On the first day of April, I experienced one of Southern California’s most beloved spring traditions: 50 acres of vibrant flowers stretched across a hillside overlooking the Pacific Ocean.
But I saw the city in a lovely new light last month while photographing a wedding for a dear friend and beautiful bride to be Jamila McRae. The day’s occasion took us all around town — from Suites at Bay to Reynolds Square to Telfair Square and the Jepson Center for the main event.
There are endless options for beautiful wedding venues in Savannah. If you closed your eyes and placed a finger on a random spot of a map of historic Savannah, chances are you’d still have a breathtaking wedding. But the Jepson Center, by far, is one of the more desired destinations. When Jamila messaged me to say she had booked the museum, I shrieked and tried to explain to my bewildered boyfriend (and second shooter) why this would be so gorgeous to capture.
For me, it’s the best place to connect with photographers and creative ventures that share a mutual respect for authenticity, craftsmanship and visual storytelling. But then there’s Folk Magazine.
With a following that’s currently 700K strong, Folk’s gorgeous Instagram page caught my eye a couple years ago and I immediately added #livefolk to my already-robust list of hashtags. At the time, the company appealed to me as a space to share and discover content from photographers around the globe. But it wasn’t until last year, after making my first and only purchase on their site, that I realized they’ve actually been preying on young creatives and getting away with it for years. Here’s my cautionary tale of how I was duked by Folk Magazine and what I’ve learned about them since then.