i’ve always been taken by the sense of a cemetery. your image captures that idea of sisterhood in life and afterwards beautifully. but i have to note that my eye was immediately captured by the clatter in the upper left. whose headstones are those? the priests? the community at larger? and if so, does the individuality of those stones diminish the Sisters in their shared shape?
not trying to get all up in anyone’s face here, but could a Sister choose a unique headstone in the space dedicated to them?
i’ve always been taken by the sense of a cemetery. your image captures that idea of sisterhood in life and afterwards beautifully. but i have to note that my eye was immediately captured by the clatter in the upper left. whose headstones are those? the priests? the community at larger? and if so, does the individuality of those stones diminish the Sisters in their shared shape?
not trying to get all up in anyone’s face here, but could a Sister choose a unique headstone in the space dedicated to them?
Very nice. I am a fan of cemeteries, regardlesss of the religion of those buried within.