
I love cemeteries, if anything for the peace and tranquility they bring us. They sing a night of countless stories, forgotten memories held in rows of memory and memorial. This is not a plot of land, this is a city.

I love cemeteries, if anything for the peace and tranquility they bring us. They sing a night of countless stories, forgotten memories held in rows of memory and memorial. This is not a plot of land, this is a city.

A few weeks ago I swore off photography. I promised myself I wouldn’t publish any more bound photography volumes. So this the last chance to purchase my work, until I change my mind again.