I am a wife to a handsome bearded guy and mother to way too many rescue animals. Most days you can find me in my home office rockin’ some fuzzy slippers, a top knot, and yoga pants. I secretly wish I could sing and dance, so you might even catch me bustin’ a move at your reception. My favorite thing to shoot these days are emotions. Skinny Pop is my favorite snack food ever. Spanx, button down shirts, and gluten are my nemeses. I am a photojournalist at heart. I just love those candid, unplanned moments. I kinda hate posing people for portraits. I would much rather tell you to sing or dance, or tell me a funny story so I can catch you acting naturally.
But you can call me Buie. Everyone calls me Buie . . . even Cara. One of my main goals in life is to make as many animal friends as possible. If it has fur or feathers then we are basically best friends. When I'm not feeding or playing with our menagerie, I like to create and to learn - from history to philosophy to religion to languages; I love it. People fascinate me. I also love movies. The more epic the better. I will completely nerd out with you over our favorite movies or series. I'm a huge dork and I gave up fighting it a long time ago. If you catch me at home I'm probably reading or watching something, but either way I'll have a ball of fur in my lap.
Hello, I'm Brent!
I'm Cara Beth!
In 2008 we lived in Little Rock, Arkansas and were quietly working on careers that had nothing to do with photography. Monday through Friday we worked our 9-5's and on the weekends we did what all newlyweds do: we hung out with friends, got caught up on household chores, and felt that spike of dread in our stomachs at 9:00 every Sunday night because we had to be at work Monday morning.
But Cara had a camera.
Cara had been in love with photography since she was a teenager. Creating beautiful images - mostly nature - was a major pastime for her. Anyone that knew Cara, knew her as the girl with the camera. And eventually, it happened: one of Cara's co-workers asked her to photograph her wedding. It was going to be a small affair and it really wouldn't take that long if she wouldn't mind? Always down to try something new, Cara agreed. And she roped her husband into coming with her.
It was hot. We had no idea what we were doing. We had no plan. And it was hot! SO hot! But we made it.
As soon as the day was over and we got in the car to head home, we looked at each other and said, "We are NEVER doing that again."
Then there was another one. Someone had seen the photos from that first wedding and liked them?! What?
Brent tried to get out of it. But Cara had already agreed and that was that.
And then, you guessed it, a couple of months later, we got another request. But since the last wedding - the second EVER - a couple of things happened pretty quickly.
Brent saw a photograph of his grandfather as a young man for the first time, and Cara suffered a death in her family - her grandfather.