Brompton Cemetary
Nice little cluster of graves, railings, ivy and a plinth; pity about London traffic.
Lovely urn with a cloth draped over it. The ivy's trying to swallow it up...
Everything's wonky and I love it. There's a particular Londinium scene set at a moment like this, except there'd be a headless statue of an angel too...
These overgrown gravestones look so anonymous compared to the rest. I think I'd like to set a scene around some 'stones like this, if only because it looks odd for stone to grow leaves.
I'm in love with arches, shadows and perspectives. I don't know why. This one was taken for the columns and the views inbetween, although it would have looked better if I'd just taken a picture of the shadows. Damnit.
This is a better one, taken further along, although my camera seems to dislike light and refuses to show up the bricks. Anyway; the arches are cool. That is all.
One of my favourite pictures simply because she is one of the most beautiful angel statues I've ever seen. Someone must have had a morbid sense of humour - those are dead dandelions in her raised hand.
Another picture of the angel above. I wish I'd taken the flowers out of her hand. She's wearing a star circlet and her hair is gorgeous. Flat-chested though. Otherwise, this angel is my favourite. Except for one other (maybe).
I adore this angel. Not as pretty as the previous one, but there's something gorgeous about it nonetheless. It'd make a good book cover, this shot, except for the fact that it probably wouldn't.
Barnes Common
Fantastic headless and armless angel, complete with maimed wings. Poor thing. It must have looked beautiful when it was intact...
A note on the base of a memorial; she was 'the last one if the noble REUTT FAMILY', and now they seem entirely forgotten.
Another headless angel. This is the full view of the memorial from which the previous picture was taken.
This one was sad - the grave of a ten-month-old boy who died in 1911. There was once a cherub standing on his gravestone, but someone who doesn't seem to have cared much hacked it off. You can see the foot on the left.
A random picture of a broken cross with carved lilies. I liked the angle. I was feeling jaunty.
Definitely one of my favourite pictures. I wanted it dark so you could just see her eyes and her arm; it feels like she's looking right at the camera. When I start messing with it I'll turn the sky red or something. It's gorgeously creepy...
This statue annoyed me. I couldn't get a good shot of it because of the bushes and trees. The wings were lovely though; you can see one, and the rest is pretty much unidentifiable. Wah.
This gravestone had been knocked over and trod into the ground. I don't know why I took it. Seems a bit incongruous, doesn't it?
Another favourite - this angel's waiting for someone to return his head. When they do, he shall clonk them on the head with his wreath. For now, he's standing there and watching. Lauren and I were taking pictures of another gravestone when we turned and got the fright of our lives - he looked like he was watching us, waiting.
An obelisk. Phallic, isn't it? So out of place you half didn't believe it was there. Note the blossom on the left. I was trying like hell to fit that in, so notice it, damn you!
