One of the first graves I came across in the Dissenters' Cemetery, yesterday, was this very ornate representation of two angels on a gravestone. The sheer beauty of the carving and the way it has weathered makes this a photograph that I am very pleased to have captured.
yes, the symmetry of the stonework is absolutely perfect, as is your picture. Why is it a Dissenters' Cemetery? anti-war veterans? Labor Party members?
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ReplyDeleteThe dictionary defintion is: In Britain, a former name for a Protestant refusing to conform to the established Christian Church. For example, Baptists, Presbyterians and Independents (now known as Congregationalist) were all Dissenters
Well, I haven't checked your blog since yesterday morning or so and feel like I've been gone for weeks! So many pictures and posts to catch up on... Gorgeous, striking photographs! I love, love, love the angel with the lichen or moss growing on it. Such evidence of a long, loving vigil...
ReplyDeleteNot only that we can injoy your art but olso learn a lot new things.Wouw,thanks for sharing,greetings Sandra
ReplyDeleteLovely, lovely. There is something so beautiful about carvings in grey stone.
ReplyDeletelaurie, that was informative and interesting. What would you call a Catholic? (as opposed to the Church of England followers) As Sandra said, we're always learning new things with you. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteHi Laurie, looks like you're on a late night marathon here, each entry surpassing the last... wonderful work, cannot find words to convey the great pleasure, intellectual stimulation your thought provoking entries here are providing... I will be looking at each again carefully. The one thing that does come immediately to mind is Jackson Browne's haunting song : Too Many Angels
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOZu7oNu4jI
Lyrics :
There's an angel on a ribbon
Hanging from the armoire door
There's a Cupid with his feet crossed
On the bird cage by the door
There's a baby angel drummer
His eyes are open wide
And two more tiny cherubs
On the mantle side by side
Too many angels
Have seen me crying
Too many angels
Have heard you lying
There are photographs of children
All in their silver frames
On the window sills and tabletops
Lit by candle flames
And upon their angel faces
Life's expectations climb
Where the moment has preserved them
From the ravages of time
Too many angels
Have seen me crying
Too many angels
Have heard you lying
Bring the morning on
Voices sing of day
I want to step out in the morning sun
Through the flood of tears
I want this darkness gone
Your sweet face appears
These apparitions coming one by one
But there's no end in sight
Only the dead of night
And too many angels
Too many angels
Have seen me crying
Too many angels
Have heard you lying
Too many angels
Bring the morning on
Voices sing of day
I want to step out in the morning sun
Through the flood of tears
I want to greet the dawn
Cast away these fears
Forget about the things we could have done
Bring the morning on
Voices sing of day
I want to watch the children as they run
Through the broken years
I want this darkness gone
Your sweet face appears
These apparitions coming one by one
But there's no end in sight
Only the dead of night
And too many angels
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Words/music c. Jackson Browne
Thanks, Owen. I'll check it out!
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful!!! Wonderful capture!!!
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