Judging by the vines growing over the door of this crypt in the Passy Cemetery, in Paris, I'm going to say that it hasn't been opened in a very long time.
That’s the way they always look, just before they are opened from the inside. “Mwa ha ha ha.”
What an eye you have. I have just spent some time sifting through images of the smallest cemetery in Paris, final resting place of Debussy, Fauré, Berthe Morisot, and other friends, and nothing I saw was as arresting as your photo here. Not even this.
As if Jackson Pollack drizzled a gold filigree over a multitude of small Carrera marble blocks set with an exquisite turquoise medallion.
That’s the way they always look, just before they are opened from the inside. “Mwa ha ha ha.”
ReplyDeleteWhat an eye you have. I have just spent some time sifting through images of the smallest cemetery in Paris, final resting place of Debussy, Fauré, Berthe Morisot, and other friends, and nothing I saw was as arresting as your photo here. Not even this.
As if Jackson Pollack drizzled a gold filigree over a multitude of small Carrera marble blocks set with an exquisite turquoise medallion.
happy blue Monday
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Ah, a forgotten someone...
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