Annie & Tyson’s New York Public Library Elopement
Annie and Tyson met in Adelaide, at a festival, mostly by accident. Tyson had come with friends and lost them, so he spent the night with Annie and hers instead. They watched a band, they danced, and it was easy in the way that’s hard to explain. The next night Annie left a 21st birthday party to meet him in the city. Tyson spotted her coming through the crowd in a yellow dress, and that was more or less that.
What struck them both was how little there was to figure out. Within a few years they’d been through five weeks in Europe, a Bali trip where Tyson proposed, a puppy named Frida, a three-day drive to a new chapter in Perth, and a plan to build a house. None of it complicated, all of it easy. For the wedding they flew about as far from Adelaide as a person can, all the way to New York and the steps of the New York Public Library, to make it official in the middle of the city.
A yellow dress, then a ride through the city in a yellow cab
The day started at Bryant Park: portraits by the fountain and the old carousel before the short walk over to the library. At five, on the NYPL steps, they had the ceremony they wanted: simple, unfussy, no ring exchange, just vows they’d written and the city going about its evening around them. A Super 8 camera caught it in grain.
A yellow cab picked them up at the Fifth Avenue entrance and took them downtown: in-motion photos through Midtown, a stop at the Washington Square arch and fountain, a quick game of park chess, then out to the West Village to walk the blocks around Grove and Bedford. Stoops, crosswalks, neighborhood corners. Their photographer shot it candid and let it move. They came halfway around the world to stand on some library steps and keep it easy, which for two people who mostly wanted to be together and laughing was the whole point.
