tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65470811230588652152024-02-19T23:17:54.871-08:00Historic CemeteriesFor anyone who loves the art and grace of old cemeteries. Cemetery Photography and ponderings by Mary HomickHistoric Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-76123233858357395562012-04-19T18:16:00.003-07:002012-05-09T11:45:14.108-07:00Bonaventure Adventure with the AppleI call my daughter "the apple who didn't fall too far" because she has many of the same drives and interests...if not more so... creative pursuit, a love for art, photography and writing.
My little beauty is so very unique for a 6 year old. And she loves cemeteries. She calls them Gravestone Parks. I love that. She sees the park first... the beauty first... and I did not teach Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-2376569341409393202011-11-14T17:24:00.000-08:002012-05-09T11:46:40.062-07:00Dear New Orleans,This is a love letter to you.
I have been planning a trip for over 20 years to New Orleans. It was a place that I knew, deep inside me, was part of my soul, even having never been. It has been confirmed by a recent (finally!) visit. I am connected to this place somehow - I was before and am now so even more. I am sure of that.
I drove a straight shot down I-10 to the place that has been my Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-24068171153549966432011-10-03T18:07:00.000-07:002011-10-03T18:18:35.497-07:00The Irony of Cemeteries
Where did I come from? How did I start doing this?
I have been asked often who the heck I am. It may seem to some like I have popped up out of nowhere. Those questions are both easy and difficult to answer.
We all have times in life that try us... that take us to our mortal limits. I had been experiencing those life altering & scarring times. I needed peace. There are a few things I know Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-60989764326241781742011-08-03T18:14:00.000-07:002011-09-21T18:15:57.206-07:00A forgotten mystery in St. Nicholas CemeteryWhen I stopped at St Nicholas Russian Cemetery in the town of Aurelius, New York while scouting for places to shoot, I never dreamed I'd find monuments with inlaid photos and so many of them. I had never seen photos on stones before and I had to do a double-take before I became giddy with excitement at this discovery.
Bendali Dacy, Matilda Dacy and Basil Attal.
A story has slowly Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com4Aurelius, NY, USA42.9188489 -76.710563242.8258244 -76.868491699999993 43.0118734 -76.5526347tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-34358064997182137142011-07-28T13:12:00.000-07:002012-05-09T11:47:33.728-07:00Finding Adelmor
A little family cemetery that I have passed thousands of times, it being one of those places you know so well you don't think about too much, finally got my notice after all. This plot sits next to a pretty green cornfield, on a typical central New York hill, and today, against a blue, blue sky. It is beautiful here.
I hate to say I took it for granted, but I stopped on a whim, Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-54587146025788032082011-07-27T07:41:00.000-07:002011-07-27T07:49:40.841-07:00Crosman Cemetery: An accidental visit.
Well, actually there are quite a few of these on my roads traveled. I have, quite possibly, the worst sense of direction, but that lack of gift (or maybe it is the gift!) takes me to many unexpected and wonderful surprises.
While trying to get to one Meech Cemetery, I ended up on a beautiful, quiet rural road lined by huge maples and on this road sat one of those surprises I mentioned. Nestled Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-70389421935394190112011-07-25T04:09:00.000-07:002011-07-25T04:12:55.547-07:00Art vs.History
I always want to shoot my photos with the artistic eye, but there are times when I go straight into preservation mode. I have to make a choice because of limited memory space and time. I feel that it is my job to make sure I get every single stone, clearly, head-on. Record it. Make sure it is not lost forever. Because, so many I see are falling to ruin. Who will do it if I don't?
If anyone everHistoric Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-6293766464226906512011-07-22T03:57:00.000-07:002011-07-23T18:42:57.388-07:00God's Acre, Charlotte & me.
When I was 7, there was a place at the end of the street and over a fence at the very back of a neighbor's yard. It was a place that the kids on my side of the fence went to meet the kids on the other side of the fence to play. That place was declared a park in 1974, and we used it as one. We played kick-the-can, red-light/green-light and basically ran all over this pretty little green space. Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-68364632062697421772011-07-17T16:24:00.000-07:002011-07-17T16:48:19.296-07:00"Why do all you people like graves?Well... I am sure we have heard similar questions. Some think it's creepy and weird. Others know it's about the history, the lives and for me, especially, the art. I have been drawn to all of this from a very young age...in an Anthropological sense, before I even knew that was what I was doing. (I will be doing a post about that tale soon.)
I find such stories. Lives lived that were all blips inHistoric Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-39826446890571130232011-07-10T23:41:00.000-07:002011-07-12T15:47:23.326-07:00Tolomato Cemetery, St Augustine, FL.Today, I hydroplaned my way to St. Augustine, FL through a series of bodacious little thunderstorms, all the while screaming at the sky, "CUT IT OUT! I HAVE SH*T TO DO!" I get a little worked up when something like weather threatens to mess up my photo shoots. But, I was doing it regardless, already eyeing the plastic grocery bag I use for trash in my car as a protector for my camera. Mother Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-36561435358757041732011-07-03T18:39:00.000-07:002011-07-04T04:38:39.989-07:00Patrick Memorial Gardens, Gainesville, FL
These places are not just places of the dead.
Today, I visited another small cemetery. Located on SR 222 in Gainesville, FL, it is very easy to miss, leaving me driving past it then turning around and driving past it once again! It is decorated with the usual canopy of oaks and Spanish moss that still has the power to leave me standing in awe of it after living under it for 11 years. The groundsHistoric Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547081123058865215.post-240416639262778242011-07-01T09:09:00.000-07:002011-07-01T09:09:03.889-07:00Well. Here it goes.This is my first attempt at blogging about my graveyard obsession. It started young. That story will come soon. For now, bear with me as I build this site. Web sites tend to be my playground, much like the cemeteries I visit. You will see things change and develop. I hope I can make it interesting.
Thanks for coming.
- Just one Graveyard Chick.Historic Cemeterieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109075491728361910noreply@blogger.com0