cemetery by the sea

These photos are from a small church somewhere on the west coast of Scotland. I can't remember the name of the town, but my best guess is that it lies somewhere between Oban and Glasgow.

These photos are from a small church somewhere on the west coast of Scotland. I can't remember the name of the town, but my best guess is that it lies somewhere between Oban and Glasgow.

I just couldn't resist putting up another shot of the Necropolis. One of the things I loved most about it was the huge Crypts With A View. The man standing beside it (my then-companion) provides some notion of scale.
Maybe I'll get my act together and put up a little gallery of these shortly.


I almost never plan to visit cemeteries when I travel, but I always seem to end up there. Besides these two, there was a wind-blown plot on a cliff overlooking the Pacific ocean in Northern California and a snowy, wooded bit of ground outside Chicago. None in Dallas, for some reason. There was another one somewhere in the west of Scotland, on a much sunnier day. Maybe I'll find those pictures tomorrow, although I think that I'd best stop with these soon.

Cemeteries are full of patterns and lines.


I've been cleaning cleaning cleaning lately, and keep finding old prints. I like putting them up here, into a format that I didn't dream of when I shot them 11 years ago.
This post is dedicated to the fabulous Miss Bobbi and Lolita the Lomo.