16” X 20”

From the series FOG COLORED HANDS (2025). For not these few, humble markers the Quaker Cemetery would be void of any indication thousands are interred in its rolling hills, as most adherents viewed grave markers as idolatrous. The few buried under these graves were seen by other more conservative Quakers as ‘heretical friends’, which is a beautiful oxymoron.

The cemetery is a well loved sledding hill for young kids; I believe the Quakers would be happy knowing this. While it is technically an alteration of the landscape and an affront to specific Quaker teachings, they have become beloved and imbued with decades of positive associated memories.