Graveyards are symbols of many things besides death. They’re a history of towns, of cultures, and the people who inhabit them. They’re a memory of life and the tale of lives long and short. They’re magnificent landmarks in majestic spaces. They’re articulate sculptures made by amazing artisans. Most of all, they’re the final resting place of the souls that make up our past. Call it superstition, or call it respect, every time I take a step into a graveyard I close my eyes and I thank those souls for allowing me to visit their beautiful place of rest. Every grave tells a story —and these photos are my way of telling them.