The sun managed to burn through the morning's gloom for a few hours, and I was enjoying a reappearance of those rare golden rays. Then, out of nowhere, things got all Brigadoon-like. One block it was cheerful sunshine, and the next: boom. Thick, sinister fog.
It was the perfect time to check out the cemetery that's a block away from my abode. From the number of people I see frequenting it, going to the cemetery has to rank among the Top Five Digoin Pastimes. I've been wanting to visit for many moons, but I felt too conspicuous with my awkward gait and my pink camera sock and my Americaness. But fog provided the perfect cover for some stealth creepy photography.
One time I walked into my 11th grade English class and my teacher greeted me with, "Hey Freak Show." As I snaked my way through the crypts of Digoin's dearly departed I thought, "Yup. That's about right."
Beautiful shots, Nina. When I visited Kyle in Seattle we had an entire freak show photo shoot in a cemetery too. Our freakishness brings us together.
ReplyDeleteThese pictures are awesome, Nina. The fog here isn't as ever blue as blue as in these pictures! Beauts.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous shots. I love going to cemetaries (especially in France). Lots of atmosphere.
ReplyDeleteMlle Freakshow ou pas, the photographs are very cool.
ReplyDeleteAwesome pictures. Are you sure you don't like horror movies?
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