Bobbi Barbarich, photographer
“As we sit in the room of our suite on our one-year wedding anniversary, we’re sprawled out with a glass of wine, with our wedding photo album on our lap. You could ask us why it has taken us a year to be able to write Bobbi our review, but the truth is… we wondered once we had written our words, was our wedding done and dusted and over? Was it one door closed and then we would have to move onto the next?
Our wedding day… the most electric, peaceful, intimate, wild howlin’ to the moon, shooting stars kind of day where surely it feels impossible to wrap this up all in one photo album of love. Wrong. Bobbi twisted and rolled with our love story, frolicked through the cacti with us, wiped our tears, hugged and danced with us, clinked glasses with us, felt like our family and held space for us so loving and tightly – to which all we can see and feel throughout our photo album.
There are simply no words to express what our wedding album feels like; the weight of everything right up until we said I DO and thereafter, all within these pages of fire. Film magic, documentary, raw, movement, love. Safety. Home. Just when we thought that writing our review could close the chapter of this adventure, our wedding album lives on and the energy of the Similkameen Valley bursts through. Bobbi captured the wind… the colours, the laughter, tears of joy, tears of sadness as we mourned those who couldn’t be there with us on our day. Our wedding album is therapy; a door very much not closed as we feel goosebumps through the pages.
Maybe our review tells nothing, but everything at the same time. Bobbi captures everything – the crinkle of our noses with happiness, the cheeky sips of bourbon as we share our first kiss as husband and wife… the secret twinkle in the light. As day turned into the night, the wind continued through the valley – it guided us, it turned messy, we shaved our hair, our Dads were with us in the clouds, prosecco slammed to the concrete ground, tears shed, happiness roared. How does one capture that? Bobbi does. Every. Damn. Time. She carries our story through.
Real and visceral, explosive – that’s documentary photography and that is what Bobbi brings. Nothing more and nothing less than honesty. Searching for Bobbi took over 10 years; nothing felt quite right with others. What was missing, I couldn’t put my finger on it. With Bobbi you stop looking. As a fellow documentary photographer, Bobbi came into life as an older sister, an old friend that we had known for years but really had only just met. A shoulder, a guardian angel, and guidance. Bobbi is with us for life; she never felt like our wedding photographer, but our forever…”
