It’s taken me a few days to get work out of the way so I could post some photos from my recent trip to New Orleans. These are a few from St. Louis Cemetery No. 1 and probably my first cemetery photos in over a year.
What gets me about this cemetery or any cemetery is the amount of artwork contained within. The eternal marriage of decay and stone is riles my imagination. Pressing my hand against lichen along the cracks and crevices of crypts reminds of thousands of little hands reaching for what lies within. St. Louis Cemetery No. 1 is rife with religious voodoo markings and offerings, which combined with all of the previously mentioned elements creates an intoxicating harvest of ideas. This cemetery is one of the many, many aspects that make New Orleans a refuge for me. This city awakes my mind.