Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Quiet Repose February 4, 2010
Not all is bedlam.
Just down the street from the Bedlam Bar was this nice little park with stone stalagmites. Very natural looking; the moss was sometimes bog-like.
Lots of old old memories of times past, this final resting places for mortals.
Whenever I paint in a cemetery I put out a warm welcome to the silence surrounding me, so just in case when I get the chills running up my spine, or hairs standing up on the back of my neck, I won't feel like I should skedaddle!
It's a great place to commune with spirit, and hear the stories.