Taphophile: An individual who has a passion for and enjoyment of cemeteries. In 2011, I started a segment on this blog called Cemetery Sundays. The idea originated from an incredible tour of St. Louis Number 1 Cemetery during my first visit to New Orleans. While photographing the beautiful and ornate tombstones, crypts and sculptures, I realized that the photos could be used as inspiration for the cemetery and tombstone props in my yard haunt.
I began venturing out each weekend in October, camera in hand, to document the large number of local area cemeteries. With each cemetery that I walked through, I began noticing the ornate art and typography of the older tombstones (usually from the mid to late 1800s) in each. I focused my attention on these stones, as the character and story of each far surpassed the mundane repetition and bland cookie-cutter shapes of the newer stones. I quickly realized that these stones needed to be documented and shared for inspiration with my fellow haunters on each Cemetery Sunday...
A cold, weathered hand pierces the rust-laden earth of a late autumn night. Reanimated decay becomes the evening's guide. Masked faces bask in the fiery glow of a jack-o-lantern's illumination. A lifeless finger points the direction toward the next porch-lit house. For this is the night of ghouls and goblins and tricks and treats. This is the night of Hallowe'en...