Loure Studios

Loure Studios Houston wedding photographers capturing real moments, emotion, and timeless wedding stories. I ended up falling in love with the practice of portraiture.

My photographer origin story starts with going to school for theoretical mathematics. I met my wife at University and after graduation we decided to move out of the states and travel. It was on this global adventure through Africa and Europe where I would do street photography everyday which led us on many paths to meet many lifelong friends. Doing photography abroad opened many doors to me that w

ould have otherwise been closed and in doing so truly became my passion. from weddings to portrait shoots, photography remains the medium I choose to tell the stories of the people I meet.

For a moment, the sun shines through love and the whole world bends around them.
05/12/2026

For a moment, the sun shines through love and the whole world bends around them.

Houston finally gave us a little sunlight and Andrea and Jackson drifted through the city like the storm had finally bro...
05/07/2026

Houston finally gave us a little sunlight and Andrea and Jackson drifted through the city like the storm had finally broken, that warm air after the rain wrapping around em while the skyline glowed in the distance and every photo felt like the kind of moment people spend years lookin for then miss entirely when it finally shows up

Some of my favorite shots from the past couple months. Grateful that we get to meet so many amazing people. I truly cher...
05/04/2026

Some of my favorite shots from the past couple months. Grateful that we get to meet so many amazing people. I truly cherish these moments and I hope it shows.

05/01/2026

This is what it looks like when the people behind the camera actually give a damn.

Amber and Dilan in Louisiana, the night warm, the future already on the way, rings glowing and a white hat tipped toward...
04/23/2026

Amber and Dilan in Louisiana, the night warm, the future already on the way, rings glowing and a white hat tipped toward forever. They moved like love knows the road home.

In Louisiana, where the air hangs heavy and the music always feels close, Dilan holds Amber like a man already carrying ...
04/22/2026

In Louisiana, where the air hangs heavy and the music always feels close, Dilan holds Amber like a man already carrying tomorrow. Mexican roots, family pride, a child on the way, and that old human act of faith, choosing one person against all the noise of the world. Some weddings feel like a party. Some feel like destiny.

Somewhere in Louisiana, with the room humming loud and the lights cutting through the dark like a border-town jukebox at...
04/19/2026

Somewhere in Louisiana, with the room humming loud and the lights cutting through the dark like a border-town jukebox at midnight, Dilan and Amber took the floor. He wore a cowboy hat with the kind of confidence you inherit, not buy. The blood of rancheros, hard workers, men who built things with their hands and loved their families fiercely. She held him close like she understood exactly what she had. That’s love in its purest form. Not polished. Not staged. Not made for strangers online. Just two people swaying slow while generations stand quietly in the room with them. The old world, the new world, Mexico, Louisiana, family, faith, sacrifice, all of it somehow meeting in one dance. We were lucky enough to be there when it happened.

Marriage is a fractal. It starts with two people, small and quiet, and then it spreads, repeating itself in ways you don...
04/15/2026

Marriage is a fractal. It starts with two people, small and quiet, and then it spreads, repeating itself in ways you don’t even notice at first. Lives tangle together, families form, kids grow up watching it, absorbing it, until one day they step into the same pattern themselves. Not identical, never exact, but familiar in a way that feels almost inevitable. Love doesn’t just happen once. It echoes, expands, and keeps going.

Shot at Art Noveau wedding venue using their ample amount of Tiffany lamps as a motif.

Dungeons and Dragons, but not the kind you play for a few hours and forget about. The kind you live inside for a night, ...
04/10/2026

Dungeons and Dragons, but not the kind you play for a few hours and forget about. The kind you live inside for a night, where the candles burn low, the room feels like a tavern on the edge of something dangerous, and every laugh, every glance, every roll of the dice feels like it actually matters. Sam and Jennifer didn’t pose for anything, because wedding photography isn’t posed, it’s lived. It’s in the way their people showed up fully, no masks, no pretense, just chaos, love, and something real underneath it all. You don’t direct this kind of night, you witness it. You follow it as it unfolds, messy and unpredictable, like any good story worth telling.

Boston. She wasn’t kind, and never tried to be, a cold that cuts through your bones and streets that feel like they’ve s...
04/08/2026

Boston. She wasn’t kind, and never tried to be, a cold that cuts through your bones and streets that feel like they’ve seen too much and don’t care if you make it through the night, and then COVID hit and the city went quiet like someone pulled the plug on everything human, but somehow that’s when it got louder for me, empty trains and locked doors and places I had no business being in, camera in hand doing things I probably shouldn’t admit out loud, photographing UFC fighters through broken lenses like the glass had been in more fights than they had, shooting fashion on a toy camera that had no right working, dragging hundred-year-old film bodies onto beaches and through back rooms where nothing about it made sense, cherry blossoms buried under fresh snow like the seasons forgot what they were doing, warehouse parties that felt illegal in more ways than one, like the whole world had slipped off its axis and we were just riding it out in the dark, and the photos came out the same way it all felt, loud, colorful, a little unhinged, alive, because that’s what Boston was, unforgiving and tough as hell, but somehow still a damn good time.

04/07/2026

Weddings aren’t posed. They’re loud, messy, a little out of control and exactly how they should be.

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Tuesday 9am - 5pm
Wednesday 9am - 5pm
Thursday 9am - 5pm
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