Cool Digs, Photo Man
We met photographer #2 on Tuesday this week and had a mutual “this is it” moment. It’s not exactly it, but he’s definitely in the running.
On a recommendation from Maggie and Hans, we headed to the (far?) north side of the city to meet Thomas Slack, a self-owned photographer transplant from Michigan. His “studio” is his minimalist apartment where he lives with this girlfriend and adorable cats. (All necessary details. Not really. I just liked his apartment and cat.)
He was really personable and easy to get along with, and didn’t seem upset that we were 15 minutes late after already rescheduling on him once. Bonus to the photographer that puts up with the schedule I cause us to take – late as a rule. We got along with him really well and actually got off topic a lot because we were all enjoying the company. We’re not sure if he was really enjoying the company or just selling his services, but we’ll take it.
This section of this post is as dictated by Gavin to Laura on their drive to RELAYS on April 27.
Relays. 2006. Nearly 30 miles due east of Iowa City.
Ahhhh. Goulet! Is this machine on?
Great, let’s get started.
First, I must say that my heart goes out to all of those in IC impacted by thet severe storms that washed through the region only a few weeks ago.
“What about the wedding photographer?”
Oh that’s right. Wedding photographer.
I too enjoyed the apartment, but I cannot say that I too enjoyed his cats. I had to lie in order to reduce any awkward feel to our appointment with the photographer when he asked ‘Oh, neither of you are allergic to cats?” To which I responded “oh no, we’re fine.”
The appointment went well as we both enjoyed his relaxed attitude and dedication to the craft. He truly seemed to know what he was talking about. For the third time in recent weeks, a wedding service provider seemed to have way too much fun with us during an appointment. You can usually tell the fake laughs like you get at a bridal expo, but when they’re really laughing you know it’s for real.
This was the case when Laura and I invented a new style of wedding day photography. Normally, the photographer will begin his day approximately an hour before the bride slips into her wedding dress.
In an attempt to truly document the WHOLE wedding experience, we suggested that he (the photographer) should follow the bride from her first waking moments of her wedding day to… I’M DONE DICTATING. I have to drive. It’s the man’s job.
Long story short, we joked about him busting out of the closet, taking shots of Laura hitting the snooze bar and putting her contacts in.
West Branch. One mile.
The rest of this post is being written by Laura. As the crazy truckers go flying by at 90 on I-80, we decided it would be best if Laura finishes up for our safety.
Basically, Thomas had a great photography style that we both agreed captured the way we envision our wedding being photographed – a mixture of photojournalism, traditional posed shots and artistic frames.
(Gavin wants me to mention: Now entering Johnson County.)
He has proofs printed and to you 3 weeks after the wedding, and you get a full DVD of the best 500 photos he took and edited from the day within two weeks of the fete. He’s not too big on albums, which was his one major downfall for us. (Gavin says just for me.) Why pay thousands of dollars for a photographer just to hang a couple pictures on your wall. I want the album from the day to show to children, etc. in the future. (Just wait for our kid blogs!!! In the next edition of Susy Q takes a bath…)
Very laid back and loosy goosy compared with Artisan Events or many of the other photographers we are looking into, but that may be a good thing. We’ll see!
(Iowa City. Next 2 Exits.)
On a recommendation from Maggie and Hans, we headed to the (far?) north side of the city to meet Thomas Slack, a self-owned photographer transplant from Michigan. His “studio” is his minimalist apartment where he lives with this girlfriend and adorable cats. (All necessary details. Not really. I just liked his apartment and cat.)
He was really personable and easy to get along with, and didn’t seem upset that we were 15 minutes late after already rescheduling on him once. Bonus to the photographer that puts up with the schedule I cause us to take – late as a rule. We got along with him really well and actually got off topic a lot because we were all enjoying the company. We’re not sure if he was really enjoying the company or just selling his services, but we’ll take it.
This section of this post is as dictated by Gavin to Laura on their drive to RELAYS on April 27.
Relays. 2006. Nearly 30 miles due east of Iowa City.
Ahhhh. Goulet! Is this machine on?
Great, let’s get started.
First, I must say that my heart goes out to all of those in IC impacted by thet severe storms that washed through the region only a few weeks ago.
“What about the wedding photographer?”
Oh that’s right. Wedding photographer.
I too enjoyed the apartment, but I cannot say that I too enjoyed his cats. I had to lie in order to reduce any awkward feel to our appointment with the photographer when he asked ‘Oh, neither of you are allergic to cats?” To which I responded “oh no, we’re fine.”
The appointment went well as we both enjoyed his relaxed attitude and dedication to the craft. He truly seemed to know what he was talking about. For the third time in recent weeks, a wedding service provider seemed to have way too much fun with us during an appointment. You can usually tell the fake laughs like you get at a bridal expo, but when they’re really laughing you know it’s for real.
This was the case when Laura and I invented a new style of wedding day photography. Normally, the photographer will begin his day approximately an hour before the bride slips into her wedding dress.
In an attempt to truly document the WHOLE wedding experience, we suggested that he (the photographer) should follow the bride from her first waking moments of her wedding day to… I’M DONE DICTATING. I have to drive. It’s the man’s job.
Long story short, we joked about him busting out of the closet, taking shots of Laura hitting the snooze bar and putting her contacts in.
West Branch. One mile.
The rest of this post is being written by Laura. As the crazy truckers go flying by at 90 on I-80, we decided it would be best if Laura finishes up for our safety.
Basically, Thomas had a great photography style that we both agreed captured the way we envision our wedding being photographed – a mixture of photojournalism, traditional posed shots and artistic frames.
(Gavin wants me to mention: Now entering Johnson County.)
He has proofs printed and to you 3 weeks after the wedding, and you get a full DVD of the best 500 photos he took and edited from the day within two weeks of the fete. He’s not too big on albums, which was his one major downfall for us. (Gavin says just for me.) Why pay thousands of dollars for a photographer just to hang a couple pictures on your wall. I want the album from the day to show to children, etc. in the future. (Just wait for our kid blogs!!! In the next edition of Susy Q takes a bath…)
Very laid back and loosy goosy compared with Artisan Events or many of the other photographers we are looking into, but that may be a good thing. We’ll see!
(Iowa City. Next 2 Exits.)
posted by Laura @ 6:02 PM
1 Comments:
At May 07, 2006 2:42 AM,
Anonymous said…
It's the new Route 66, really. How could you NOT mention Iowa's most famous landmark, the 1-80 truckstop, a fabulous place for a gift registry? Think about it - Everyone at the wedding reception receives an invisible-ink sports trivia book circa 1990.
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