24 November 2022

Unthanksgiving Day

 In honor of the Thanksgiving mythology (emphasis on the myth), the grave of Joc-O-Sot: The Walking Bear, a distinguished Sauk Chief, 1810-1844.

  • Portrait
    • "In June 1844, Joc-O-Sot was received in audience by Queen Victoria. Very much impressed by Joc-O-Sot, the queen commissioned a portrait of him by her royal lithographers, Day and Hague." - per Case Western biography 
  • Wikipedia for Joc-O-Sot 
  • The Cincinnati Enquirer 1844 clipping

05 November 2022

At home

A couple cozy, homey scenes.

From Metairie Cemetery, New Orleans:

You know she's wearing a cardigan because the pocket is sagging with the weight of whatever's in there. Lovely details.

Bottinelli matriarch

From Mt. Hope Cemetery in Vermont:

A couple going to bed for their eternal rest. "Set me as a seal upon thine heart for love is strong as death." - Song of Songs, 8:6.

31 October 2022

Happy death day to Hannah Emmons (Halloween bonus post)


Here lyes ye Body of Thomas
Emmons who Died May 24
1731 in ye 29th Year of His Age.

Alfo Here lyes ye Body of
Hannah Emmons Wife to Thos.
Emmons Who Died Octobr. 31
17[29 in ye 21st Year] of her Age

Bit of a bummer for Hannah to have died before her husband only to receive second billing on their gravestone and to be only named once while her husband is named twice in full! However, fantastic handwriting and fierce winged skulls.

01 October 2022

Gorey vibes

 Love this one -- it's well-preserved with crisp details and very striking. The simplicity and scale of the design makes it stand out even as a thumbnail, and it feels somehow more modern than its neighbors. It gives me Edward Gorey vibes -- and I'm not the only one!

The Memory
an officer in the late
Mafsa Line of the
Continental Army

obit 20th Augst.
Ano. AEt. 24.

To this fad fhrine who ere thou are draw near
Here lies the Friend moft lov'd, the Son moft dear
Who ne'er knew Joy, but Friendfhip might divide
Or gave his Father Grief but when he died.

22 September 2022

Happy autumn! (bonus post)

 Finally, autumn. Shorter days, the harvest, death -- the best time of year. I've got for you a memento mori -- a winged hourglass, this time -- crossed by a cross and a scythe.

From Greenwood Cemetery, New Orleans, LA, for William H. Preis. Died May 4, 1909, aged 57 years.