Taya & Jam

Taya and Jam got married at Elmore Court in the middle of December, which anyone who knows the place will tell you is when it’s at its best. The Gillyflower, the venue’s soundproofed showpiece, was wall-to-wall candles, and the whole room had that warm, low glow you can’t fake and can’t buy.

What struck me first was the effort in the room. Every single guest had thought about how they turned up, and it showed: a proper visual feast before anyone had even sat down. But the thing you actually photograph at a wedding like this isn’t the styling. It’s the energy. And these two were surrounded by people who plainly adored them.

I shot the whole day as Fusion, photo and film at the same time, just me. On a night this good that’s the whole point: one person moving quietly through the room, catching the stills and the motion together, so nothing gets staged and nobody has to perform. The photographs hold the candlelight. The film holds the noise.

A few weeks later Taya and Jam sent the kind of message you keep. Champagne towers, ten angles at once, and a standing invitation to the vow renewals. I’ll be there.