I've noted before that the Père Lachaise cemetery is a rationalist cemetery, not much given to chills and creepiness. However, even Père Lachaise can rise to the occasion, delighting those of us with a macabre turn of mind:
|Cheerful devil, isn't he?|
(Monument to Victor Schoelcher and his father, Marc Schoelcher)
|Kind of like putti…only creepy.|
Monument to Etienne-Gaspard Robertson
|Best bat in Paris, wings down.|
I neglected to record the family name on this tomb.
And finally, the photo I've been trying to get ever since I read about it in 2000 or so, but it was always being cleaned or restored or dusted or somethinged when I visited the Louvre to see it:
This is the excellently keen alabaster statue of Death that used to live in the Innocents cemetery in Paris. The cemetery, a pestilential curse of the first order, is no longer there. Its inhabitants were removed and it was paved over to make a thoroughly dismal plaza that I hate to visit, although removing the residents and paving it did solve the stench problem.