Weather geekery has it’s rewards.
At 3:15 p.m., before the ceremony, dark clouds started to roll in. Jillian looks at them nervously and says to Ryan (the other Ryan) “IS it going to rain?”
He says “No, we’ll be fine.”
“I don’t know …”
“You’re going to be OK,” I interject. “It won’t rain until just about the end of your reception, when it doesn’t matter anymore, but when it does come it will come fast and hard.
She considers it. “OK, him I trust.”
Six hours later, we stop outside for a quick night portrait. This scene is pitch black. 0.8 seconds, ISO 3200, f/1.8 — black to the eye, not to the camera. As we start, a few rain drops come down, and then a few more. I know to hurry. Since we were using video light and a long(ish) exposure, you get a different sort of effect than freezing raindrops with a flash. I like it, a different sort of accent to the scene. We shoot fast, I get them inside … and then the skies open, rain streaming down the windows.