Friday, January 23, 2009
As gloomy as it may sound I find walking through graveyards very relaxing and sometimes a place where great photographic opportunities exist.
Take this shot for example, where in an abstract kind of imagination the life of the tree almost appears to have taken on the spirit of the young departed, both tree and headstone being quite old.
This was taken in an older section of a fairly large cemetery somewhere in North Carolina which also shows other graves from the 1800's with both children and adults. I look at this headstone and imagine a young family that moved to the south from the north during the time of the civil war or soon after and losing this adolescent to perhaps either sickness or another type of accident.
Though originally photographed in 35mm color I decided to convert it to black and white for the reasons of both contrast and mood.