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Wedding without glamor
Author: I do not just have to shoot the wedding, but more often to order, and I did not feel free in terms of creativity. It was necessary to please the customer to photos to get a "beautiful as they", "like everyone else."
But here again come August - the season of weddings. And this time I was lucky enough to get to the usual rural wedding. Not formal, not limited by some stereotypes and it is not clear who invented the protocol.
I came to the village Koltyugino, 30 kilometers away from Tara, the district center of Omsk region, where on the courtyard and in the homes of the bride and groom in full were preparing for an early holiday.
House of the bride Svetlana was easily recognized by the posters and balloons on the door and a crowd of curious villagers of all ages. Weddings in the northern villages of Omsk now rare in young people leaving the city, so Koltyugino wedding Svetlana and Paul became a universal rural holiday. On it, I'm sure people will long remember then.
First I watched the people hurrying to the house of the groom or bride, depending on who is who relatives.
As rural people sincerely believe they put on their best clothes and fashion. However, to who and what has come to a celebration in the village of almost no one pays as much attention as at weddings in the city.
On my visit and my lens almost nobody pays attention. Sister of the bride mother's help with the preparation of meals for the festive table and most Svetlana - wear unusual for everyday life white outfits. Some of the men under the noise and bustle of the pre-break the fast in a hurry - wipe the course of a glass or two, the benefit that the groom's father caught up almost an entire jar of moonshine.
Both houses women cook and remember their wedding, the men smoke and groom give Pasha "wise" advice. At the same time in the open air, in the yard of the house of the groom, served table. Not something that in a city where the wedding take place in canteens, cafes, where the dark and stuffy and, as they say, there is no place to spit.
The bride and groom go to the house of marriage, the district registry office.
There's nothing interesting - a routine procedure, but I noticed that many of the guests, not to mention parents, crying.
On the way back, approaching the next bridge on the road to turn on a country road, the groom endured his bride in his arms. This tradition! And the three bridges on the way home.
I went ahead wedding car and on the way saw the shepherds that are ready for the next "peretyagu." Cellular communication in the village there, so the men were not warned when the couple go. As it turned out from the conversation, they are guarded by the side of the bride and groom more than one hour.
Already in the village street wedding train young villagers overlap. Today legally possible to take a ransom. Negotiable. And he has been very lively and natural.
First of all, walking on a rural wedding surprises with its sincerity.
Tamada - a friend, a cook - friends parents, accordion - a relative, everyone knows each other.
Feast is a natural normal course, without a given scenario, as well as told to the heart and soul, and even, perhaps, hops that relaxes people to a state where the soul becomes wide open.
Competitions are held in high esteem - obscene limericks, and newfound mother-guys decided to ride in a cart.
Out of a rural wedding or paper medals or honor, which I was so tired at other weddings. And dancing is not at the invitation of the host, and when they want.
At first I was surprised wedding organization, despite the fact that it actually took place by gravity. As the river - flowing winds, bent horseshoe goes from the pool to pleso ...
Toastmasters is usually difficult to cope with such a noisy campaign. But soon I noticed all the "post" distributed by themselves. Who on the farm (now - the co-op) accountant, and the money collected at the wedding.
Especially famously danced at the wedding of a "bull's-eye" and obscene limericks.
Rural wedding can not be compared to glamor with the city, but it does, as the song goes, "sang and danced, and the wings of this wedding was carried into the distance ...»
I saw happy people. Free and open-minded. They walk that way, because they like to walk. Be yourself, and do not portray someone and for someone - it can afford only strong people. And not simpletons these rural men and women, boys and girls, as it might seem at first glance. They - the real.
Source: www.bbc.co.uk
But here again come August - the season of weddings. And this time I was lucky enough to get to the usual rural wedding. Not formal, not limited by some stereotypes and it is not clear who invented the protocol.
I came to the village Koltyugino, 30 kilometers away from Tara, the district center of Omsk region, where on the courtyard and in the homes of the bride and groom in full were preparing for an early holiday.
House of the bride Svetlana was easily recognized by the posters and balloons on the door and a crowd of curious villagers of all ages. Weddings in the northern villages of Omsk now rare in young people leaving the city, so Koltyugino wedding Svetlana and Paul became a universal rural holiday. On it, I'm sure people will long remember then.
First I watched the people hurrying to the house of the groom or bride, depending on who is who relatives.
As rural people sincerely believe they put on their best clothes and fashion. However, to who and what has come to a celebration in the village of almost no one pays as much attention as at weddings in the city.
On my visit and my lens almost nobody pays attention. Sister of the bride mother's help with the preparation of meals for the festive table and most Svetlana - wear unusual for everyday life white outfits. Some of the men under the noise and bustle of the pre-break the fast in a hurry - wipe the course of a glass or two, the benefit that the groom's father caught up almost an entire jar of moonshine.
Both houses women cook and remember their wedding, the men smoke and groom give Pasha "wise" advice. At the same time in the open air, in the yard of the house of the groom, served table. Not something that in a city where the wedding take place in canteens, cafes, where the dark and stuffy and, as they say, there is no place to spit.
The bride and groom go to the house of marriage, the district registry office.
There's nothing interesting - a routine procedure, but I noticed that many of the guests, not to mention parents, crying.
On the way back, approaching the next bridge on the road to turn on a country road, the groom endured his bride in his arms. This tradition! And the three bridges on the way home.
I went ahead wedding car and on the way saw the shepherds that are ready for the next "peretyagu." Cellular communication in the village there, so the men were not warned when the couple go. As it turned out from the conversation, they are guarded by the side of the bride and groom more than one hour.
Already in the village street wedding train young villagers overlap. Today legally possible to take a ransom. Negotiable. And he has been very lively and natural.
First of all, walking on a rural wedding surprises with its sincerity.
Tamada - a friend, a cook - friends parents, accordion - a relative, everyone knows each other.
Feast is a natural normal course, without a given scenario, as well as told to the heart and soul, and even, perhaps, hops that relaxes people to a state where the soul becomes wide open.
Competitions are held in high esteem - obscene limericks, and newfound mother-guys decided to ride in a cart.
Out of a rural wedding or paper medals or honor, which I was so tired at other weddings. And dancing is not at the invitation of the host, and when they want.
At first I was surprised wedding organization, despite the fact that it actually took place by gravity. As the river - flowing winds, bent horseshoe goes from the pool to pleso ...
Toastmasters is usually difficult to cope with such a noisy campaign. But soon I noticed all the "post" distributed by themselves. Who on the farm (now - the co-op) accountant, and the money collected at the wedding.
Especially famously danced at the wedding of a "bull's-eye" and obscene limericks.
Rural wedding can not be compared to glamor with the city, but it does, as the song goes, "sang and danced, and the wings of this wedding was carried into the distance ...»
I saw happy people. Free and open-minded. They walk that way, because they like to walk. Be yourself, and do not portray someone and for someone - it can afford only strong people. And not simpletons these rural men and women, boys and girls, as it might seem at first glance. They - the real.
Source: www.bbc.co.uk
