Digital Remake of a Headstone Rubbing~Alpine, Texas Cemetery~1968
As a college Freshman, I had to decide on a Minor field of study that would compliment my Major...PhysEd. ART, said the counselor is not compatible with your chosen major...I suggest HEALTH. "Thanks, but I don't want to teach Health, and Art is the only other area I see that interests me, and I think it will come in handy for drawing bones." And so it did, although I never dreamed it would lead me to the ancient graves of the Anasazi...Letter A~Ancient Anasazi Artifact Artist... or the graves of my ancestors.
The decision to study Art in 1968 must have been 'DNA Ancestor guided' as it prepared me for a lifetime of Grave Yard Art and Genealogy Study. A first Art Class assignment...the Gravestone Rubbing...set me up forever as a Grave Yard Artist. Gravestone Rubbings have long been used in the field of Genealogy as a valuable tool in preserving and recording information from deteriorating headstones. For the 'Family Historian', a rubbing can become part of an ancestors portfolio and physical reminder of having visited that persons grave.
For over forty years I have sketched and photographed headstones in many cemeteries throughout Texas. In the last few years, I have been a Contributor and Volunteer Photographer for Find A Grave....a worldwide website of Virtual Cemeteries which also serves as a research site for Genealogist. The above photograph and the following ones are from Tamarisk Cemetery in Ward County, Texas, established in the 1800's, and resting place of my parents, a sibling and several Texas Ancestors.
The headstones themselves often reveal much about the person for which they stand with the sculptural shape and material from which they are made. Even more revealing are the gifts left by the mourners and the engraved messages that express their grief and belief in the hereafter.
A precious one from us has gone. His voice we loved is stilled.
A place is vacant in our home which never can be filled.
God in his wisdom has recalled the boon that love has given.
And though the body slumbers here, the Soul, is safe in heaven.
Gone but not forgotten.
June 1852 ~ May 1935