The last time I saw Phil was in Pretoria, South Africa in May of 2008, and it was during that time,
that I happened to frighten the poor fellow half to death upon our brief reunion. The fleeting
emotional torment I put him thru was unintentional, and in my defense, it's not like I snuck up
on him. No, instead I found myself actually running at him straight on, waving my hands in
the air, yelling with excitement, "PHIL! PHIL! PHIL! PHIL!"
that I happened to frighten the poor fellow half to death upon our brief reunion. The fleeting
emotional torment I put him thru was unintentional, and in my defense, it's not like I snuck up
on him. No, instead I found myself actually running at him straight on, waving my hands in
the air, yelling with excitement, "PHIL! PHIL! PHIL! PHIL!"
It was at that time that my heart sunk when I saw him scurrying away from me with lightning
reflexes and a look of pure terror on his face. I can't blame him though. At the time of our
previous encounter, I looked like this:
reflexes and a look of pure terror on his face. I can't blame him though. At the time of our
previous encounter, I looked like this:
Me, circa September 2007At the time I came up running to Phil in Pretoria in May 2008 and made him jump a bit, I
looked like this:
I wasn't offended. I was a bit heart broken that one of my good friends didn't recognize me,
but really, how could I blame him?
but really, how could I blame him?
Fast forward to February 2009. Phil calls me up after we have both returned stateside and
asks if I would photograph his wedding in July.
asks if I would photograph his wedding in July.
I say yes.
I flew down to McAllen, Texas in July. McAllen is wayyyy down near the bottom tip of Texas.
The weather was 175284 degrees, and not a shade tree in sight. Fortunately, I was actually
kind of used to that sort of weather after being in the Mpumalanga and Limpopo provinces
of South Africa for so long. Also fortunately, Phil had AC in his car when he picked me up.
kind of used to that sort of weather after being in the Mpumalanga and Limpopo provinces
of South Africa for so long. Also fortunately, Phil had AC in his car when he picked me up.
In short, the wedding went beautifully. I got to break out some of my dance moves AND
take pictures while the party was raging. My one mistake that evening might have been
moonwalking out of the dance circle I was heavily involved in, because after everyone
recovered from the shock of seeing it happen, for the rest of the nite the only thing the father
of the bride asked of me is to "Do that Michael Jackson thing again!"
take pictures while the party was raging. My one mistake that evening might have been
moonwalking out of the dance circle I was heavily involved in, because after everyone
recovered from the shock of seeing it happen, for the rest of the nite the only thing the father
of the bride asked of me is to "Do that Michael Jackson thing again!"
But a magician never does the same trick twice. Even if it is the moonwalk.
I ended up not going to sleep after the wedding. Instead I stayed up the entire nite lounging
between the hotel swimming pool and hot tub with some newly acquired amigos. It was a most
excellent weekend all around.
between the hotel swimming pool and hot tub with some newly acquired amigos. It was a most
excellent weekend all around.
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