“To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.”
They say cemeteries are a place of peace, a place to respect the dead, and there I was standing in the middle of an empty cemetery with just my camera. Was I scared? No chance, I love cemeteries. I’m probably one of the few that finds them interesting and could probably spend an entire day wandering around, just admiring the tombstones. Yes I am weird, but it is the best place for me to clear my head, think and write. Surely I cannot be the only one who does this.
Brompton Cemetery, one of the finest cemeteries in London. I have spent months walking past the gates, but I have never had the chance to take a peek inside, until now of course. Brompton Cemetery is beautiful and eerily quiet, especially when viewed in autumn. It felt as if I was not in London anymore; no traffic noises, no people, just peacefulness.
The only thing that troubles me in a cemetery are the statues and angels. Then again, I might have watched too many Doctor Who episodes. The Weeping Angels are awesome, but terrifying. Anyhow, they are great to capture and to photograph. Just don’t blink!