Featured Work
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Choose Life 4 by kimbeaux1969
see Choose Life 3
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Spooky by LouJay
How spooky is a very old windswept cemetary on a cloudy day? I do mean windswept – this is perched on a hill, very exposed, with paddocks all around.
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Foggy Graveyard by Andy Smith
local 18th C graveyard with many graves from mining disasters to first world war soldiers.
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Choose Life by kimbeaux1969
700 crosses that represent life lost.
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Take my Hand by Steven Potashnyk
This imagery was made possible and shot under FILMING APPROVAL thanks to FAWKNER MEMORIAL PARK & PRODUCER & ART DIRECTOR: ALATEIA for organising this opportunity for the SHOOTERS GALLERY More Gothic Series Images
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Join Me by Songmistress
I had to take my son to the health visitor clinic today for his year old check up. After we were through there (receiving a glowing report that all is very well with his development) I decided to walk by the graveyard in front of the old C/E church in the village. I had, of course, brought my camera. And this is what I got for my little sojourn.
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Mystic Path by linmarie
Moon and Mist, / Forest of trees, / Path is bright, / Can you find me? In the light I am weary, / But very strong, / In heart and soul, / I will follow your song. I will listen for your whistle, / Wind against my ear, / Sounds will lead me, / Home to your arms my dear! Poem written by LINMARIE 09/30/09-too my husband. 11” x 22” spray paint art over white glue , 3d painting-09/30/09 / “mystic” / “mystic” FEATURED IN AMAZING GRAVES-OCTOBER-2009 / THANK YOU SO MUCH! / “mystic”
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H-K230 by hsien-ku
And neither the angels in heaven above, / Nor the demons down under the sea, / Can ever dissever my soul from the soul / Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. / For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams / Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; / And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes / Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; / And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side / Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, / In the sepulcher there by the sea, / In her tomb by the sounding sea. (Edgar Allan Poe)
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At Rest by Mike Oxley
Woodlawn Cemetary, Cornwall, Ontario Woodlawn Cemetary was established in 1889, and is one of the oldest cemetaries in the area. Many prominent former residents of Cornwall have been buried in this cemetary; Mulhern, Monroe, Anderson, Mattice, Beach, Snetsinger, Kaneb, Hamilton, McLean and Urquhard are familar names that have ties to politics, religion and business in Cornwall. Sony Alpha 700, Sigma 28 to 300 at 90 mm / iso 100, spot metered, f5.6, 4 second exposure / Tripod / Rendered into B&W in PS
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Portrait of a Skull by TriciaDanby
Melaten cemetary, Cologne – Germany
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Recent Work
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Coolgardie Cemetary by Adrian Kent
A small section of Coolgardie Cemetary, Coolgardie is situated just 30 kilometres from Kalgoorlie in WA goldfields. The older section most people died from work related accidents, being blown up, burnt etc and also from typhoid which was highly prevalent in the 1890,s photo taken with Nikon D80 and post work in Lightroom 2.3
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Grave Madonna by Robert Meyer
Marble tombstone with fresh lilies. Edmonton Cemetery, Alberta, Canada. 3 exposure HDR processed with tone compression and modest Silver Efex selenium toning. Pentax K7/SMC 55-300mm ED ƒ4 / 300mm ƒ5.6 ISO 400 1/250 +/-2EV
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A Cloud to Carry You Home by Steve Hunter
One of the more prominent grave markers in the Silver Terrace Cemetery in Virginia City Nevada. This cemetery was once considered one of the most beautiful cemeteries in the Western United States. It at one time had lush lawns and flowing water.
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Pray Angel by SylviaS
Statue in the Congressional Cemetery, Washington, DC
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Goodbye Angel by SylviaS
Gravestone Statue, Congressional Cemetery – Washington, DC
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Today Is My Son's Birthday by Nancy Shields
This is a poem I wrote for my son shortly after his demise. The foundation for his headstone had been poured as we waited the time for his youngest brother to build his headstone with the stones so familiar to his now lifeless hands. A headstone created from one of the many stones he handled throughout his life. As you can see, a wooden cross awaits the mason’s hammer and chisel. Till he is ready to build, this wooden cross held this poem of love for the caretakers’ purpose that was so gracious and kind to respect my wishes. Today is my son’s birthday / Please don’t take his memorial away / I thank you for the consideration you’ve shown / And this little piece of land, he can call his own / His life was somewhat lacking in some things / But he still knew how to cause your heart to sing / It seemed there was nothing you could do to him, / That he wouldn’t soon forgive / He valued the life, which God had given him to live / Though he no longer lives and feels the same things we do / His love is just as real and his memories are just as true / I know you may wonder why I spend so much time here / Beneath this clay, lye’s a most precious son, so dear / When I no longer am able to visit his grave / And beneath this same soil my body shall lay / There will hardly be visitors, to come here anymore / So, please give your indulgence as you have before / By this good deed being granted / May God bless every good seed, you have planted. I Love You My Precious Son / Love Always and Forever, Mother Sons are the heritage of the Lord; / Children are a reward from Him. / Psalms 127:3-5 Written and Composed By: / Nancy Bailey-Whitmore-Shields / Copyright 2005-2009
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Stained Glass by Marie Van Schie
mausoleum stained glass panel
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Sanctuary by Marie Van Schie
Sanctuary Matted Prints Sanctuary Laminated Print Sanctuary Mounted Print Sanctuary Framed Prints
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Ultima Ratio 8399 by Mart Delvalle
Eternity and a quiet day.
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happiness is a warm by George Salazar
Manassas battlefield 5/12/2006
About This Group
This is a Group were all Art involving Gravestones are accepted.
Could be a Photo or Painting, Drawings, Clothing even Writings about Graves or Cemetarys.
So if you Enjoy the Memorials of Others who have passed. Then this is the Group for You.
Challenge Winner And Current Avatar…....
#DREAMSCAPES#
she lays in slumber..
akin to a rock or lumber,
immobile, placid
undisturbed…yet lucid…
in between dimensions…
traveling in unparalleled motions…
through portals unknown,
mystical and surreal zones…
she lays unperturbed,
unknowingly, undisturbed
of the life in outside world,
voices unheard, visions unfurled
unconsciously conscious,
of many a dream scape,
pious and conscientious.
from reality, a good escape,
she sees… an eidolon…?
distorted images? a phantasm?
such an abysmal somnolence,
landscapes…all still in decadence…
like a Dali in fluid deliquesce…
or even similar to a sensual Matisse…
R.E.M.’s…rapid eye movements…
flap and flit,circular displacements…
snore!!..a despicable razz
slumber so astute,a bottomless buzz…
a magnanimous dream scape galore…
swirling and twirling, from the ceiling to the floor…
she sill lays in slumber…
in a Freudian dream scape,
her verity of existence asunder…!
A Writing by navybrat
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