I glanced out of the window on Wednesday afternoon and saw that the sun was shattering through the clouds: a perfect Recoleta Cemetery sky. I abandoned my piece of work […]

The winter sunlight had burnt out by the time I reached the far side of Recoleta Cemetery yesterday, but somehow that is fitting. I was confronted by this Weeping Mary, […]

“Some tombs keep their secrets closely guarded; others have been torn open by time, their coffins given up by destroyed windows and doors, buried in rubble.” My journal, 10 December […]

It has been a patriotic few days here in Argentina, with the bicentenary celebrations culminating yesterday, 25 May. This is the date of the May Revolution, which was actually a […]

This is the stuff of storybooks filled with enchanted tales of faraway lands. The image reminds me of the vivid colour plates in The Children’s Golden Treasure Book that I […]

Today is Ascension Day. Not that I’ve ever paid any attention to it before, but I saw it in my diary and it seemed as good a day as any […]

Late one stormy afternoon in Recoleta Cemetery, I found this Mary, poised Between the light and the dark, as if stranded on some misty moor at dusk. Behind her a […]

May Day has fascinated me for almost as far back as I can remember. As children, we went every year to Chilham Fair, where boys and girls skipped around a […]

This is my Jesus roof. I stood for a long time to get this shot, knees bent and head tipped back, waiting for the clouds to transform the stained glass. […]

I had every intention of writing about Saint George and the dragon today, this Saint George’s Day. As I entered Recoleta Cemetery this morning, I was on a mission to […]