The first time I was in love I was 6 years old. To a blonde haired, blue eyed boy named Murray.
He was seven. We never spoke, but if we had, I’m certain it would have been pure magic. Hollywood magic.
He moved away in grade 2, but I shall never forget my crush on him & his hockey boy hair.
I had it so bad, that in my “writing book” <–remember those, those tan colored thin books with
lined paper that you used as your “journal” <—that your teacher read (creepy)? Anyways, one day
I stopped writing my name as Radelle Marie, and spent the rest of the year writing “Radelle Murray”.
I had it bad Internet.
When I started dating Adam, I noticed that in my University binders I was doodling “Radelle Marieve”
<—I can only guess that the “eve” part was to be his match. You know, Adam & Eve.
I know, I know. Weird.
Sometime when I’m photographing a couple, I wonder what little quirks exist beneath what I know.
What silly stories do they have, both separate and as a couple? My goal, by the end of a shoot/wedding,
is to have a little bit of insight into some of those quirks.
Here are a few images of mine of the lovely couple together!