In September of 2004 I photographed my first wedding – Brian and Carrie’s. I still remember it like it was just last weekend.
It’s an interesting story how I started as a wedding photographer. Carrie was a good friend of my wife Beth from college. Carrie had asked us whom to contract as a photographer for her wedding. We said, talk to this person. She did, she contracted that person. Fast forward 60 days prior to Carrie and Brian’s wedding and the photographer we vouched for calls Carrie and says “I can’t make your wedding, something else has come up.”

With Carrie and Brian in a tight spot, they turned back to us. With my background in art direction and also starting to shoot magazine covers and editorial features myself, they asked me “will you shoot our wedding.”
I said no.
Beth said “you should do it.”
The thing you need to know about Beth is she’s generally right when it comes to matters of the businesses we own. Case in point right here.
Get this.
For this first wedding we purchased one camera, a Canon 10D, two L series lenses, one 550 EX flash, and 4, 1GB Lexar CF memory cards.
(For perspective, we now carry 16GB of memory cards, 2 cameras, 5 flashes, and 5 L series lenses to a wedding shoot.)
The funny (scary actually) thing was I received all this equipment in the mail, with absolutely no idea how to use it days before the first wedding. (Did you know that Carrie?)
The best way to learn I’ve always said is to be put into a position where if you don’t learn fast you’ll be in really big trouble. You’ll either succeed or die. Great huh?
Well, it turned out the photos for Brian and Carrie’s wedding turned out good, really good. I recall viewing the final pictures on the computer back at home (the red house front porch, watch RedHouse: The Movie by clicking here) late after the wedding during a massive lightning storm. I knew being on the computer during that storm wasn’t the best idea, but I just couldn’t believe the pictures I was seeing. “I did this?” I said to myself over and over.
From there word-of-mouth took over. One bride talks to another, repeat, repeat, and repeat. Amazing how the circle of influence spreads the good news. The crowning achievement for myself personally was being accepted into the WPJA. For sure I thought this feat would be impossible. Turns out the impossible isn’t.
So here I am today, Sunday morning actually. Having just finished one of the sweetest love filled wedding days I have been a part — Lisa and Todd’s. This is my final wedding I’ll be photographing. My last wedding dance.
The first question I generally field at this point is, “why?” It’s an easy answer. It’s time. Our business has been blessed so much during our first 5 years, in wedding photography, in advertising agency accounts, in relationships. Now, 5 years later I’m seeing my creative energy needs to be focused on one front. On RedHouseMedia, the advertising agency. We’ll still use our cameras, our lenses, and our lights. But now we’ll selectively focus our photographic energies into advertising.
I thank each of our wedding clients for without you much of our success here at RedHouseMedia would have looked much different. For certain, I would never had the experience to work with people in real time. This lesson is invaluable and I think what really separates people who take pictures from photographers is this: photographers understand relationship is everything with the people they take pictures of. So thank you to our brides and grooms. Thank you for allowing us to be part of your amazing story. Thank you for trusting us with one of the most amazing days of your life. Thank you for you friendship.
Peace out.
Aaron W. Hautala





This past Labor Day 2009 marked my 13th year of working professionally in the advertising and publishing industries in Brainerd, Minnesota. Each time this Holiday rolls around I flash back to my very first Labor Day back in 1996. The day prior, I left my parent’s home on the Iron Range, and this time it was “for real.” Prior to that day it was just “for fake” in my mind, heading off to college, but ultimately knowing that I could always head back home.


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