I found myself in an unusual spot this past weekend and learned a lot about my customers because of that.
You see, my oldest daughter got married this past weekend and I was the Mother of the Bride. Normally, as a professional photographer, the title, “Mother of the Bride,” is enough to make the best of us cringe. I had decided that I wouldn’t be “one of those” mothers and I’d be totally different than all the moms I’ve had to deal with over the past 20-some years.

But, hey, it was weird. I was standing behind the photographer (one of the best, mind you), watching her work and I had the uncontrollable urge to grab my point-and-shoot and photograph over her shoulder. I fought the urge, but it continued throughout the afternoon. Then during the wedding ceremony itself, a guest sat down in the second row from the front and proceeded to photograph the ceremony – WITH AN ON-CAMERA FLASH. (Was it the on-camera flash or the annoyance that she was ruining the lighting of the candlelight wedding?)
And, last but not least, I found myself asking the photographer that awful question, “When can I see the images?”