Brent & Cathy.

On the harshest day of summer this year, Brent & Cathy got married at her mum’s fern nursery at Boolarra, about 2 hours east of Melbourne. Because of Brent’s job, they tend to move quite a bit; from New York to New Zealand to Perth, just to name a few. All they wanted was a simple wedding; to celebrate their love and commitment to each other and declare that “home is whenever I’m with you.”

During the ceremony, I paused briefly to soak it on it all in as warmth filled my heart; not from the intense heat, but because of what was being read.

“You have known each other from the first glance of acquaintance to this point of commitment. At some point, you decided to marry. From that moment of yes to this moment of yes, indeed, you have been making promises and agreements in an informal way. All those conversations that were held riding in a car or over a meal or during long walks — all those sentences that began with “When we’re married” and continued with “I will” and “you will” and “we will” — those late night talks that included “someday” and “somehow” and “maybe” — and all those promises that are unspoken matters of the heart. All these common things, and more, are the real process of a wedding.

The symbolic vows that you are about to make are a way of saying to one another, “You know all those things we’ve promised and hoped and dreamed — well, I meant it all, every word.”

Look at one another and remember this moment in time. Before this moment you have been many things to one another  — acquaintance, friend, companion, lover, dancing partner, and even teacher, for you have learned much from one another in these last few years. Now you shall say a few words that take you across a threshold of life, and things will never quite be the same between you. For after these vows, you shall say to the world, this is my husband, this is my wife.”


All I ever hope is that my images are like this reading – honest, poetic and straight from the heart.

“All of what I really need to know about how to live, and what to do, and how to be, I learned in Kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but there in the sandbox at nursery school.
These are the things I learned…

Share everything.

Play fair.


Don’t hit people


Put things back where you found them.

Clean up your own mess.

Don’t take things that aren’t yours.

Say sorry when you hurt somebody.

Wash your hands before you eat


Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you. Give them to someone who feels sad.


Live a balanced life.


Learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day.


Take a nap every afternoon.


Be aware of wonder.

Remember the little seed in the plastic cup? The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.

Everything you need to know is in there somewhere.

And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.”

“All I ever really needed to know I learned in Kindergarden” by Robert Fulgham

Their wedding was featured Ruffled here.

  • Justin - March 28, 2013 - 11:00 AM

    beautiful set of images, lovely story. I needed some revision from kindergarden days, good for the soul.ReplyCancel

  • Michael Glenn - March 29, 2013 - 1:55 AM

    Amazing set dude. Your processing is killer, and you completely captured the entire vibe of this wedding. Your style is inspiring for me. Just wow!ReplyCancel

  • HayleyLane - April 18, 2013 - 1:56 PM

    Beautiful images! So heartfelt and sincere <3ReplyCancel

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