Once again I’m pleased to share some of my personal works in this month’s ELEVATE blog carousel. Monthly we showcase some of our work that isn’t necessarily related to the business of what we normally create. This month I’m happy to say my good friend Paula of PRB Photography has joined. Welcome to Paula!!
This month I’m showcasing some work I was pursuing several years ago, one could say it was during a ‘blue’ period of mine. I had visited several cemeteries in the area in search of some sort of meaning…and of course the captivating weathered granite and marble that is so pervasive in that environment. I started working on a series of works I had hoped to eventually “show” but I never made progress and some of these really cool images of these sort of forgotten places were gathering dust on my hard drive. I’m taking this month (and maybe the next) to showcase some of the more interesting things I found in my 2007-2009 cemetery haunts.
I think these were from the summer of 2008 from an ancient cemetery not very far from where I live near the I&M canal:
Angels Cry
Yes, a worn dog figure. I can only assume it symbolizes a pet as there was no inscription or other markings on this site
My husband will attest that I have been forever obsessed with old wrought iron, this fence was no exception
This image is particularly sad to me, the plastic flowers beaten up by the elements combined with the ramshackle nature of this sign…someone took great care to create this piece but it stands forgotten and beat up by the ravages of time. What’s happened to its’ maker?
I apologize for the sort of dark theme of this post – my intention is to celebrate life in every image I shoot for the children and families that I work with and I love every moment of my work. However nothing is constant but change…we all await the same inevitable fate down the line, I would be a liar if I stated that the fascination with what awaits isn’t a part of my being……
Thank you for taking the time to view these personal works. I urge you to now virtually travel to Texas to visit with my talented friend Tamara Fort Worth’s From the Tree Top photography our next stop on this blog carousel.
Oh the last image breaks my heart. When I was a little girl, my grandparents would take my sisters and I to visit our local cemetery quite regularly, to “visit” my great-grandparents and leave flowers at their graves, clean them up, etc. It would always make me sad to see the faded flowers and unkept stones. I remember straightening every tiny flag we saw, and righting those that had blown over. I’m grateful for those little trips; they taught us so much about respect, patriotism, honor, and the fragility of life. Thank you for this trip down memory lane for me. Your images are poignant and so hauntingly beautiful, Mare. xo
I love these, Mare. You have such a way of speaking with your images. 🙂 And, here, it is not a voice of sadness. It is a voice that says, ‘I see you. I understand you’. I think it is your experience as a nurse that makes you such a powerful artist. Thanks for the welcome! P
Hauntingly beautiful, serene and spiritual… I am quite fascinated by old cemeteries and also have collected some images from them. Loved seeing these..please share more in the future.
very beautiful mare! i too am fascinated with cemeteries, especially the very old ones. love the history and the reverence. your images are beautiful.
i am so hauntingly magnetized to cemeteries as well!!! this was such an intriguing post!! bravo!!!
Beautiful! I am intrigued with cemeteries. I was so disappointed a couple weeks ago when I was in New Orleans that the cemetery had just closed when we arrived on our last day there. I would have loved to have captured some of the history and ceremony of that old place. Looking forward to seeing more of your cemetery haunts.