I recently read a novel, The Restorer, whose main character is a graveyard restorer. Now, I have always had a thing for graveyards. I love the peace and tranquility. I think they are beautiful, and one of the least scary places in the world. In my teens I spent a lot of time in cemeteries, my friends and I would do the rounds, clear weeds from graves, leave flowers at others and check in on all the angels.
In my twenties I spent a lot of time photographing in graveyards – there are so many beautiful things to capture. There was one near my home when I lived in Palmerston North that I used to sit in for hours at a time, writing, or just enjoying the atmosphere. I’ve visited graveyards just about everywhere I’ve been. Small, large, old, new – they all interest me. I love reading epitaphs, pondering how people might have died. I have even considered trying to find work in a graveyard because I just love hanging out in them so much.
Since having kids, I haven’t had a chance to keep up with my graveyard visits, but this book reawakened a sleeping passion, and now I have a name for it! Taphophilia! I am a Taphophile. I love it when I learn something new from reading fiction. It was so cool to find a main character who isn’t a ‘goth’ that also loves cemeteries.
I am going to take the kids for a wander sometime when the sun returns. It’s been far too long since I payed my great aunt May a visit.
These photos were developed the old school way, by myself, at UCOL. Mmm developing chemicals. Now that I think about it, they were probably some of the last photos I took on actual film.