Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Weddings

I really love going to weddings.

I especially love going to weddings when you see how so completely very happy the two people getting married are.

And, I have to admit, as an artist, I love to see how differently the idea of wedding is interpreted. You get to see this wonderful collage of the couple's life-- their favorite friends mingling with outspoken relatives, wrapped in their favorite colors, eating their favorite foods, often in their favorite most sacred spot on the planet-- be it a family home, or a temple, or a church, or their favorite boulder looking out over the ocean.
You get this little snapshot of what is important to two individuals.  It's usually some form of tradition mixed with personal expressions of beauty, and creativity and resourcefulness and love.

Even with the most traditional weddings, you never know exactly what it's going to be.
Maybe I'm just lucky, but I feel like we've gone to so many weddings in the past few years that have truly been unique labors of love.
You know what it's like?  It's like handing out egg cartons to a class of kids, and telling them each to go home and make something.
Some kid will just bring it back full of eggs or marbles.  Another kid will turn their egg carton into a cat or a dragon.  Another kid will fill each pouch with dirt and plant sweet peas.
It's always so fascinating and beautiful to see how the framework idea of wedding is brought to life in different ways and shapes and colors and forms.
I love it.
Of course weddings aren't all about the fuss and frazzle-dazzle of the details; but I do remember, from our own wedding, all of these silly little projects unexpectedly brought me so close to so many people I love in such a fun and creative-crafty way.  It's this underhanded way of having an excuse to talk about color and fabric and flowers and food with everyone you meet, something I kind of relish in.

There were so many late sweet nights sitting with Tyler in our tiny studio apartment in the middle of a dark Seattle winter, printing out invitations, stamping birdies on the envelopes, drinking wine, laughing...  

Well, September has been full of weddings for us.  We went to two weddings in two weeks, and they were both incredibly fun and beautiful, and very different from each other.  



The first wedding was in Colville, Washington.  Our friends Nicolle and Jay got married at their gorgeous home looking out over acres of farmland.  This truly was one of the most incredible and heart warming events I've ever been to.  The entire event just exuded happiness.  I don't think I will ever forget the beautiful picture of Nicolle and Jay standing under the trees with their son, Ari, just wrapped in pure happiness to be sharing their home and love for each other with their family and friends.  And everything was beautifully hand-done.  The flowers, the food, the candles on the the driveway-- their house just glowed with all of these little projects that, you could tell, came straight from  Nicolle's heart.  Violet got to come, and she was absolutely in heaven.
  













The second wedding we went to was vastly different, but equally as fun.  Tyler's cousin Caitlin and her boyfriend, Miguel, were married in southern California over the weekend at Sherwood Country club.  (Does this place ring a bell?  It's where Tiger Woods has his own personal golf tournament ever year).  Well, it was a fabulous wedding!  Oh, California, how lovely you are!  It was a beautiful evening event  with incredible food and probably one of the best live cover bands I've ever heard.  An enormously fun party wrapped in purple roses, with dancing and, again, this enormous amount of love and celebration just dripping from every detail.  
Violet stayed with my folks for this one, so Tyler and I had the excuse to take a little holiday by ourselves :)  We went to Santa Monica and tooled around on the beach.  More photos?  Yes!  Although, sadly, I didn't get very many non-blury ones of the Caitlin and Miguel..    












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