At weddings, hands give and receive rings, raise toasts, hands reach for other hands, hands wave in the air, caress and comfort loved ones.
Hands intrude into images from the sides at random, big and blurred and obscuring the action, creating tension, creating mystery. I love it when that happens. Tension and mystery build a story. What’s going on here…
Hands hide faces when the best man reveals something he shouldn’t have and then applaud him anyway, all sins forgiven and forgotten.
Hands make feelings known.