The medieval walled city of Carcassonne has stood for centuries, its stones absorbing the weight of history, war, and the quiet passage of time. Within its fortified embrace, children have laughed, families have lived and lost, all bound inevitably to the great equalizer—death. Just beyond the imposing walls, a vast graveyard sprawls, its landscape of weathered mausoleums and solemn statues frozen in silent vigil. Among them, offerings once left in love and remembrance now gather dust, the hands that placed them long since turned to dust themselves. Here, the past lingers, not just in the fortress above, but in the eternal conversation between the living and the dead.
- Sherry Ross
- Carcassone Cemetery
- Photography
- 30 x 20 x 1 in
The medieval walled city of Carcassonne has stood for centuries, its stones absorbing the weight of history, war, and the quiet passage of time. Within its fortified embrace, children have laughed, families have lived and lost, all bound inevitably to the great equalizer—death. Just beyond the imposing walls, a vast graveyard sprawls, its landscape of weathered mausoleums and solemn statues frozen in silent vigil. Among them, offerings once left in love and remembrance now gather dust, the hands that placed them long since turned to dust themselves. Here, the past lingers, not just in the fortress above, but in the eternal conversation between the living and the dead.
- Subject Matter: graveyard
