Angel in Highgate
Twenty years ago this month, I went to Europe for the first time. I ended up in Highgate Cemetery by accident, after finding John Gay’s Victorian Valhalla in the bookshop in Victoria Station. The sky was threatening and gray. The wind was chilly and damp. Still, primroses bloomed in the hollows under the trees. Angels stood everywhere, luminous.
In my mind, the excessively feminine winged guardians have more kinship with the fairy godmothers of my childhood than with the stern warriors of the Bible. Something about their serenity, their total devotion, seems too intensely focused to survive the real world. Silhouetted against the white January sky, standing their posts come rain or snow, the angels of Highgate inspired me to photograph as many of their kindred as I could before neglect destroyed them. Since then, I’ve photographed angels in graveyards around the world.
Cemetery of the Week #2: Highgate Cemetery in London, England
nice photo
Thanks! I’m so glad you like it. It’s one of my favorites.
Loren
Yes, Peaceful! It’s interesting how many of us gravitate to images of angels. There is something very comforting. I really enjoy your cemetery visits! I look forward each time to “where is she now?” Debra
Great entry Loren excellent photos
Peaceful indeed and awesome picture! Thanks for the share
Thanks so much for your kind words!
Loren
This photo really caught my eye. It’s a perfect representation of “peaceful.”
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