
A popular landmark, Recoleta cemetery, houses the famous spirits of Argentine revolutionary and literary past

It’s like a small walled city, with creepy but very picturesque crypts..

You never know what’s hidden there, until you, too, unleash your curiosity

Most tombs are locked. Is someone stealing the dead?
Those left at peace have layers of spiderwebs to protect them

and some tombs even tend to walk around at night..


..or fly around?

just imagine the stories buried in that endless necropolis, of which hundreds remain unexplored and forgotten I felt myself surrounded by legends, by souls who no longer have owners, are flying freely in an ocean of sun rays, a little outing from the darkness they have come to possess.. but not all souls are dark, lots in memory, day after day, or even wiser the more they are forgiven
(- inspired by Carlos Ruiz Zafon)


On a quiet autumn weekday the only crowd you’ll run into is around Eva Peron’s grave
Which is laden with fresh flowers, as if she passed away only very recently
Her fans like to write that Eva’s spirit is forever alive

jeje grazias, maestro!
great yet completely cool and casual pics.
¡Dale, que va! :))
thanks!
they were actually flowers next to a grave I peeked in – and this was how I saw them, so I just put the lens to my eye (:
Spectacular photos! The first photo of the roses really caught my eye because of a perspective not usually take of the flower.
Photos are delightful, given the fact the place they were taken at; i love your comments, or rather your thoughts with each photo. And i love typical you in every word you wrote.
Your sense of being surrounded by so many told or untold legends, took me back to some dialogues we had around our beliefs, like those souls flying around.
thanks Chairman!
oh I love Highgate, the grounds and the neighbourhood. I also went to Pere-Lachaise where Modigliani, Wilde, Hugo, Proust and that gang are hanging
I go to the cemeteries for the photos, although I don’t make a habit of finding inspirations among the dead
Darling,
Since I cannot travel physically just now…my mind walks the Andes,
my favourite haunts of Persia, swims the River Li at Guilin…for who
can retain passports to restrict the mind?…I just sooooo love your
REPORTAGE.
England has a similar Cemetery in Highgate, North London.
Karl Marx is buried there…many times I packed a picnic and
bottle of Cydrax..later Port..Stilton….and dined next to his resting place.
Parts of the Cemetery have little “Houses”…mini Palaces for the
Grand & The Rich. I remember many were left open in the 60s
and 70s…your RECOLETA brought all this back to mind.
Thank you sooo much…once more…I am forever in your debt…
for all the Favellas…the Pools of AMAs you have visited.
May the Vagabond Winds Of Adventure always blow your sails…
thanks…
cheers,
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