Friday, March 26, 2010

Bobbette and Paul: Stopping a juggernaut

A sun-splashed ceremony on an unbelievably warm spring morning, and the brightest smile I've had the pleasure of photographing in quite a while — but this was not the best part of Bobbette and Paul's wedding.

Bobbette's smile is radiant, not only because her wedding day was coming together perfectly, but because she knows she is doing what many once believed was impossible. She is getting Paul the Great Juggernaut of Single Life to settle down.

Paul had a huge contingent of friends at their New Rochelle, New York ceremony — from his alma mater, Northwestern University, from his four-year stay in North Carolina, and from his native Texas — and they were all eager to roast him about the solemn oath he was abandoning. Before meeting Bobette more than a year ago, Paul had boasted repeatedly (bombastically, some say) that he would never marry.

Here's how how that prognostication turned out:

As a Texan might say, Bobbette fixed his little wagon.

Bobbette brought a large party to her side of the aisle, many from her native Jamaica, which made for the most exciting dance I've shot in a while.

Paul made a solemn new oath to Bobbette on their wedding day; judging only from the pictures I got of their day, I think she won't have any trouble holding him to this one.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

The Steve Pederson Progression, in The Roots Room

I discovered a tiny and wonderful club on Chicago's north side while seeking refuge from a particularly frigid night: The Roots Room. The entertainment schedule is heavy on reggae acts, but on this particular evening, the performers were Steve Pederson and his friends, The Steve Pederson Progression.

Small? Cozy? Intimate? I just call it cool.

The Progression is Steve's gathering of other guitarists, a couple of vocalists, and a couple of flute players.

Alcohol unneeded: The Roots Room's bar features the flavors of the Caribbean, which are all one needs to warm up in cold Chicago.