Friday, March 27, 2009

Old Sketches (4)

When I was a child, I accompanied my grandparents to many funerals. I didn't like the funeral homes, which always seemed dark, crowded and oppressing. However, I liked the religious ceremonies, in which most people seemed to find some peace and consolation. At the cemeteries I used to read names and dates on the tombstones and my imagination would make a ghost-like image of the person as I thought he or she might have been in life. 

This is a sketch of the church and the graveyard after a funeral at Les Cèdres, a town 30 minutes west of Montréal.  August 2007.

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