticipate it, frame it, and preserve it.
But this time, there was no anticipation. No timeline to follow. No expectation beyond being present.
This time, it was ours.
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