Second Shooter Wedding Season - Take 3 & 4.

This past weekend I second shot on two weddings, back-to-back, with Tammy Horton Photography. The first was in the San Francisco bay on Treasure Island at Mersea - where they repurposed shipping containers for the restaurant. The bride and groom, Brie and Matt, live in SF and we photographed them at the Museum of Modern Art prior to the ceremony. Great couple, great location and couldn’t be happier for these two.

Here are my 9 selects. 

The following day, we headed roughly 80 miles south to Sand Rock Farm in Aptos for the wedding of Robin and Yvette. I’m not going to lie, it’s hard to make a bad image in this place - from a ceremony under a redwood to an old wine cellar turned barrel room for dancing. Lots of fun, and congrats to the bride and groom.

Here are my 10 selects. 

GRII - August

I’m a little late posting these, but here they are. The month of August I was in the Bay Area for work, which led me to the Pacifica coastal area for most of my frames. There I visited the WWII Devil’s Slide Bunker which is covered in graffiti. I hit the pier for some images of fishing and birds - I wish I could’ve spent a full 24 hours there for a photo essay. 

Lastly I found myself at the new Long Beach City Hall building - something tells me I’ll be back there quite a bit. 

Anyway, here they are.  

Friday Night Lights: Montclair 34 Garey 19

Last night I returned to my high school for the first time since I graduated - I didn’t even return to pick up my diploma following graduation. But last night was a special occasion, my childhood friend took on the title of head coach of the football team this past summer - coach Martin Bacon. We grew up always facing one another in baseball, in the front yard during the summers and during Little League all-stars on up through high school - he went to Etiwanda and I went to Montclair. Bacon went on to play college football at Northridge, and he’s always been a great athlete and understood the culture of sports and dedication. So it’s great to see him at my alma mater and changing the culture there. He’s off to a 2-0 start and something tells me I’ll have a few more visits to my alma mater. Hell, maybe I’ll pick up my diploma. Go Cavs. 

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