Graveyards have always held a huge attraction for me.
Not a morbid one.
They seem to give me perspective. They have a soul.
Graveyard photography has fascinated me ever since my first holiday trips to Scotland in my teens and turned into a fully fledged passion now that I live in this country part time.
Quite a change compared to my bustling “other” life as a TV journalist on the Continent.
I am always out to explore the graveyards. I check maps and guide books, keep my eyes open and my camera ready, wherever I go. I gather stories, take pictures, there seems to be no end to the fascinating echoes of the past my research comes up with.
Graveyards are my way of experiencing the richness of Scottish history, connecting me to the region where I have the pleasure to live, with its past and its people. Graveyards tell beautiful, frightening and passionate stories of a nation.
My blog is for all those who love photography, Scotland and her intreaguing, haunting and somtimes even amusing stories and tales from the past. And it is for those who would love to hear and see more about the place where their clan came from. You might live in Australia, Canada or the United States but your ancestors are buried in a tiny plot in a remote village of the Scottish Highlands. See and read their story here.
I believe in the old baroque dualism: carpe diem and memento mori. You can only seize the day if you are aware of the fact that it might be your last.
I go out and enjoy! I hope you do, too.