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I do fine art, too.

Ok, so the “fine” part of fine art is a matter of opinion, but I thought that with all the attention I’ve been giving weddings lately, I might take a second and give a shout out to my roots. Over at http://www.aaronspicer.com I’ve got an entirely seperate site dedicated to some of the pieces of art that I have created over the years that I particularly enjoy. When you start doing anything that you love for a living, I think that it’s really important to keep your roots well within reach. I got into photography because I loved the process of creation. It may sound silly, and it may sound pompous, but I take pride in being able to look at the world with a little bit of a unique perspective. To take the ordinary and make it art is challenging. In his book Understanding Exposure Bryan Peterson says that there are fifteen different ways to take the same exposure, but only one of them is the creative way, and that’s the challenge that I enjoy. It’s how I approach everything in photography, from taking pictures of my Dutch Shepherd or photographing a wedding. I’m still trying to find the perfect piece of music to accompany the site, but it’s a tough decision because I make sure that I purchase the license for all of my music…as an artist I feel like it’s the responsible thing to do. If you have any songs that you think might fit the site, let me know.


Beautiful Luray, VA

This past weekend I wrapped up a whirlwind tour of Virginia. I started off in Leesburg, VA with Liz and Kevin. Then I shot down to Virginia Beach to shoot my sister and her fian….new husband, and I ended up in Luray, VA to celebrate with Martha and Daryl. The above shot is one that I really like of Martha and Daryl. Their wedding took place at the Khaimira Farm in Luray. The farm is just that, fifty seven acres of pure rural goodness. Linda and Leith converted one of their barns into an event venue a couple years ago when their daughter decided to get married on the property. They’ve done a wonderful job of making you forget that you are actually down on the farm, and could host anything from a black tie affair to a hoe down. The ceremony took place a few yards from the barn in a cleared pasture looking out at the mountains in the distance. That mountain range saved us quite a bit of trouble, as it acted as a natural barrier between us and the rain that was trying pretty hard to make it to the farm. You could see the dark clouds breaking up just as they crossed the mountains. Oddly enough, this weekend I leave Virginia entirely, heading up to Talbot County, Maryland on Saturday and then down to the Outer Banks on Sunday and Monday.


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