And a few other pics for the second ATOP gallery.
I was talking with my friend today and said I don’t think I use the word atop in my everyday vocabulary. But I seem to have a few photos from the archives that illustrate it.
At Chuck and Sharon’s farm in Crestline, OH
Grandkids atop the playhouse in the backyard, a few years ago.
People ready to scream atop Phantom’s Revenge at Kennywood
A former student posting for the nutritional food posters
Duquesne Incline atop Mt. Washington Pittsburgh PA
Lawn ball atop stand in Joan’s Garden
Wonder Bread sign in Columbus OH
Christmas Tree atop fence post on Arlington Avenue
St. Mary of the Mount atop Mt. Washington Pittsburgh
I couldn’t be the mother-of-the-bride AND the wedding photographer last November and their photographer did a fine job but I wanted to photograph the bride and groom myself.
Laura and James agreed to let me shoot some “wedding” pictures on another occasion. Not exactly a Trash the Dress shoot. James knew some good spots to go to in the city. When he asked me I said I wanted the mood to be urban sophisticated.
Turns out it is almost 6 months later. It was not stressful or pressured and we had a relaxing time together. Even returned to the field as the sun started to set to get a different light, something not possible on a wedding day when everyone at the reception is waiting for the bridal party.
Costco white roses for 16.99 with some white floral tape and ribbon and a floral pin from JoAnn’s another ten dollars but the flowers added to the shoot. I had a boutonnière for James and promptly cut the flower head right off as I tried to pin it into his lapel. So much for props..
People called Congratulations and honked their horns, cheered them on and told them they looked nice. Laura said if you want to feel good about yourself, put on a wedding gown and walk down the city street. I asked them what was the best part about being married. And I asked them what is the worst part of being married. Their answers were forthright, frank and touched my heart.
Afterwards we ate at Giorgio’s in Clintonville. They changed before we went.
My sister read the sign on the building as we were driving back and forth from La’s and James’ home. Next time she handed me the camera and I pulled over and shot the facade. I went to read about what it meant by informal school. The building reminds me of growing up. Someone has restored the building for sure. Click Here for info about the school.