2020 - This photographer’s perspective
It wouldn’t be a new year without a New Year’s Round Up post! I hope you all had a wonderful time, whatever form it took, and hope beyond anything that we can leave the madness of 2020 behind us.
2020 started out great
A styled shoot, a workshop, loads of preshoots, a few family shoots, another workshop, a wedding…then…well we all know what happened in March. By April I was living in a onesie, eating peanut butter right out of the jar. I mean, that’s kind of business as usual for me, but now I was doing it with despair etched all over my face and two small children demanding endless snacks under the guise of homeschooling.
Ahh, homeschooling. Those heady days of shouting at a child to sit down with a piece of paper and do things with stuff I’d long since forgotten, before rushing out for a state sanctioned nature walk around the well trodden reservoir. (No? Just me?) I’m sort of half joking. Sort of. I also watched Tiger King.
I made this video of the first lockdown. I was sort of hoping that once I’d made it everything would go back to normal, but it turns out some people just went to Barnard Castle instead. Bollocks.
So my job sort of became illegal for a good 3 months of 2020, and as I type this, it’s headed that way again. The whole wedding industry just keeps getting shat on from a great height, and I honestly think that will be my enduring memory of this bastard year. Prior to 2020, I’d always assumed that having one couple or family client cancel and demand their money back would be the worst thing that could possibly happen. Ha! Turns out moving 24 weddings and 16 family clients is not a sanguine experience either. But I’d like to issue a massive THANK YOU to every body who kept me involved in their plans, who was open to discussion and postponed instead of cancelling. Thank you to every single person who let me take their photo this year, and thank you to every one who listened to me when I was an unreasonable, snotty mess.
Hopefully we can resume something approaching normal in 2021, mainly because everyone I know is currently experiencing something close to a panic attack every time Boris takes the mic.
