I'm sure many of us recall Morticia Addams cooing to her beloved African Strangler, Cleopatra, but can love and encouraging words really have an effect on the growth and quality of our botanical buddies?
Although it seems customary within the Gothic scene, I find cemetery photo shoots a rather awkward idea for a multitude of reasons. First and foremost, the question of taste comes into mind. In my lifetime it is likely that I have seen over a hundred images of Goths photographed in cemeteries, some of which appear harmless whereas others are distasteful and cringe worthy. Not to mention they are about as cliché as the Goths-up-trees photos (tradition courtesy of Robert Smith). Overall, I have no real problem with these images, provided the cemetery goer is respectful and chooses to photograph themselves (or friends) in an artistic and mindful way. That means no gyrating or dry humping grave plots or headstones.
Last year I celebrated World Goth Day with a pic and a small caption, this year I had plans of writing a long drawn out, well researched article about my feelings about what it is to be "Goth". Since my recovery has monopolized my time, I'm not able to invest as much into this year's post as I had hoped to. The message, however, remains the same.