If we think about of a wedding album, the first images that appear, to our minds, are the photos of the newly-weds with their relatives in plastic poses, immages of guests unnaturaly happy that, pressed between the couple, try to show their best profile, in the camera, in front of the photographer.
It’s possible to think about a new just married couple, posing with love, with languid glances, like in a photo-novel, and the photo effects of undoubted taste. In these pictures the photographer would like to obtain expression and shoots which transmit messages like "I love you my love" while the eyes are saying something similar "Oh my god how I fell ridiculous" or more "What harm these new shoes!" ecc...
This is the reason why I was away from photography of marriage’s world.
I noted in this typology of work, a money-making machine taking advantage of the "pink" atmosphere of the moment, trusting in the fact that the bride and bridgeroom, although foolish as in the worst trash film, in the photos of that fateful day they will find themselves forever fantastic, they will never confess to have some ugly photos, they were not able to choose a photographer able to day so long awaited and planned. Their friends then, not allow themselves never to say: "Mom what a ugly photos!" and for this reason many photographers of country that work on weddings, have continued and continue to persevere in their carnival photos passing them off as art in total silence of relatives and clients. Exploiting the emotion a bit like those vagabonds in front of the hospitals that, taking advantage of the weakness moment of those who goes to visit their sick relatives, play himself suffering to cause in an unawere pedestrian an emotional motion that from the head and the heart goes directly to the wallet.