My Talbots shift dress and how I met a ghost
I am not particularly fond of taking pictures in a graveyard, but the other day when I was visiting the world-renowned photographer Dorothy Bohm, at her residence in Hampstead in London, I was well before time and the only place that I found near her home, where I could sit and wait for the appointment, was, believe it or not - a dilapidated, old church with a huge graveyard surrounding it! However, I soon discovered that I was not the only person there; I saw another man in a coat, tie and hat, smoking a big cigar, sitting on a bench in an isolated corner of the graveyard. He looked more dead to me than alive as he sat very still, while the vapors of his own cigar enveloped his big black hat.
Perhaps he was a roaming spirit with strong attachments to this world or an old soul with unfulfilled desires still wandering about in the neighbourhood. Anyway, it seemed to me a fascinating idea to greet this man and ask him if he was so kind so as to take some pictures of my Talbots shift dress I was wearing that day - photographers are crazy people, they are willing to go to any lengths to get good pictures, even if it means interacting with seemingly dead people or ghosts! So I approached him quietly and coming up behind him, greeted him with a slight tap on his shoulder. He glanced at me with his mysterious blue eyes, understandably very startled at my request, but then with an uncanny nod of his head, hurriedly obliged and took a couple of shots of me, quickly returning my camera and going back to his seat on the broken bench.
Later, I realized that his eye-balls had not moved even for a second while he was talking to me, making me wonder if I had actually met a ghost!
After this extraordinary encounter, I actually hung out at the graveyard and using the graves as a substitute tripod stand, clicked more pictures of the Talbots shift dress I was wearing. I told you that photographers are crazy people!