Vegas, Baby

I just got back a few weeks ago from the Wedding and Portrait Photographers International Convention in Las Vegas. Oh, how I love me some Vegas. Once a year we gather and this is the time I use to replenish my creative soul before wedding season hits. I look at astounding photographs, allegedy attend seminars, hang out with some of the most amazing photographers on the planet picking their brains over late night dinners and Vodka Red Bulls at the Ghost bar....wait....I mean, in seminars. Lots and lots of seminars, did you hear me Mr. Tax man? And I go to a mind boggling trade show filled with more photography related stuff than you can imagine. I geek out at the Canon booth fondling lenses and whispering to my friends "It's a freaking f 1.2" in hushed tones silently wondering if I can cash in my kids college funds for a lens that costs more than my own wedding did in 1992. I look at really really awful wedding albums and really really cool ones, and all in all start plotting for my season. Mostly, I get really really excited to start shooting some weddings!!

I'd show you some photos, but...well...what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.