One afternoon my friend and I walked up to the cemetery of our village Mercatale. A thunderstorm was on its’s way and we felt like this is the right time to pay a visit to such a place. Mercatale is a really tiny village …..not even to find on Google….. a quiet serene place where locals find their last rest presents an authentic cemetery. We were both struck by it’s peace and simplicity , by walking around we nearly studied each grave stone about every persons life span, photograph and titles.
Somehow since I was a child I felt a certain attraction to spend time at cemeteries; and many years ago I spend a whole week in Paris photographing at cemeteries…..
I guess it is the stillness of time and peace….. A place were time becomes timeless……!