Tuesday, 17 April 2012
Spring in the Cemetery
A spring view of part of the Victorian area of York cemetery. In the foreground is a large stone cross which is a memorial to 'Harriet Dickinson, wife of Alfred Dickinson, Wine Merchant of this city'. In the background is the Grade II* listed cemetery chapel designed by James Piggott Prichett. Completed in 1838 it is based on the Temple of Erechtheus one of the three main temples on the Acropolis in Athens. A rather pagan linneage for a funeral chapel!
Taking part in Tapophile Tragics
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Chapel,
Spring,
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Interesting story of the chappel and an interesting photo with lots to see.
ReplyDeleteAmazing how many pagan connections there are in religious symbols including architecture! Interesting post!
ReplyDeleteFantastic picture! I love how you got the chapel in the background.
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This shows an interesting contrast between the colour of the chapel and the headstones.
ReplyDeleteSomehow I missed yesterday's lemonade stand! Not that warm here.
ReplyDeleteI guess we want strong architecture for religious purposes no matter what its background or lineage.
Lovely to see such signs of spring amongst the finality of death...
ReplyDeleteA very simple stone!
ReplyDeletepretty, with the yellow spring flowers...
ReplyDeleteYes, what are those yellow spring flowers? They look like wattle, but surely not ...
ReplyDeleteI like the mix of christianity and paganism. A case of having one's cake and eating piggishly ... straining at the constraints that institutionalised religion required, perhaps.
I guess their is more moss on the headstones that are visible, than on the chapel, because the chapel is on a base and the headstones slammed into the soil. I like the weathering of moss and algae ... the power of the 'jungle' ...
The flowers are Forsythia sometimes called Golden Bells, and are one of the first signs of spring over here.
DeletePeople seem to crave to see their churches, banks and city halls as grand and glorious. I guess that instills confidence. Even on her headstone, the woman gets her status through her husband, as I take it HE was the wine merchant. Pretty photo, Deb.
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