Atlanta’s Historic Oakland Cemetery was badly damaged in the recent tornado that struck the heart of the…
Atlanta’s Historic Oakland Cemetery was badly damaged in the recent tornado that struck the heart of the city. While the cemetery belongs to the city, it’s a 150 year old burying ground that has depended on a nonprofit foundation for preservation efforts that have been underway. Based on the photos I’ve seen both on flickr and on the Cemetery’s website, it looks like the tornado was a huge step back. If you want to help preserve Oakland for future generations, check out their website for details. Additionally, for at least the next several months, I intend to take any profits from the sale of the following images at Oakland and donate them to the cemetery’s foundation. See the following images.
Here is a little on the history of the cemetery. From 1750, all burials in Staunton took place in the 2 ½ -acre plot of Augusta Paris…
Here is a little on the history of the cemetery. From 1750, all burials in Staunton took place in the 2 ½ -acre plot of Augusta Parish Church. By the late 1840s this cemetery in the center of town was so crowded that it was nearly impossible to dig a new grave without unearthing an old one. A new cemetery was needed. A committee was formed in 1848 to pursue the creation of a new burying ground, and on February 24, 1849, Thornrose Cemetery Company was chartered by act of the Legislature. Twelve acres west of Staunton were bought and laid off in lots, roads and walks. The first burial in Thornrose occurred on March 29, 1853, with the new cemetery being formally dedicated on May 28, 1853. After the Civil War, Confederate dead from the battlefields of Alleghany, McDowell, Cross Keys, Port Republic and Piedmont were interred in a newly created soldiers’ section. This led to the establishment in 1870 of the Augusta Memorial Association, which eventually spearheaded the 1888 dedication of the cemetery’s Fort Stonewall Jackson. Its centerpiece, an Italian marble statue of a Confederate infantryman, rises 22 feet above the graves of some 1,700 fallen Southern soldiers. In the 20th century, Thornrose continued to improve its already impressive landscaping with stone structures, above-ground vaults and momuments that honored those who fell in America’s armed conflicts. Today Thornrose is considered one of the most beautiful and historic cemeteries in the country. /
CONWAY, TEXAS Next stop after leaving Amarillo was the tiny town of Conway. A large section of the old town was entirely fenced in, ...
CONWAY, TEXAS Next stop after leaving Amarillo was the tiny town of Conway. A large section of the old town was entirely fenced in, containing a junkyard of Route 66 relics and dilapidated buildings. I took my first photo through the fence and there happened to be a horse grazing inside. As we drove slowly further west, the horse trotted with us and would stop to look at me as I focused the camera. I do believe this was a very tourist-friendly horse who recognized paparazzi and the possibility of fame and fortune. We found another quirky ranch in Conway nearer to the interstate – The Bug Ranch. Here we saw five Volkswagen Beetles buried nose first in the dirt, but not quite so straight or at the same precise angle. This was definitely a spoof of the more famous Cadillac Ranch. In Amarillo, we climbed all over the cadillacs and they didn’t budge. However, I would not recommend doing this with the Bugs as they are less stable. ALANREED, TEXAS The first structure we saw on the eastern edge of Alanreed was the First Baptist Church, established in 1905, with a sign near the road proudly announcing its Route 66 location. At the bottom of the hill from the church was a nicely restored gas station. Built in 1930 the 66 Super Service Station was a glimpse into the past. Directly behind the station was an old garage with a restored advertising painting for Merit Seed & Feed. There are only remnants of the original town left, mostly covered with overgrown bushes and weeds. At the western end of town is an old cemetery with a historical Route 66 marker that indicates the first interment was in 1890.
Hello Kind Readers. Today marks the beginning of a new aspect to my photography, the images of graves, graveyards, and the things associ…
Hello Kind Readers. Today marks the beginning of a new aspect to my photography, the images of graves, graveyards, and the things associated with both. If not for Red Bubble, I’d have kept any photographs of this topic in a private section of my personal galleries at home. But seeing the wonderful captures from at least one of the RB groups has inspired me to both take more shots and to publish them here. While the deaths of people are not the things we often find as casual as a photograph of a lizard eating a bug, the images their graves present is another story and one that deserves to be shared. The principle place I will be using is the very old graveyard at the edge of the downtown area of Sacramento, California. It is a national historic site due to many of the graves known to be here. California being the state that fostered the Gold Rush in 1849, numerous pioneers passed thru (or passed away in!) Sacramento so some are buried here in well-marked tombs. There are also hundreds of Veterans of many wars from the Spanish American War up to and including recent Gulf Wars. For me to be able to do this, I had to make some compromises. It’s not an issue with my religious faith but I find it a bit distasteful for me to be asking for money with any of these photographs. Don’t get me wrong: I find nothing wrong with anyone else doing so if they choose to. But for me, I can’t wrap myself around the concept of collecting anything from the deaths of these people except something that was left to remind us of their departure. A photograph seems like one of the most fitting tributes possible as long as I don’t personally gain from it. So, all the shots in this series will be listed as “for sale” in case anyone wants one but there will be a zero profit margin for me from their purchase, making them the baseline price that Red Bubble asks. Also, in my religion, death of the body isn’t all that big a deal – unless it’s someone I loved and then it sucks even if my religion says I should rejoice. This means I have absolutely nada concern for the physical bodies under these monuments but I have a deep reverence for the persons who inhabited them. Nevertheless, being in the graveyard does present some of the most hysterical images I’ve seen thru my lens to date so please don’t feel I’m disrespectful for the lives ended when I point those facts out in these images! I’m just maintaining the gifts God gave me for honesty, laughter, reflection, and documentation. If something appears to be in bad taste, please let me know in BubbleMail and I’ll see if I see your point and need to make a change somewhere. This may be edgy material and the odds of me knowing when and where it’s disturbing for the entire world’s population are zip. But I’m sensitive to all people’s feelings and will read and consider each piece of mail with concerns I receive. OK, all that said, here’s to a beginning for me. Hope it brings you something worthy of your precious time on earth ABOVE the ground. Be well. Literally. / Lenny La Rue
I became interested on Gravehouses after a conversation with an acquaintance, when I asked if one of the photos that was taken was one of…
I became interested on Gravehouses after a conversation with an acquaintance, when I asked if one of the photos that was taken was one of a house over a grave, this acquaintance had never heard of a house over a grave, and had never seen one, and quite frankly I think they thought I had lost my mind, but gravehouses are a part of Oklahoma History and can be seen in many of the cemeteries in this area. It is a tradition that is still used today, although most of them are now on private Indian land, in family cemeteries. Below are a few of the more modern Gravehouses: In these structures there is more than one person buried, and there is usually a child among them buried inside with a tombstone. Among the more expressive of the decorative artifacts is the graveshelter, a house-form structure of small to modest proportions commonly erected over individual graves. The typical gravehouse, graveshelter, or spirit house as some may refer to is seen below. I will also try to explain what they represent and the purpose of a gravehouse, much of the original history is forgotten, even tho the practice is still used today. The earth is a spiritual part of the Native American, and people are a part of the earth. People must live in harmony with plants, animals, the earth and other people. Living in harmony includes respecting the feelings and cultural beliefs of other people, even if they are different from your own. The small house is a little larger than the grave and about two feet high, having a gabled roof. Some of the structures are wood and are covered with shingles, while / some are of concrete and are flat on the top. Some families put tombstones at the head and foot of the little house. Often the picture of the deceased is placed on the headstone. Some only have markers as this one below: The body of the deceased was kept covered inside the dwelling for half a day after death; then it was prepared for burial by the blood kin and dressed in their finest. Items of honor such as feathers and favorite weapons were included. The interior of the grave was sometimes lined with stone slabs, but usually wood and bark were used. The body was wrapped in a skin or covered with bark. Some of the bodies are bound in a sitting position, and some are buried standing up. Some had their horses buried on top of them. One must investigate the spiritual beliefs of a group of people in order to better understand their culture. Some Indians today still practice burying food and other possessions In the casket. Quite often a nursing bottle and canned milk is placed in the coffin with a baby. Scissors, thread, needles,and a thimble is buried with a woman. Tobacco, food, clothing,and cherished possessions of the deceased are often buried with the body or placed in the little house over the grave. Missionaries say that they have covered up in graves many hundreds of dollars worth of valuable blankets and shawls. Also those that have had limbs amputated are taken and buried, and then when the person dies they are once again reunited with their limbs. None of the gravediggers could be related to the deceased nor be of the same name group. The funeral rites last four days and included purification rites, burial addresses, feasts, vigils, and condolence ceremonies. First a communal meal is ‘shared’ with the dead. Then the mourners gather outside and share recollections of the life of the dead person. Each night for four nights, a fire is lit on the grave. After everyone who wants to has spoken, elders relate myths and legends until dawn. This is repeated for four nights, when the spirit of the dead is finally thought to depart the earth at dawn of the fourth day. After the spirit has departed the home can be purified Many of the graves have been desecrated, so some have built or had built stone structures, as seen in the photo below, notice the triangular windows and the square windows in the houses this is called a spirit window, so the spirit can come and go, and some say it is also so the spirit can breathe. Most Native American tribes believed that the souls of the dead passed into a spirit world and became part of the spiritual forces that influenced every aspect of their lives. Many tribes believed in two souls: one that died when the body died and one that might wander on and eventually die. Food and other things are left at the graveside and families also go and eat with the spirits and take food for the spirits at the graveside. Below you will also see some other grave monuments and notice the tiny cars left on the one of the baby, they are left there and are untouched, so that when the spirit comes out to play it will have something to play with. Also below is a picture of other things left at a grave. Most likely these were favorite things of the deceased. These are pictures of some other stone graves, most of them are of babies and children. You may also notice the name Harjo on many of the markers, this means “No Name” in English. The sad thing is that these graves have been desecrated and robbed, and the artifacts sold. In was not until 1997 that a statute was adopted to protect the desecration and robbing of Indian burial sites, it is called the Native American Graves Protection and Repatriation Act… NAGPRA. There is so much more I could tell of the history of the Native Indians, so much is sacred, but they are people who care deeply for their families, and are family oriented, they believe greatly in spirits and this is a part of their everyday lives. It is unbelieveable to me that it was not until 1997 that the grave sites of the Native Indians were considered sacred and a law was passed to protect them, even tho grave robbing still goes on today. Bobby C. Billie a Seminole Elder says this: “Grave desecration is a very bad thing for all peoples of the earth! Peoples of the earth of all colors! My ancestry is White, Black, Indian, Spanish, French, African, Cheyenne, Choctaw, Iroquois, and so on. I am a man-woman of the earth of all colors! My ancestors of these many nations are also enraged over how the governments and scientists of this nation desecrate graves and disturb the resting spirits. They mess up the cycle of birth and death, life and regeneration! The spirits talk to each other just like we talk to each other. When a spirit sees another spirits’ bones desecrated he feels it too!” Bobby C. Billie, Seminole Elder
“Home Sweet Home” is also being featured right now in the EBONY & IVORY group ….as well as T…
“Home Sweet Home” is also being featured right now in the EBONY & IVORY group ….as well as TWO shirts I designed have been being featured for a few weeks now, I just didn’t record them until now, in the ART INSPIRED BY DREAMS group! :) “Home Sweet Home” “Elegy” “Fallen Angel” Thanks so much for all the support everyone!! :D
Huge thank you to everyone that voted for my image At the going down of the Sun...
Huge thank you to everyone that voted for my image At the going down of the Sun in the Cemeteries Challenge, this was totally unexpected and a very nice surprise, not to mention the confidence boost! Thank you everyone. x
I just read someone mention the Pere Lachaise. This time of year always brings back a memory of a very strange experience I had a few yea…
I just read someone mention the Pere Lachaise. This time of year always brings back a memory of a very strange experience I had a few years ago in the Pere Lachaise cemetery in Paris where Jim Morrison is buried. I’d just finished a loop starting in Lisbon, Portugal that took me up into Spain.. up into South France… back down into Spain… and completed a circle crossing from Seville to Tavira, Portugal and back up to Lisbon for my flight back home to the States. When I confirmed my flight I was told that I’d have about a 3hr layover in Paris. I asked the agent if that was enough time to get into the city and back to the airport in time? She said that it wasn’t and asked if I wanted a longer layover. I said “absolutely!” She asked how long I wanted, and I joked “how ‘bout a week or so?”. She said that wouldn’t be a problem and that I could make it as long as I wanted as long as I was getting on the same flight in my original route. I pulled the trigger on changing my layover in Paris from 3hrs to about a week….the problem was… I hadn’t thought about how I was going to survive in Paris on a near empty wallet…. I’d already been traveling several weeks and was kinda broke. But, I got real creative and found a cheap room that would take a credit card.. did things like going to the Louvre after 3pm when the price dropped to half-price, ate quiche in bakeries instead of restaurants, etc. My cheap room didn’t have a shower, but it had a huge sink that I could get mostly clean with instead of paying the extra fee to use the common shower down the hall. And spent time in the Pere Lachaise cemetery looking for famous tombs and taking photos. I actually had a fairly rich experience in Paris with next to no money at all! I found all the tombs on my list of famous people I’d heard of. My favorite was Oscar Wilde’s tomb with all the lipstick kisses covering it. For some reason I got the name “Edith Piaf” in my head. Must have seen it somewhere. Or heard her name mentioned at some point. Not sure, but I really wasn’t sure who she was at all. Didn’t even know she was a singer at the time, but I was obsessed with finding her tomb for some strange reason. It took me the longest to find of anyone’s, but I finally found it toward the end of the afternoon. It wasn’t as impressive as many of the others I’d seen, but I took a snap of it anyway and was about to leave the cemetery and check out that brasserie near one entrance that has all the Jim Morrison memorabilia an a few broken down old fans still morning his death over cheap wine. It’s hard to explain, but it seemed like this Edith person was communicating with me. I didn’t have anything pressing to do so I went with it. She instructed me to not be in such a hurry and to sit down for a bit. I sat on her tomb and lit a gauloise cigarette. She asked for a drag and then passed it back to me. She told me that I was always in too much of a hurry and worried way too much. That there was so much in life I was missing by being so rushed all the time and that I should slow down. She said that she knew that I felt my life wasn’t going the way I wanted it to at the moment… but that it was about to get worse after I got home, and that I’d feel like I’d been kicked in the stomach.. that it would get very heavy to deal with.. but that I should hang in there and that it would get much better after what I was about to go through. She didn’t specify what that was… but just told me to slow down, not worry so much, and know that what I was about to go through would be tough.. but, that I’d survive it and move on down the road for more adventures. She then said that’s all she had to tell me and that I was free to go. She asked that I have a glass of wine for her in that Morrison brasserie on the way out. I thought.. wow… that was pretty odd. I must’ve really lost it. Or, my imagination has completely got out of control this time. I honored her request and had one glass of cheap red wine for me, one for Jim, and one for Edith… then headed back to the Latin Quarter. After I got home, I found a CD of her music and bought it. I hadn’t even listened to it yet as I was going over how much I’d spent on that trip and how I couldn’t afford it, etc. Various other things had happened that felt like the whole world was starting to close in on me… just like Edith said… and then I got a call. It was my sister and she said that our father had unexpectedly passed away the night before. It felt like I’d indeed been kicked in the stomach and all the wind had been sucked out of me. I told my sister I needed a moment and that I’d call her back. I opened a bottle of wine, and put on the Edith Piaf CD I’d bought a few day prior. I can’t tell you how soothing it was to hear her sing for the first time. And, it definitely helped during that very tough time in my life. I still don’t know if it was all just Wilde imagination… or something else. That trip was around this time of year and often wonder every time someone mentions that beautiful Pere Lachaise cemetery in Paris. WILDE
On A Hill Far Away… has been featured in Dark Cabaret..
On A Hill Far Away… has been featured in Dark Cabaret Special thanks to the moderators of the Dark Cabaret group for selecting this image as a Featured Work.
I would like to thank the moderators of the For The Love Of Jesus ...
I would like to thank the moderators of the For The Love Of Jesus group for selecting On A Hill Far Away… as a featured work.
“Age 18,5 – in the army” was featured in the group Prize Challenges!! / !http://images-1.redbubble.net/img/art/cropped/size:small/view:...
“Age 18,5 – in the army” was featured in the group Prize Challenges!! / / Thank you, Melissa, Halley and Alex!! “The Old Jewish cemetery in Josefov, the former Jewish ghetto of Prague” was featured in the group PhotoWriting / / Thank you so much, dear Anne-Marie and Cora!! Wish you a lot of pleasure with this great new group.
... this time in the group Amazing Graves. !http://images-2.redbubble.net/img/art/b…
... this time in the group Amazing Graves. Thank you soooo much, Jotham and cougarfan!!
Many thanks to the hosts of the Amazing Graves group, navybrat and cougarfan, for featuring my picture Late Minoan Cemetery !http:...
Many thanks to the hosts of the Amazing Graves group, navybrat and cougarfan, for featuring my picture Late Minoan Cemetery
Herald featured in Angel Wings and Heaven, thanks guys !http://images-2.redbubble.net/img/art/framecolor:mocha/framestyle:flat30/matte…
Herald featured in Angel Wings and Heaven, thanks guys
Many thanks to the Amazing Graves group for featuring Angel !http://images-2.redbubble.net/img/art/mattecolor:black/product:mat…
Many thanks to the Amazing Graves group for featuring Angel I feel very honoured!
Weird things happen to or around me when I go snapping in cemeteries… for instance: Everytime I walked past a particular grave in the …
Weird things happen to or around me when I go snapping in cemeteries… for instance: Everytime I walked past a particular grave in the Old Catholic Cemetery in Windsor I was overcome with nausea and ended up on my knees being wretched. In another part of the same cemetery, the ground gave way as I skirted the edge of a grave and I suddenly found myself in in someone’s final resting place up to my knee (talk about having one foot in the grave!) Well, today’s little outing took me to the Rookwood Necropolis, the largest cemetery in the southern hemisphere). I was in my element, happily snapping away at Angels, crucifixes, stone flowers, mausaleums with ventilation shafts etc etc when I noticed a ruckus at the crematorium… At first I thought people were just a bit ‘caught up in the moment’, but then I realised there was a little more smoke than one would reasonably expect. Yep, sure enough, the sirens I heard in the far off distance grew louder and louder .. and 3 nice shiny red fire trucks pulled up outside the crematorium. Indeed, it had caught fire! And did I have any room left on my memory card so I could capture the moment? A very sore point!
I can’t believe it! Another feature. My photo Cemetery is featured in Amazing Graves. Whoopee!! Thank you Trena (Cougarfan) and the other…
I can’t believe it! Another feature. My photo Cemetery is featured in Amazing Graves. Whoopee!! Thank you Trena (Cougarfan) and the other hosts, and congratulations to the other featured artists. What a day! /
“Old Jewish Cemetery (Prague)” was featured in Historic Landmarks of Europe / !http://images-3.redbubble.net/img/art/border:blackwithd…
“Old Jewish Cemetery (Prague)” was featured in Historic Landmarks of Europe / “What’s next?!” was featured in The Group of Death / “So tired, haven’t slept a wink…” was featured in Dimensions / “redbubble tribute” was featured in The true beauty / “Orchid dream” was featured in the group Only Orchids! / “Straight in the eyes – II” was featured in ImageWriting /
Just got home with my mama’s ashes. My dear friend Chris drove me to the Necropolis Botanical Cemetery in Springvale, and my / friend Sim…
Just got home with my mama’s ashes. My dear friend Chris drove me to the Necropolis Botanical Cemetery in Springvale, and my / friend Simon met us there. (When they put you on hold on the phone you will hear a very vaseline lensed voice sing song along with elevator music, about the beautiful fountains,wild geese, rose gardens and Cafe available with refreshments…... by the charming florist) Yes it was all that and so much more kinda like Delfin Housing estates cept everyone had same versions of housing and the majority of folk are dead, hey come to think that IS just like the Delfin !! The whole experience was surreal, like a scene from Solvent Green or Space Odyssey. with a little bit of the Stepford wives vibe as well. Apparently the plastic container (they call it an urn, I think it looks like something you would buy at Bunnings! But more on that connection later) is almost impossible to crack open, you will need a blunt knife to pry open the tight little lid, said the very efficient “I have no real feelings, and am just following the exact sugar icky tone they taught me in training” Ashes handover assistant that looked remarkably like an Air Hostess! was half expecting her to show us where the exit lights were, and when the oxygen masks would drop. I couldn’t help ask her, as I had an anxiety attack the other night that they may not be my mama’s ashes and had been mixed up say, and I actually have Strange Uncle Harry and my mother’s ashes are being scattered over some private golf course in Miami! She assured me again with that Air Hostess expression, that there is no room for human error! I think I laughed. On leaving I asked her how much my mother now weighed, she didn’t know!!! Great! they weigh you on the way in but don’t think it’s important on the way out! Simon Chris and I went to the Cafe for / food and drink and as it turned out some bad Catholic jokes as well as a moment where I lost it and burst out crying. I remember looking up at the books for sale in the adjacent florist come angel statue convention centre,and saw the title “God Knows what little Girls Need” Damn that’s good to know cos right now I feel like I’m 3 years old and pissed that my mama left me behind where I have to be STRONG!!!(God if I hear one more person SAY that!) and act like an adult!! You know just a tip, when someone has lost someone and they are grieving don’t say be strong, cos that’s just another generic non real thing like “I’m so sorry” that people say cos they don’t want to see the RAW truth of what is really happening, and believe me being raw and exposed is the only way to go, the only way to receive the true gift they left for you. So say FALL APART instead, cos that’s what needs to happen before you can re construct and put together the new you that lives in a world without that person that reflected who you were. Same with “How are You?” there is no how are you people! After my father daughter and now my mother I think I have something to say on grief, so trust me okay.(PS and i am fully aware that people need to do this because they don’t know what else to say…..I do have compassion am just venting here cos I know my friends will understand) / When we left and Simon got on his motorbike to whizz away home to his loving wife and sons, I couldn’t let him leave until he took me and mama for a burn, even if it was just the round about! Without a helmut, and without an audience cept for Chris, the wild geese and all the dead people, I hopped behind him, wedged mama between us, and we took off around the block!! I could hear mum screaming out in glee!! her first time on a bike I am sure, and I was so bloody happy that we got to be inappropriate, naughty and have some fun in a place I never ever want to go back to EVER again! When he stopped in front of Chris’s car, Chris got out and I handed mama to him just as the latest entourage of funeral mourners arrived, I could not help / laughing with delight!!! In that moment for the first time since mum died I felt like me again, free in body mind spirit!! God it felt good! I started singing ,”if your happy and you know it, leave the cemetery, “if your happy and you know it, leave the cemetery”if your happy and you know it, then you really ought to leave the cemetery .......lol” Finally, on our way home we stopped at Bunnings, and this time Mama got to ride on one of their shopping trollies. I bought some beautiful red and purple blue salvia …...on our way out I jumped on the trolley and Chris wheeled Mama and I into the carpark. Two rides in one day…..not bad for a 77 year old gal huh? ummmmm I was talking about my mum!!! lol as we careened past some shoppers butt first, a lady yelled out while her partner laughed, / Looking good!!! Now the question is was she talking about my butt or mum in her very stylish deep blue Cemetery Carry Bag…... somethings we will never know SPECIAL note, my thanks to everyone who offered help with the cards, the day before the funeral, I really appreciate your swift kind assistance. And to Jakks who / ended up taking the challenge and producing such a beautiful result, my mama sends you smooches one for each cheek, thank you xoxox love e
Thank you! Thank you for featuring both Heroes’ Reward and …
Thank you! Thank you for featuring both Heroes’ Reward and Twilight Panorama on Wild West today! That made my day x 2! Arla
Wow! I think I have found my “home on the range” - Three of my images are featured on Wild West...
Wow! I think I have found my “home on the range” - Three of my images are featured on Wild West group, this week. Yee haw! and “Muchos gracias, amigos!” Twilight Panorama Heroes’ Reward the US Calvary and Pony Express gravesites at Fort Pierce, Nevada And Elevina is being held over for another week!
(2009.MAR.06) Yee Haw! Thanks so much for the features, Wild West! New, this week: / ...
(2009.MAR.06) Yee Haw! Thanks so much for the features, Wild West! New, this week: Moment Of Illumination / And held over: Heroes’ Reward / Twilight Panorama / Elevina /
Sale Sold a card of “White Lightening” to a mystery buyer – thank you so much!!!! !http://images-2.redbubble.net/img/art/backingc…
Sale Sold a card of “White Lightening” to a mystery buyer – thank you so much!!!! Features Champ – Easter 2009 in All Pets Great and Small White Lightening in TPW Clouds Floating In The Blue in The Picture of Scripture Super Champ in LMAO ART – Your Funniest Work Amazing Grace in Outsiders Challenge Placement 9th Place – Bethel Cemetery Gate in Let’s Find Some Gates! Challenge in The Scavenger Hunt Thank you once again to all the wonderful hosts of these awesome groups for featuring my art and also to those who voted for my entries in the challenges, and also to the person who bought a card!!!! XOXO, / Glenna
Thank you to the Victorian Viewfinders Group for featuring my *The Place of Kings…
Thank you to the Victorian Viewfinders Group for featuring my The Place of Kings shot. Click on the photograph below to see the shot properly: Also, thank you to the Live, Love, Dream Group for featuring my Last Resting Place shot. Click on the photograph below to see the shot properly: And finally, thank you to the Capital cities of the World Group for featuring my Monaco shot. Click on the photograph below to see the shot properly: Thank you so much to the hosts for recognising my work, I appreciate the honour and the exposure. If you have not discovered them yet, then please check out these great groups to find some outstanding work. Tom
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