» Cameron Faye Photography: Destination Wedding Photographer


You can say that Cameron Faye Photography has been in quite the transition season. One that has honestly been the most exciting to date. The past three years, my AMAZING husband has been shooting with me here and there. Each year, each season, it became more and more. I will never forget the first wedding we shot together. We were 6 months married, and I brought him along to second shoot a wedding at this gorgeous mountain vineyard in Virginia. Now, other than sitting in our first little home asking, “Would you want to second shoot a wedding in Virginia with me this coming June?”let me rewind and tell you what really lead him to start second shooting with me…

I had just finished a really busy spring season while he was playing baseball, we moved into our farmhouse, he started his new job and I was heading into a packed summer. He was working weekdays and I was working weekends. That summer, only 4 of my weddings were local. I took on side sessions (engagements, bridals, families, etc) in the evenings on the weekdays right when he would get off work because that’s when my clients became available (and hello, golden light!). We honestly started to see that we were living our lives “in passing.” I remember we had this unspoken understanding that this is not how we wanted the pace of our lives or marriage to go. So when we finally sat down to discuss him starting to second shoot with me and travel with me, it not only was such a fun and exciting conversation but we were finishing each others sentences and could really just feel the Lords hand all over it. We spent the next couple month’s training, training, and more training. Here I was teaching this baseball player/accountant how to work a camera (go ahead and insert “Lord have mercy.”) But kid you not, I tell people all the time, it was so much easier working with a blank canvas, then undoing someone else’s artistic eye to match your own. Sam was not training to go start his own thing, he was not trying to build his own portfolio, he was learning and soaking up all the training solely for us and this business that he had watched me start from ground up. If anything training him took be back to the basics. Hearing his questions and looking at his excitement, going through his photos with him, took me back to all those days in college where I stayed up all night researching, playing around with my camera, looking up mentorships, you name it. His hunger to learn and help me, completely revived this sort of burnt out state I was feeling.

I remember I would turn almost all the lights off in the house and ask him, “Okay, what would you do in this situation.” I remember we would run outside in the middle of the day when there was not a cloud in the sky and say, “Okay babe, what would you be on, or where would you go if this was the lighting of someone’s first look.” It was so fun!!

So fast forward to that first wedding we did in Virginia together, and you guys, MY JAW still drops when I think of how much he killed it. Not to mention, I’ll never forget what it felt like to work with my husband for the first time. But let’s be honest, doing a good job and being a good photographer, and being a part of someone’s wedding day is so much more then camera techniques. It’s about what you carry, how you treat and serve your couples, the energy you give for those 10 hours, the moments that allow you to pray with the bride and groom, the hugs, the handing tissues, the calming down nerves. It’s more about who you are then what you do. And that is something that cannot be taught. That is something you just have. And never once did I have to train Sam to carry my mission, to carry my heart for this business on his sleeves. And I know I might be bias, but my husband is someone that everyone should have around on their day. He’s calm and steady, and serves with his whole heart.

From that June 2015 he started second shooting with me a whole lot more. Obviously he was so busy working full time as an accountant, and we were also in the very beginning stages in the massive project of restoring our barn. So weekends were precious to him. So he would only second shoot the weddings that were traveling for, or ones that my other second shooters had weddings of their own.

In 2016 we ended up shooting 16 weddings together out of the 25 I had that year. All the sudden we felt like we blinked and we were definitely more than a part time husband and wife team. I want to mention that throughout the last three years Sam has always had a huge part to play this business. Being an accountant and a numbers/organized genius, he had been handling the bookkeeping and a lot more of the behind the scenes business side of things. When he would have a super slow day at work he would always text me, “What can I do for you today?” or “Send me some emails or contracts or invoices I can take off your chest.” He was always a lot more passionate about this then what he was doing.

2017 rolled in and the Lord was definitely stirring up a lot in my husband’s heart about where he was currently at his job. He beasted through tax season, spent every Saturday from February-April in that cubicle of his while I was finally in my “off season.” Mid April came around with us celebrating tax season being over and gearing up for my busy season to just get started. I could go on and on and on in sharing all that the Lord was putting on our hearts through multiple people speaking into us, things that were going on at the firm he was at, and just really praying about the direction the Lord would have Sam go. But to sum it all up as quickly as possibly, July 22nd Sam pulled the plug, quit his job and decided to come along side of me full time. Neither one of knew that becoming a husband and wife team would happen this soon.  Years ago, I would have laughed even thinking that thought at all. But when the Lord makes it known the doors he’s opening and the ones He’s closing, you just have to press into Him with your palms up and follow him. There is so much freedom in trusting Him.

So you might be asking what this all looks like for us right now? We sometimes ask ourselves that question (haha). Sam is going to be shooting the rest of my weddings with me this fall/next spring and summer. He will take on sessions, that I can’t do due to already being booked, or possibly being on call to photograph a birth. We both sit in my office and have this “You cull, I edit” type of workflow right now. He does most of the packaging and mailing out, writing up contracts, invoices, etc. He tackles a lot of emails, while I do most of the phone or coffee consults. Having him be a part of this is allowing us to take on more. More sessions, more coffee dates with my couples, faster turnarounds, more posting (hello blog and website that I neglected for 2 years. YIKES).

There is so much in my creative brain that I want to make happen. And to be honest, I feel as though I could never actually execute it due to just drowning in doing so much of the behind the scenes work on my own. And believe me, I know that there are plenty of people out there making a lot happen. But are you thriving, in doing so? Or are you just surviving? You might be thriving in numbers, in your bank account, your “following” on instagram, etc. But is your soul thriving. Are you taking care of yourself? Are new dreams that the Lord has put in you still on the back burner because you simply are just being a “photo dispenser” (truly how I felt most days). My heart dances and my head spins with ideas daily. Mentorships, workshops in our barn, highlight films for more labor and deliveries, writing, teaching, and my list goes on. Sam knows all these things. He said it best, “I am ready to help you execute these things that you have talked about for so long.” Yes, it starts with believing in yourself more, letting go of fear, becoming more of morning person (haha), setting boundaries, but it also starts with building a team and having help in the everyday tasks of running this full time business.

It is crazy for me to release so much of what I did on my own for so long, in someone else’s hands. But what better person to hand stuff over too then the person who knows me best. He truly is my other half (besides my literal twin sister haha). I’ve learned a lot about letting go, but I believe that it is in our letting go, and surrender to control everything, that we are able to fully live, to deeply discover, and to simplify in order to magnify the one who created this all!

Thank you Jesus for this calling, for this opportunity to capture love stories. We welcome this new and oh so exciting chapter of our lives with our palms up ready and fully expectant for all you are going to do.

And to my husband. Thank you for everything. You are my biggest supporter, my deepest encourager, my favorite dreamer of big and wild dreams. You are a born entrepreneur. Your voice hushes all the voices of doubt and fear in my head. You are so teachable and yet you have taught me SO much. There is no other person that has watched this from the beginning as close up as you and I just thank you for braving this wild journey with me! Let’s do this thing!


I will never be able to put into words what it’s like to witness your sister give birth. This day will forever be cemented in my heart as I watched my sisters brave heart and strong spirit completely surrender to Jesus in a way that was humbling and so empowering . I remember her tears, her crying out help, but I also remember the way she still managed to smile and laugh in between the pain. I remember her shaking, yet staying so calm. I remember watching her husband Adam completely be her rock and encourage her in powerful unforgettable ways. I remember her nurse coming up to me and my twin saying “your sister is so strong and I am so inspired by her.”

I remember Lauren called us Thursday night letting us know that she was feeling a ton of pressure and she thought things were gonna pick up later that night. So my twin, her baby boy, my mom, and I drove to Charleston at 9:00 and were there by midnight. I could hear Lauren working through contractions right when I walked in the door. I remember Lauren and I stayed downstairs, so we could let everyone else get some shut eye before things got intense. I made the couch into a bed and we stayed up till 3:30 chatting in between contractions and helping her through them when they came on. It was crazy, and hard to watch her in so much pain, but we both to this day talk about how it is one of our sweetest sister memories.  At around 4:30 a.m. her contractions had stopped, she went to bed, and woke up actually super discouraged that her labor had stalled. However little did we know that when her and Adam left later that morning for what was suppose to be a “check up” and them meeting us out for lunch afterwards turned into a phone call saying, “She’s 6 cm and we are having this baby soon.” My twin sister and I jumped in the car and got to the hospital as fast as we could. Her labor was fast but with fast came an intensity of pain that only Jesus could carry her through. Lauren had her mind on being finished, and Addie girl being on her chest, and it was amazing to watch the joy she held onto for that future moment got her through the pain in the current moments. I learned a whole lot about life, about birth, about the power of the mind, and simply how great our God is through my sister, through her team, through watching my twin look into her eyes and relate to her, through Adam fully trusting and believing she had this.

I could go on and on but for now I will let these pictures speak of an amazing story. I also had the honor of making a short documentary film of these moments that you can watch here.  And yes, little Levi meeting his baby sister for the first time is something I still think about almost everyday. Life is such gift. Thank you Jesus!

I walked up to this sweet heavenly place already an emotional wreck and full of anticipation for the way God was gonna show up. Not only did it mean so much for to be back at the place I got married again, but Sarah and Cole are those people you just feel so honored to have met, let alone capture the day God was joining them together. Sarah and Cole (as you will see below) were one of the most joyful bride and grooms I have ever seen. Their day was full of intentional moments whether that was hugging her grandmother before her dress went on. Laughing hysterically with her bridesmaides when they got to the last botton on of her dress and realized they had been “off one” the entire time. She wanted her mom and sister to be a part of the first look with her dad. She gave her parents gifts and prayed with them, and actually wanted that time to be just the three of them.  She wanted to get lost in time of prayer with her girls before the ceremony while we listened to them rehearse the worship songs they chose.

Cole and her have the biggest heart for the disabled (they shared a lot about that when I met them for coffee) and seeing all their sweet friends come as they were and dance the night away with them brought tears to my eyes. It was literally a glimpse of heaven to see some of those angels faces light up around them.

And lastly, I will say this. Any wedding that gets so lost in the message of their ceremony and in worship to where they just want to keep worshiping at the alter till the sun goes down, is one that I will never forget. I watched their disabled friends read scripture, I watched everyone stand in worship and tears roll down the entire wedding party’s faces. I watched Cole pull her in tighter and tighter each moment they were getting closer to being announced husband and wife. It was an hour and a half of worship in the loft of barn. For a moment the photographer part of me stood by the back window at one point and, saw the sun go down and thought “oh no! Pictures!” But as I turned around, seeing the market lights begin to lite up more, seeing a bride and groom give praise to their king, seeing their dream become their greatest role in life, the Lord stopped me, reminding me and making me still in knowing that this is what it’s all about.

After the ceremony they hugged each and every guest and ushered each row out to their reception. It took a while but I loved watching their faces join each guest thanking them for coming. After that last row, we all three looked at each other and hurried outside to atleast get the last bit of light before it was pitch dark. They were laughing and squealing over how long their ceremony was while we made our way outside. They said “Cam, capture what you can. We care more about what happened up there then the perfect pictures.” Yall, 8 months later and I still think about that phrase on a daily basis. Making the most of this sweet time, I told them to walk away, share as many kisses as they could, twirl barefoot in your dress, and carry her up onto the reception. It was so fun and so cool to experience the utter joy of this day with them.

Grateful for this opportunity, grateful to still the sweetest moments of their beginning. Hope you enjoy friends.

This day, this story, the story of Evie will always be a story that holds nothing but joy and the Lords faithfulness. It’s a story that will always start and end with saying, “Only God”. It was a day that I saw so many “God winks” and one that I will forever be honored to have been a part of. I want these images to speak of the this story more than my words are capable of. However, I want to share with you just a further glimpse into the unfolding gift this day was.

About two months before Evie was born, I was in Nashville with my brand new nephew and I had an extrememly vivid dream that I photographed Hopes labor. I woke up remembering almost every detail and I wanted so badly to immediately text Hope and let her know. However, knowing and respecting how personal of a decision it is to have someone photograph your labor, I knew it wasn’t my place to bring it up or ask. I knew that if it was meant to be, the Lord would make it happen and put it on her heart somehow someway. Well, fast forward about 10 minutes and I rolled over in bed grabbed my phone and saw a text from Hope saying, “Cammy, how would you feel about photographing our Labor and Delivery. Spyro and I would love to have you there.” I MEAN WHAT?! Yall, I can’t make this stuff up. I am pretty sure we were dreaming the same dream at the same time.

With Hope being due in in April and me being in the thick of wedding season, I knew that the Lord was gonna make the very small window of time possible for me to be able to be there. Let’s just say that Hope went into labor 2 weeks and 2 days early. Not only was I able to be there but my two sisters were BOTH in town and were able to go to the hospital in the beginning stages of her labor and pray over her.

Things were going to take a while so Hope and Spyro decided it was best if I went home and they would call me when things started to pick up. I told them to make sure to let me know when she was 7 or 8 cm. Being on call that whole day and mostly throughout the night was so fun and such a rush. I slept with my phone on full blast on my chest, my camera bag was in my car, my shoes were right next to my bedsie and I even decided to sleep with my twin since she was up every 2 hours nursing her baby boy. I knew if I was in her room, I wouldn’t fall into a deep sleep and would be ready to get out the door ASAP when they called me. Well, thank goodness I did. At around 4:50 Spyro called and said “It’s go time Cam. She is about to start pushing!” What?! Shes a 10? Shes pushing? I threw on my shoes, and made a 30 minute drive to the hospital in 17 minutes, praying the whole time  I would make it. I arrived at the hospital at 5:20 a.m. and sweet Evie was born at 5:33 a.m. When I got in the room, I could see that Evie was crowning. My camera was already around me, I grabbed Hopes hand letting her know she could do this and it was such a sweet moment watching her and Spyro in these final moments before they were about to welcome either their baby girl or baby boy into the world.

Yes, I must add that Hope and Spyro decided to be surprised with finding out the gender. Oh the rush, the adrenaline, the excitement that flooded the room was undescribable. Hearing Spyro say “OH MY GOD, IT’S A GIRL!” and watching Hope start sobbing with joy and also a little shock was something I will never forget. Evie was put on her chest right when the song “Good Good father” started playing. Which is why we chose that to be the song to the highlight film of this day. As Hope said, “I just felt an overwhelming joy, peace, and euphoric happiness. Evie was here! Ofcourse it’s Evie! It was the most amazing moment of my entire life.”

Oh sweet Evie, you are so adored. This story will always be summed up by saying “He is a good good father.”