Hullo! I’m Celia. So you're gettin' hitched (YaY!), but you’re not super into the idea of the overly-manicured wedding. Perfect, this is not your grandma’s wedding photography.  

I tend to think of myself as an anti-wedding-photographer wedding photographer. When I pick up my camera, I don't just see "a wedding." I see humor and irony and color. I see people who are geeking out, goofy, unabashedly happy and imperfect and going through a gushy mess of emotions. Which doesn’t mean that I don’t also love a good portrait (they’re kinda my favorite, shhh).  It just means I approach them differently. It also means I don’t shy away from shooting the awkward dance moves and runny mascara. Because I believe that stuff is human and real and the details you’ll want to remember.

I float between the journalism and art worlds, and split my time between Mexico and New York (city, upstate, you name it). I love telling stories as much as I love listening to the stories of others. I’m the type of person who makes up musicals for my own amusement and nurses a soft spot for sci-fi and a fantasy. If I’m not shooting, I’m usually dancing. Or cooking. It’s possible I’m very obsessed with food.

There’s a mile-long list of why I love to shoot weddings and continue to straddle the worlds of photojournalism and wedding photography. But more than anything, it stems from a belief that weddings are some of the last remaining spaces that are truly free of cynicism and fear. They offer a safe space for all the emotions we hold dear. They are a brave statement in the world, and that’s worth a lot these days.
 

As a young long-haired las, before I replaced this young with a camera.

As a young long-haired las, before I replaced this young with a camera.