A month or so before my trip to England, I was fortunate to be granted permission to take photos at Chacarita Cemetery in Buenos Aires. Whereas the tombs of Recoleta Cemetery are packed into 5.5 hectares, Chacarita is spread out over 95 hectares.
So, on a randomly hot May afternoon, I began my quest for reflective treasure at my new hunting ground. In the rows of glass doors that received the falling sun and wintry trees, I feel that I glimpsed something of The cemetery’s soul. Or at least that’s how it looks through my inside-out back-to-front eyes.
I was born in Montreal in 1967, grew up in England and live between London and Buenos Aires. Like many, I came to Buenos Aires to dance tango and fell under the spell of this city where strangers talk to you, tango music seeps on to the streets and the ornate crumbling buildings speak of grander times. I love writing and crafting words – I've worked as a sub-editor for more than 20 years – and taking photographs.
Hi Julie-Anne
Wow! A whole new world. Looks like it has a distinctly different flavour. I really like silhouettes and this is a particularly impressive one.
Adore the concept of inside-out back-to-front eyes!
Bob, I know, it’s exciting, isn’t it?! Thanks for your encouraging comment, as always. Any plans to come this way again?
Amanda, oh good, I’m glad you like that one (scribbled in my Moleskine on my bus journey to work!).
Hello dear Julie-Anne,
You have captured wonderfully eerie and magical. Wispy phantoms seem to be passing by in the foreground as they return to their marked homes before sun fully rises. Your composition is exquisite, as ever.
Great work, as always!
Oh how I love your imaginative responses to my photos, dear Barbara. Thank you so much for your feedback.