Fortunately for me, her metallic pieces will now hang at our offices in 3 Park Road - there is a huge one of lilacs that's 3' x 3' on aluminium so realistic in its interpretation, it would make a grown man cry; a selection of her fine art cards and of course her matted prints - all of flowers.
This particular image, no longer available, is close to my heart. Amanda was living in London and I was visiting the UK with Alex, my son (also a photographer). On a whim, we decided to go to Paris for the weekend. Each arrondisement gave way to another as we walked from dawn to dusk. Alex and Amanda were shooting and in their own form of digital ecstasy. I tried not to be bored, anxious to move on and explore the city.
On the way to the Louvre, we walked down this long winding street; earlier it had been softly drizzling but the grey clouds slowly, slowly parted and gave way to a gentle sun - nothing happens fast in Paris. Amanda stood with one foot in the road and the other on the sidewalk. So positioned, she captured the shimmering reflection of the church's dome and steeple.
Long after we returned to Bermuda, she showed me her Paris. At that very moment, I realized she had utterly and completely captured the spirit of Paris; both mysterious and obvious, feminine and strong. Mostly charming, often rude yet always full of character. But most of all, you never really understand the essence of Paris unless you are truly patient. In her own time, but only if you wait, she will slowly unveil herself to you. Much like a woman.
Amanda has a passion for hearts. It's not a secret, she finds them everywhere but most of all, in nature.
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