So two weeks ago I was thinking about death a lot. I don’t really know why. I wasn’t thinking about my death, or any death really, just kind of death was in my head.
It started with and episode of COPS. I don’t remember what it was about but it got me thinking about handcuffs. So I got the pair I have out of my prop bin, and just started playing with them while I watched the rest of the episode. If I could go off topic for a moment the cuffs I have are not “official”, but they are heavy duty stainless steel, double locking, with a key that’s remarkably similar to a real key.
Now the handcuffs got me thinking about serial killers. Somebody tied up, blood, knives, nakedness. I think it’d be something fun to photograph. I don’t have anything specific, concrete planned, but you may be seeing some pictures in the future.
Then I went to bed, next day I needed to go out. I still had the same general feeling as the previous night. It was nice outside so I thought I would head downtown, no particular destination in mind. On the way I passed Forest Hill Cemetery. I decided to go in.
I’ve been to Forest Hill before. It’s a very interesting place, with a lot of history. There’s even an Effigy Mound, so this particular piece of land has been used as a burial ground for hundreds, if not thousands of years.
So to recap —>COPS–>handcuffs–>serial killers–>cemetery. I’ve had an idea for a while to do some back lighting of these particular tombstones. These markers are in the part of the cemetery reserved for veterans, most of them served in WWII but I did see a few from earlier wars as well. The back lighting idea really didn’t work this time but the image below did.
