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Amanda II

(Intro from Amanda I)

JAY: I had never thought about having a child. My wife, L.A., thought otherwise. I of course fell in love with Amanda and started photographing her even before she was born.
 
She is now a young woman who has wit, wisdom, and a wicked sense of humor. I stand in awe of her. She is amazing. She also hates when I compliment her so I’m getting great joy here.
 
I followed her everywhere, inside the bank and everywhere else. I was so afraid of missing moments that I had extra cameras hanging on hooks outside of each room.
 
L.A. was instrumental in making this all happen. She was, and is, the best mom this kid could have had.
 
I was 62 when she was born and I just knew that this kid was going to be a Lulu. So I decided that she should be named Lulu.
 
The nurse-administrator thought otherwise.
 
“No child that I do the paperwork for is going to be stuck with that name just cause her dumbass father thinks it’s cute.”
 
Hence, Amanda.
 
Amanda did turn out to be a lulu and a joy. She claims I “ruined her life” and embarrassed her a “million times” by always pointing my damn camera at her (she loves looking at the pictures now).
 
As I’m now crowding 90, I beg her not to take pictures of my half dressed, decrepit self. She just continues, smiles and says, “Payback’s a bitch, ain’t it Dad?”
 
And L.A. just laughs and laughs.
 
PS – There are 54 more boxes, of 750 slides each, of Amanda to edit…
         when I’m older.


AMANDA: Most fathers take their children inside during a snowstorm. Most fathers tell their children not to use expensive technical equipment as a jungle gym. Most father do not publish pictures of their toddlers—via feats of incredible gymnastic flexibility—inspecting their own reproductive anatomy. My father is not most fathers. He is a man who looked at all of the above scenarios and thought to himself, “what a shot!” best not disturb the creature in her natural environment. But that impulse is exactly what makes this body of work more than just the saccharine showing off of an old, doting father.
 
These photos are evidence of the fact that I had much more freedom than most children. My mother and father let me paint my body and surrounding with just about any material—or food group—that caught my interest. They did not discipline me when I pulled apart drawers, suitcases, or pocketbooks. They did not yell when I poured out all of my sand sculptures on the ground to create a “beach” in front of the area heater in our bathroom, or when I filled it with about twenty rolls of shredded toilet paper so that my mom would not be sad that we hadn’t gotten any snow that winter. My father, who is by no means a patient man, even spared my young life, upon one occasion, when I thought it would be an exciting experiment to crouch down and pee directly into a box of slides he was about to edit. All for the sake of keeping my young imagination free.
 
People who have never met me, regularly tell my father that these are their favorite of his photos, and I used to wonder how that could be. But, with age, I have come to love these photos just as much, because I have realized what they really are: they are just as much a portrait of my father as they are of me. Taking pictures of me playing was his form of play and, in that way, he was always just another kid in the room.
 
My dad is a big kid. He looks at the world with the same sense of wonder and curiosity as kids do. He likes to take things apart to see how they work, just like kids do—he is really just a toddler with access to cameras, cigars, and a budget. But that is exactly what makes his work what it is: he is not concerned with presenting something complex to his viewer—he is concerned with sharing with them his excitement of what he is seeing and with bringing them into his world of play.
 
He has said his whole philosophy can be summarized by two words, “Hey, look!” And in these photos, he is discovering me as I discover the world and all its beauty and baffling complexity. When I look at these photos it is hard to tell who is having more fun, my father, or me. That is his magic: the world is always as new to him as it is to a child. He has never lost that sense of wonder and curiosity and joy. And he has always tried to instill in me the same sense of boundless wonder. For that, I thank him—and my mother, who is always behind the scenes making sure neither of us inadvertently kill ourselves in the process of seeking that joy.

Helping in the Kitchen
Helping in the Kitchen
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Last Picture of Amanda Shot on Film
Last Picture of Amanda Shot on Film
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Waiting at JFK at Night (*Original file missing)
Waiting at JFK at Night (*Original file missing)
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With Horse (Note Fright in Horse)
With Horse (Note Fright in Horse)
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Mom Braiding Hair
Mom Braiding Hair
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Portrait, Backlit Hair
Portrait, Backlit Hair
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Hanging Upside Down
Hanging Upside Down
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Nose and Mouth Against Window
Nose and Mouth Against Window
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With Scout on her Lap
With Scout on her Lap
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Amanda Playing Roof Pipe
Amanda Playing Roof Pipe
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Swimming
Swimming
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Yawning with Mom(*Original file missing)
Yawning with Mom(*Original file missing)
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At Mirror, Four Amandas
At Mirror, Four Amandas
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Don't Do That Amanda (*Original file missing)
Don't Do That Amanda (*Original file missing)
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Oh Crap
Oh Crap
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It Was My Fault Dad (*Original file missing)
It Was My Fault Dad (*Original file missing)
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Reading (*Original file missing)
Reading (*Original file missing)
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With Scarf, Against Wall
With Scarf, Against Wall
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Abercrombie and Fitch
Abercrombie and Fitch
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Running Bases
Running Bases
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Asleep
Asleep
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Awake
Awake
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With Mom in Red Chair
With Mom in Red Chair
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Opening Christmas Presents
Opening Christmas Presents
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Headshot, I Love This, She Hates It
Headshot, I Love This, She Hates It
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Putting on Lipstick
Putting on Lipstick
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Amanda and Lucy Heisler
Amanda and Lucy Heisler
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Amanda and Ellie Kiernan
Amanda and Ellie Kiernan
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Amanda in Kitchen, Stove in Background
Amanda in Kitchen, Stove in Background
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Amanda and L.A. Against Wall
Amanda and L.A. Against Wall
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L.A. and Amanda at Kitchen Stove
L.A. and Amanda at Kitchen Stove
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Hair Before Donation to Locks of Love, Wigs for Cancer Patients
Hair Before Donation to Locks of Love, Wigs for Cancer Patients
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Next Day
Next Day
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Stripes in Maine
Stripes in Maine
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Amanda From Rear Seat of Car
Amanda From Rear Seat of Car
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Staring at Me
Staring at Me
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Applying to Colleges 1
Applying to Colleges 1
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Applying to Colleges 2
Applying to Colleges 2
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Amanda in Rear View Mirror (Still Stuck in Back Seat)
Amanda in Rear View Mirror (Still Stuck in Back Seat)
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Thousands of Bucks, Dental Work Paid Off
Thousands of Bucks, Dental Work Paid Off
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Date for Prom
Date for Prom
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Getting a Cab to Prom ("That's stalking, Dad")
Getting a Cab to Prom ("That's stalking, Dad")
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Grandma Explaining She's Only Seventeen
Grandma Explaining She's Only Seventeen
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Sitting with Relatives
Sitting with Relatives
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Volleyball
Volleyball
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Pitching Was Not Her Forté
Pitching Was Not Her Forté
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Graduation Dress
Graduation Dress
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Prom Dress, Don't Make Me Look Brazen
Prom Dress, Don't Make Me Look Brazen
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Amanda and L.A.
Amanda and L.A.
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End of Part II_amanda-i7L.A.8Pregnant
End of Part II_amanda-i7L.A.8Pregnant
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