A wedding story · Bantayan Island, Cebu
Ana & Migs, barefoot.
01 The day
They wanted no ballroom, no shoes and no schedule. We got a sandbar, a borrowed bangka and a sunset that showed up twelve minutes early.
Ana and Migs met on a ferry to Santa Fe, so a Bantayan wedding was never really a question. The ceremony was under a single acacia tree, the reception on the sand, and the guest list was mostly people who had been on that same ferry.
I shot the day with two digital bodies and one roll of black & white film, which became their three darkroom prints. Below is a strip from the day, the way I first saw it: in order, unedited, on a contact sheet.
02 Roll 07 · Bantayan
The day, frame by frame.
The generator gave up at seven, so dinner was by candlelight. Nobody asked for the lights back.
Frame 15 · 35mm · f/1.4 · 1/125 · ISO 3200
The morning after, the guests took the first ferry home. Ana and Migs took the last one.
Frame 15A · shot on a phone, because the camera was already packed
“We forgot she was there. Then the photos came and we remembered everything.”