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even the crosses had a graveyard
One of the things I’ve always liked to photograph when I visit the sacred site of Chimayó are all the offerings left by other visitors. This time, the fence that usually held hundreds of crosses and other mementos wasn’t even there and the other places were penitents left shoes, or prayers rolled into tiny pieces of paper, or all the crucifixes and crosses hung on any available surface stripped clean. I have not been able to find out why the things were gone, but they were and the place felt different, less personal, less emotional. And the faith and sorrow of the previous visitors seemed to have evaporated.
All I could find were some worn crosses leaning on the parking-lot side of the fence, sort of like they’d been banished to a cross-graveyard.
el santuario de Chimayó
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 5.15.2022
pottery + door
Even before I got this imaged framed and focused, I knew exactly what I wanted it to look like…and I wanted it to look exactly like this.
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 5.15.2022
Cemetery Shapes
The three crosses are all different, but all of them are reaching toward the New Mexico sky from their spots in the weedy cemetery.
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 3.24.2015
A sense of abandonment
There is a lot going on here, and not one thing indicates anything but more destruction for this old place.
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 3.24.2015
Dazzled by the Visions
A leaf-embellished metal grate guards some statues, photos of people for whom prayers have been requested, and one man.
El santuario de Chimayó
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 3.16.2019
One Day | One Image 