The {S} Family Homecoming | Event Photography

My love for event photography know no bounds. The emotions and details that tie in with them feed my creative giant. They fulfill me as an artist, but also as a human being. It is difficult not to get wrapped up in the excitement of a day like this cool, overcast day in December. The sun peeked through the clouds occasionally. It was not enough to persuade the loved ones waiting that there would be no rain, but it didn't matter. They clamored for seats close to the action, beneath the pounding music from the speakers, and waited. Sometimes patiently, sometimes walking around and conversing with the other spouses, hoping that the time would pass. As the minutes, then hours, ticked on, we would hear a blurb or two from the DJ, announcements that roused the crowd just enough to keep their spirits alight. Tiny flags were clutched in the fists of the waiting, ready to fly at the first sign of those beautiful white buses. When they finally arrived, there was an explosion of activity. Loved ones clamored for front row seats, crowding the front of the bleachers and cheering. And yet, amidst the energy, my client remained calm, unruffled. She stood at her seat, holding her flag at shoulder level, smiling serenely across the field at her husband. She was cool and collected right up until the men were officially released to their families. Then she was off like a shot, making a beeline toward her husband and leaping into his arms. It was a glorious moment, a private moment of joy that I was thrilled to be able to capture for them.