Originally posted by Rondec I think whether or not you "need" a wedding photographer depends on what you value. I will say that my wife has shot weddings for couples that didn't really value photography and who were trying to bargain down prices on things and it was a fairly miserable experience. Those sorts of people would do better just to collect everyone's cell phone snaps of the wedding and have Uncle Bob shoot a few formal shots and be done with it. On the other hand, there are people who really do appreciate good photography and value it. The experience of shooting their weddings is a lot better and they are generally really satisfied -- even though they spent quite a bit of money on a photographer for their wedding.
That's part of what I was trying to say above.
A wedding is a set piece. The social intention
was to emphasize for the couple that, whether or not the marriage fulfills expectations, it's damned well permanent after all this Hoo Haw. Photographing the event is a natural evolution of the rituals embedded prior to the mid 19th C. What has changed is the nature of the event, the character of the hosts and participants and the expectations of the guests.
My wife's father spent more money on the bride's studio portraits than he did on the food. Her mother and aunt made the gown. It took them six months to embroider the bodice and sew on the pearls. The cake was a
big deal. No top-shelf booze - just champagne. No dinner - just petit fors'. No dancing - just a string quartet. No limos, hospitality suite, party bus, morning coats, floral drapes, centerpieces, country club, horse-drawn coach, glass slipper, garter, matchbooks, napkins - or Engagement Photos.
The bride was the subject, not the party. The photographs captured it.
One tog. 6x7. About 100 negatives and 25 8x10 prints, mounted but in an archival box, not in a book. The rest are regular 5x7 documentary prints. My wedding present was a full-length, framed studio portrait in the gown. The photos were art. That portrait hangs in my home office. My wife's grandmother's studio portrait hangs in our front hall.
When my jaw dropped at how much money the bride's father expected
me to kick in for their wedding extravaganza, my son's explanation was, "Dad - our guests are buying us a present. They expect you to get them drunk."
Vogue is sneering at what the ritual has become.