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Learning Curve and the First Shots with my New Camera



When I was little I would get really excited about an idea, or what I wanted to be when I grew up, and I’d put one-hundred percent of my energy toward that project or career move… before changing my mind the next day and moving onto something else. Remember those days? I had the greatest parents ever. They’d completely humor me and roll with it when I decided I was going to build a massive bridge that would start from the side of the house and travel all the way across the lake that was an acre away and down the hill. Or smile and give me encouragement when I had every intention of building a water slide park on the side of the house. In each of these examples that I just mentioned, I literally began digging. That’s how serious I was about those ideas… and most of the time no one judged me for my dream of the week.

 

The above photo really ended up being an accident. I was holding the camera up so high to capture the urn that I didn’t see my car in the background. But… I kind of like it. 

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You probably know that I take a lot of cemetery photos, which is something I started doing less than two years ago. After the really cool snowy shots that I captured recently on Christmas Eve, I got inspired to invest in a real camera (a Canon Rebel T3i) and an extra fancy lens for nerdy, artistic shots (due to arrive Monday). Before this week, my equipment consisted of my iPhone, and I’d occasionally edit them using the Camera+ app on my phone. Also before this week, I knew absolutely nothing about a real camera and jumped right into reading and watching videos before my camera arrived. Boy have I been going through a learning curve… and it’s ongoing, obviously. Not only am I figuring out the camera and photography, but using Photoshop Elements is blowing my mind and taking a lot of time to figure out. I haven’t done anything too fancy with these photos though. What do you think about my watermark? 

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So for the time being I’m really excited about my new toy and want to be a photographer when I grow up. All of these photos are from my first trip out of the house with the camera for practice shots. They’re from Linn Cemetery in Wentzville, Missouri, a location I’ve visited and photographed many times before. I took a lot more than you see here, so these were the best. I would have stayed longer, but it was so cold and my fingers at times couldn’t even feel the buttons on the camera.

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I don’t remember if I’ve mentioned her or not, but much of my recent inspiration for wanting to be a cemetery photographer when I grow up, is the amazing and talented Mary Homick of Historic Cemeteries on Facebook. It’s her fault. She has a book and some other projects coming out that are very exciting! Please take a look at her beautiful work. 

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If you follow my blog much, you probably already recognize this stone as belonging to my buddy Johnnie, from my recent grave adoption posts. 

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A close up of Johnnie’s headstone. 

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So hopefully in a week or two I’ll have all of this mastered and I’ll be a rich and successful cemetery photographer. (Did you laugh? You were supposed to.) At least that’s my plan this week. I know one thing. These crazy ideas get expensive really quick. I’m having a lot of fun though. I’d LOVE to get your feedback or suggestions, especially if you have photography or Photoshop expertise, or are named Mary Homick!

 

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You might also like:

Christmas Eve at Machpelah Cemetery, Lexington, Missouri (Big Séance.com)

Oak Grove Cemetery, St. Charles, Missouri (Big Séance.com)

A Lonely Old Country Cemetery at Magic Hour – Bellflower, Missouri (Big Séance.com)

Walnut Grove Cemetery, Boonville Missouri (Big Séance.com)

Machpelah Cemetery, Lexington, Missouri (Big Séance.com)

Adopting Graves 2013: My Thoughts and a Look Back on a New Tradition (Big Séance.com)

Images of America: Lexington, Missouri (Big Séance.com)

 

 


Do You Have a Plan for Afterlife Communication?

So this weekend, among other random things, I’ve worked on getting caught up in reading my Association TransCommunication News Journals. Reading one makes you realize just how many different kinds of ITC (Instrumental TransCommunication) research is happening all over the world. It also makes me realize that just like education, technology, and communication, spirit communication techniques are constantly changing. Like a doctor or a brain surgeon, any person studying spirit communication needs to stay informed on the latest news and techniques. Besides things like mediumship and standard EVP (Electronic Voice Phenomena) recording, people all over the world are getting spirit communication results through the use of radios, telephones, video, photography, voice mail, ouija boards, scrying through things like water and crystals, Morse code, and even dimes being dropped around the house. What is even more interesting is that more and more people are reporting having afterlife communication through things like Skype, e-mail, and text messages. It makes sense when you think about it. Some of us can’t pry our iPhones out of our hands on most days. So as more people who rely on these devices leave the physical, it makes sense that this would be a logical way for them to make contact. Think about it. Even though I get set in my ways, it really makes plain old EVP sound like old news, doesn’t it?  I have so much to learn still…

So, I’m curious. Lately I’ve heard from many people with stories of crossed over loved ones making contact or communicating from the other side. How many of you have an agreement with your loved ones on if and how you’ll make contact after you die? This is sometimes called After Death Communication (ADC). Anyone who knows me knows that I’m going to make contact however I can. I’ll be trying everything! Facebook, cell phones, lights, dishes, garage doors, toasters, pinching butts, etc. But… I’m going to place emphases on items that are on or near night stands.

What about you?

 

Related:

Hello From Heaven: The 12 Types Of After-Death Communication (AfterlifeTV.com)

Induced After Death Communication (ChannelingErik.com)

Telephone Calls from the Dead (Big Séance)

An Afterlife Visitation (Big Séance)

Spirit Visits While You Were Sleeping (Big Séance)

EVP Update: My visit from a rapper! (Big Séance)

Communication with the dead: What do you believe? (Big Séance)

 


Random thoughts from a paranormal investigator who should be sleeping…

Since I can’t sleep due to already being on my whacky summer sleeping schedule, please excuse the following rambling. This evening I made a return visit to the old abandoned farmhouse that MOSS investigated a month ago. By the way, can I please have a badge or something for being on my own and investigating in the dark for twenty minutes… in an old house in the middle of nowhere? I’ve certainly overcome some fears working in this field. In the last hour of our original investigation we had what may have been some really intense paranormal activity, but heavy rain crashed the investigation. In any normal situation I would have taken the time to “debunk” (I hate that term) what we were experiencing, but due to our command central being located out in the elements (under a tent) and the condition of the house itself, we had no choice but to pack up quickly and leave. For a whole month my mind has been going crazy, not knowing if what we experienced was real or not.

The activity we were getting at the time seemed amazing, and it is so easy to let your mind run off with what you’re seeing and experiencing… especially when you’re passionate about the paranormal and really truly want to experience it. This home was built in 1901, and though just about all evidence of beauty is gone now, it has so much character. I can’t help wondering what stories the place could tell… the memories, the holidays, the good times and the bad. When people visit the battlefields of Gettysburg, for example, they find it nearly impossible to not imagine themselves in the middle of the time period. Wouldn’t you? You’d stare off into the distance and imagine the thousands of soldiers battling… the sounds… the smell of smoke… the loss of life. You would try to imagine what things happened in the very spot you were standing in, right? My mind just goes there when I’m in a historical location.

Back to that evening a month ago… I was being a DJ for this ghost party, going down my playlist of trigger music from 1901 through to the 1940s. It was very cool to hear the crackling music, some of the very first recordings ever, bouncing and echoing off the walls and imagining a lazy Sunday afternoon in the same house in the early 1900s. Did they listen to music like this? Did they have the means of playing recordings? Did they produce or sing music themselves? My mind raced. If you ask my sister, she’ll tell you how incredibly spooky the whole experience was from outside, hearing the music and staring at the old house.

For those of us inside the house, imagine what was going on in our minds as our K-II meter began flashing (for some songs more than others… favorites?), almost as if someone was singing along. It had to be real, right? I practically saw a family, dressed in period clothing, singing in the room with me.

When I returned this evening I invited the same guests to another party and played the same playlist. Nothing. Were they just not there tonight? It seems that my suspicions about what could have been causing the activity a month ago (my iPhone that I turned on just for the purpose of playing the music) may be accurate. In a way it feels better knowing, and that’s my job, but I’m bummed out.

Lesson learned… AGAIN! In one of our first investigations we learned the hard lesson about walking around with the new and exciting iPhones.  Now I get frustrated every time I watch a paranormal investigator on TV, holding or using an iPhone in one of the shots. Since then, all phones are turned off for our investigations. But at the farmhouse I turned on the phone just to play the music… and it was six feet away. What could go wrong? I’d know if it were my phone, right? I still find it hard to believe that my phone caused lights to flash almost perfectly to the rhythm of Amazing Grace. And maybe there really was someone there singing along… and maybe not. Maybe my only guest to this party was the bird flying in the other room… or the raccoon in the attic.

Even when we think we know, we really don’t… do we?


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