Sometimes people aren't fond of having their picture taken. I find that these are usually the people who are happy for me to go off on a little wedding photo bender. Chai and Anthea were these people. This couple - ridiculously in love I might add - gave me the physical challenge of producing some work that would reflect their rambunctiously unique personalities. A difficult task considering they were to be married in the textbook tropical paradise of Port Douglas. So I did what any willing and able documentary photographer would do - I took them to the ghettoes of Port (well, more like back-arse suburbs. It was no Harlem). And they had no objections whatsoever.
As you can see from the sequence of events, we did everything out of order and against tradition, just the way I like it - bride and groom drinking moonshine out of mugs together well before the ceremony; location photos just before the ceremony; and everyone walking together through the streets and parks of Port Douglas to arrive at a sunset wedding. Anthea, her ma and their people did an exceptional job of transforming the Sugar Wharf into a giddy and perfect vintage and music-inspired haven. And don't even get me started on their friends and family - I arrived that morning only knowing two souls, and by the end of the night, had acquired an entire new family and entourage of friends. These were my kind of people.