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Historical cemetery project



This is what I really want to do this summer, photograph historical cemeteries wherever I go. The feeling I get in cemeteries is like nothing else, and I really feel like myself there. I feel like I need to be there, and I always feel welcomed, and like I am visiting a place that other people seldom go, and I do feel a loneliness and a welcoming presence there. I have felt that way since I started doing it in middle school. I feel like in historical cemeteries that I do connect with people from the past in a personal way.

For some reason a few weeks ago I just really wanted to start visiting and photographing cemeteries again, and I have taken hundreds of photographs since then. I don't edit and put things up very quickly, but the personal experiences of solace and history I have there are important to me.

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