It seems utterly impossible that I got to capture Ira and Igor. Again. Let me explain.
I grew up in Odesa, Ukraine. So did Ira. We went to the same English school and saw each other at various school competitions. And, naturally, we didn't like each other very much. Was it the teenage hormones, (un)healthy competition, or a little bit of both - that's hard to tell. We saw each other again on a trip to London, UK (organized by the same English school) and disliked each other again.
As fate would have it, we both ended up in Toronto years later. Ira reached out, I replied, we met, and then didn't see each other for a while.
For some reason, the universe kept bringing us back to each other. And while I still look for that divine reason, I'll leave you with these pictures. I'm happy to report that Ira and I are now close friends. Sergiy, my partner and associate photographer, and I photographed their wedding not too long ago, and now had the priviledge to capture this incredible milestone in their life - awaiting their newest family member.
