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In black and white, the two of them on the white Vespa, bouquet in hand, laughing at the camera

Claudia and Franz

Venice, Italy

Claudia and Franz brought 150 friends and family together for a two-day wedding in Venice, Italy. Getting married in the local village church meant a lot to them. Generations of Claudia’s family had their weddings in the exact same spot.

After the ceremony, everyone celebrated at an estate surrounded by vineyards. I covered the entire weekend on photo, film, and drone, staying in the background so everyone could just enjoy the party. Claudia and Franz: thank you so much for trusting me with your day. Wishing you both the very best.

Imperfect, and exactly right
The village church and the white Vespa waiting on the square, vineyards above
Three generations waving around the Vespa, the terraced hills behind
Two guests on the way down to the church, laughing in the sun
Arm in arm with friends reading out their speech notes, confetti on the ground
Laughing on the dance floor with friends dancing around, the hills behind
A small guest takes the dance floor and the grown ups clap along
Cutting the four tier cake together, sparklers burning beside it
Icing offered up on a finger and caught with a tipped back head, beside the cake
Pouring two bottles into the champagne tower at once, the coupes overflowing
The first dance, guests close around them and a light in the dark behind
The village church and its bell tower from the air, vineyards terraced up the hill
Walking into the church arm in arm with a relative, lace dress and veil, bouquet in hand
Seen past a child's braided hair, the ceremony at the far end of the aisle
In the church doorway, a guest holding the ring cushion and talking it through
A small guest alone in the middle of the square with a cone of confetti, everyone waiting
Turning back through the crowd in the lace dress and long gloves, pulling a face at the camera
A kiss on the cheek in the crowd outside the church, confetti still in the air
The two of them on the white Vespa on the road out of the village, bouquet across the lap
Both laughing over their shoulders on the Vespa, the bouquet held up
Getting ready with friends, white shirts and a round of beers before the ceremony
Hand in hand across the courtyard of an old stone house, the dress gathered up
Laughing over a shoulder while the other leans into their neck, the hills behind
Sitting on a bench under a tree with feet up and the bouquet across the lap, both laughing
Head resting on a shoulder on the bench, eyes closed, hands held
In the lace dress and long veil on the terrace, the terraced vineyards rising behind
Holding the veil out at arm's length in the cream linen suit, laughing on the drive
Buttoning the cream linen jacket at the window before leaving for the church
The veil drawn over the head, a hand to the hair, the hills soft behind
Holding the lace veil up overhead with both arms, laughing
Hands in pockets in the cream linen suit, looking out over the terraced vineyards
Friends folding the pocket square into the linen jacket
Tongue out at the camera on the path, cypress trees behind
A close portrait, laughing, the estate and the valley behind
Five guests in silk with fans and wine glasses, the terraced hills behind them
The same five pressed together laughing, fans up and glasses in hand
Laughing with a guest holding a small child, the long tables behind
Children chasing giant soap bubbles across the gravel
The two of them making a speech into one microphone, aperitifs in hand, the valley behind
Arms around each other on the balcony, the hills of the Veneto behind
From behind at the long table, laughing, the mountains going blue in the evening
A hug at the party, a few white roses held up in the air, both beaming
A kiss at the party while a guest films it on a phone
Looking back down the church mid ceremony, the priest at the lectern behind
The valley from the air, vineyards and village rooftops between the hills
The estate from the air, the two of them small on the drive below the house
Coming out of the church into the confetti, the bouquet held high

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