Ryan Prins Photography

I did some still photos for an indie film that a bunch of my good film-nerd friends were shooting.  It is going to be sweet.  I’ll give you some BTS (that’s  behind the scenes for you non-film folks) a little later with some more stories.  A good set always makes for good memories.  Here are some stills of the main actors to give you a quick taste.

Uh, and if you can’t tell, it’s a western.

Ready for the close up

And a couple more, just cause.  And, since I’m a guy, I think guns are cool.

A little detail of the side of the cabin, with authentic wood smoke!

What’s a western without a couple of horses?

You can tell from the horse’s breath, it was COLD.  Yeah, more on that later.

You may have noticed by now, I love couples that are fun and adventurous.  I don’t think I have kept that much of a secret.  When I get to shoot a couple that meets these strict requirements, I get pretty excited, dare I say giddy.  Enter Scott and Kristen.  These two were just so comfortable together, goofed around and did, well, whatever I asked.  “You wanna sneak into the trainyard?” says I.  “Sure,” they answer.  “Mind descending the frozen and treacherous staircase?”  “You bet.”  Risking life, limb and criminal charges, these two were a blast.  The wedding is but weeks away, so here’s a look at the fun I get to have soon.

These are the safest pictures they got to be in.

Now on to the trains…

I love graffiti

And the staircase of death

Look at how edgy and moody it got once I climbed over the rail.

No, I kid.  I did that after the fact.  But the true rocking of the camera came totally and completely from these two.  I just had to point and shoot.  They make it easy for me.  Make sure you stick around to see their wedding pics…

Here we go, next installment…

The hair…  These mirrors made for a pseudo-funhouse shot.

Next, the make-up

The detail of this sari is just fantastic -

Rabya is stunning…

Of course, everyone wants to help out

Awww.

Nauman and his family arrive

This one was Rabya’s idea…

The grooms cake, made by none other than Barb at Sweet Cakes.

As the end was approaching, Rabya’s sisters handcuffed her to a railing on the stage.  Let’s hope Nauman has deep pockets.

I had another photographer join me part way through the day, Jen Kroll.  Maybe you know her?  It was a change of pace having HER shoot for ME.  Thanks Jen.

Let’s see if I can’t get Part 3 up before Christmas…

Well, it’s happened.  Brad and Lindsay are officially hitched.  I have known these two for years and they are some of the greatest people you could hope to meet.  So their wedding was definitely a cause for a celebration.  Wanna see the fun?  Yeah ya do.

Here is the beginning of the hair-do.  Of course, Dad felt like helping out.  He is a natural with hair.

Curious George = cool.

Gotta make sure it’s right, this is a one-time kinda thing.

The all-important dress.

And, of course, the bride’s best accessory:

Here they are seeing each other for the first time and, at that precise moment, becoming the happiest people on the planet.

The bride and groom with their team of loyal supporters.

See, happiest people on the planet.

Due to inclement weather, we did a few indoor portraits before heading off to the reception.  Does not Lindsay make a fabulous bride?  These shots from a girl that hates being in front of a camera.

A relaxing and cozy fireside seat.

A lil’ detail of the table and a shout out to table 20!  Woot woot.

Brad looks thoroughly distressed about cutting into the cake.

Mild mannered Lindsay pulled no punches and gave Brad an up close and personal introduction to the frosting.  Alas, her comeuppance was frosting down the front of her dress.  Yay for shout wipes.

The cake was very tasty.  Believe me, I’ve tried a few.

There isn’t another place I would have wanted to be.  I am incredibly happy for you both.

It’s true.  That’s why he made ‘em so tasty.  I do love them so.  I went out apple picking a few weeks back with my family and Mike.  We got out at the very last second.  There was little left on the trees, but we filled many bushels anyway.  Good thing, ’cause I seriously eat about 3 a day when I get my hands on fresh ones.  Yum.  And we were able to take advantage of the last of the really nice weather.

The prize…  oh lovely fruit of happiness.

The Fujis were gone (which is alright, I’m a Golden Delicious man), but the sun on the sign was cool.

Looking down this lane in the orchard, all I could think was Huckleberry Finn.  In homage to him, I ate as many as I could while picking.

The sun shining on a shed, doing funky flares with my lens.  Crazy.

Another lane.  It seems to call out, “find out where I go.”  It makes me want to take a nice long hike.

I don’t know why I took this picture, but I just like it.  I looked at the building and thought, “I should take that picture.”  So I did.  Maybe it’s the fun textures.  I don’t know, I just took it.  If you don’t like it, don’t blame me.  My fingers have a mind of their own.

And of course, freshly made apple goodies.  This makes a trip to the orchard go from good to great.  This is just the epitome of fall.

If you’re going to see me soon and you want a good apple, let me know.  You won’t regret it.