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sacred rocks
Sometimes rocks piled together are just a pile of rocks.
Then there was this time…
Tesuque, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2024
He is waiting for the sweepers to show up
Huh – this series of posts has turned out to have a bit of a religious slant, which is as much of a surprise to me as it is to you.
Anyway.
This is an abandoned church/community center, and the afternoon light made the place glow with blue (or heavenly?) light. And look! There’s Jesus, casting His eyes toward the brooms and wondering when the custodians will be showing up. Or, you know, something like that.
Ima, New Mexico
photographed 8.30.2024
welcome, only stay out
Sometimes I get the feeling that buildings send mixed messages. Here’s an example: a cross on the door AND a padlock, keeping everyone out.
Villanueva, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2024
a staggering amount of effort
Hello and welcome to Catholic Stuff as Presented by a Lapsed Methodist, with a strong assist from Steubenville Press, of Steubenville, Ohio.
The angel supporting (Our) Lady (of Guadalupe) testifies to her royalty. To the Aztecs, only kings, queens, and other dignitaries would be carried on the shoulders of someone. The angel is transporting the Lady to the people as a sign that a new age has come. The angel resembles a native Indian, with its dark complexion. Its representation is not of a cherub, but of that of a young male Warrior belonging to the Aztec army, known as “Soldiers of the Sun.” The angel is also said to represent Juan Diego, whose native name was “Cuauhtlatoatzin,” meaning “eagle who speaks.”
Our Lady of Guadalupe Church
Villanueva, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2024
rest in the place of light
I’ve made hundreds of photos of this cemetery and (what’s left of) the church but I’ve never stopped there at night.
That night in Santa Rosa was just perfect: the temperature was exactly on the edge between warm and cool, there just the tiniest breeze, and the skies were clear. It was far too nice outside to go sit inside a hotel room so I did that thing photographers do. I stopped to take a few pictures of this place and was there for the better part of an hour. Passing traffic helpfully provided a bit of light painting.
Also: I did step inside the graveyard. At night. By myself. And wasn’t even creeped out one bit. For whatever that’s even worth.
Santa Rosa, New Mexico
photographed 10.5.2024
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