Queen Victoria, perhaps the grandest mourner of all.
There is no question that I am Historically Displaced.
An old Soul uncomfortably wrapped in a modern time.
Fragile, yellowed lace calls to me. Crumbling wood and granite beg me to take notice.
Old photographs of apparent strangers seek display in my home and become family.
A tarnished cameo means more to me than the biggest diamond ever could.
And so, I am forced to follow the Path of the Old Ways.
There is no question that I am Historically Displaced.
An old Soul uncomfortably wrapped in a modern time.
Fragile, yellowed lace calls to me. Crumbling wood and granite beg me to take notice.
Old photographs of apparent strangers seek display in my home and become family.
A tarnished cameo means more to me than the biggest diamond ever could.
And so, I am forced to follow the Path of the Old Ways.
Having moved here in 1991 and living across the street from the Morgan Cemetery, I had always had it in mind to create *some kind* of artistic project centered around the land. I even recall purchasing the materials to make my start....simply paper and art pencils.
Now, mind, I am no artist. (per se- I believe we are *all* artists-but I speak of honed technique here)
What starts in my mind hardly ever seems to come out on paper. I (deliciously) envy a superbly wonderful and creative friend of mine, artist Sue Sabiston, who can close her eyes and create a rendering to make you cry!
So, it is that to blame, (my lack of focus-not Sue's talent!) perhaps, that I had no clear direction and so never *began* my hazy project.
Well, that was moons ago and I never did walk across the street.
And then I moved.
And life went on.
A year or so ago, in the midst of planning an outing for my WANDERERS group, I decided upon a visit to this cemetery. It was a lovely day and a wonderfully peaceful place. The old stones call to me, as they always have in old grave yards, and I fell immediately in love! But, alas, still no true project. And who even knows what happened to that paper and pencil? But a seed was planted in my brain.
Fast forward to yesterday.
Because of a lovely friend of mine, Teresa from RAZZAMADAZZLE http://shutterbuggbitten.wordpress.com/2012/05/22/more-cemetery-pictures/
and her recent, sublime cemetery posts, I made up my mind to *start* my project!
So, I drove in....got out of the car....and just began.
Which is a very fine place to start! You'd be surprised at how: just beginning can take you a very long way!
I have decided that I will create an ongoing folk art project centered on the cemetery wherein I wander and meander and pick and choose and create a lovely work of blog art celebrating and honoring the deceased that rest so peacefully there while, at the same time, maintaining a sense of the actual layout of the grounds. A wander with purpose, if you will! lol
Know you: "All who wander are not lost." ;)
In addition, this folk art will serve as the cornerstone for my Autumn folklore storytelling project to be held
right in the cemetery this Fall! (Which I am VERY excited about and promise to tell you all about as it progresses!) The final, cumulative project will then be shared and presented as a public event at Harvest time!
In the meantime, I will try my best to take you on a virtual folk tour of the way I perceive the graves.
I can't even express to you how excited I am that I have finally taken the step to begin!
Let it be said that I profess to setting forth no historically accurate facts regarding the cemetery other than what appear on the tombstones, nor do I approach this from a scholarly point of view. I am merely and humbly *painting* a picture in my own, small way and honoring those of the past who, through my art, may still have something to say. I thank them in advance for knowing that I come there with naught but admiration and respect and a longing to preserve a time that I was, much to my historically displaced sadness, never able to experience. I am so looking forward to the rest of the Path and sharing it with the community.
I do hope you'll join me on this journey.
With much love & excitement.....
~Mimi
How exciting! I do love the art and history that can be found in these old cemeteries. I will be watching with much interest.
ReplyDeleteAs I drove past the old cemetery on 7th Street in Benson today, I thought of Theresa's recent post and made a mental note to return with my camera. There IS something about old cemeteries that just speaks to the soul! :)
ReplyDeleteYay! Our Teresa has started a trend! :)
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