Emily Anderson's Dia de los Muertos altar at her Bluebird Fairies studio for First Friday.
A Dia de los Muertos altar at the Middlebury College multi-cultural center.
Portable shopping cart shrine to la Virgen, snapped in North Hollywood by Matthew Anderson.
Michelle "Struggling Actress" Halac sent this snapshot from LA streets. Note the Scientology center in the background.
At Burlington City Arts + Shelburne Farm's annual Of Land and Local, works by artist and Helen Day Art Center director Rachel Moore occupied the first floor gallery. This untitled work is modeled after shrines in the Greek Orthodox tradition, which specifically use carnations — Moore was a Fulbright Fellow in Thessaloniki, Greece, from 2009-2010.
The exhibition label reads:
This vignette serves as a memorial to the human impact of global climate change. Moore's somber offering of broken and twisted cast flowers [carnations] provides a poignant reminder of the lives lost and displaced by water-related catastrophes.
On Sunday, December 4, over 200 community members gathered at Main Street Landing Union Station in Burlington for an event of information about, and prayer with, the water protectors at Standing Rock. Organizers, speakers and spiritual leaders included Charlie Megeso, Rosemary Gladstar, Katrina Coravos, Guido Mase, Pam Montgomery, Fearn Lickfield, Zoe Lemos, Amy Goodman Kiefer and Senayit.
During the speaking portion of the event, an altar sat towards the back of the room, lakeside, with a bowl of water at its center and arrangements and offerings surrounding it. It was moved to the center of the room for the prayer circle, which was led by Fearn Lickfield of the Green Mountain Druid Order. Community members added water from their own homes to the bowl, which was taken outside and deposited into Lake Champlain in a procession led by Charlie Megeso, Katrina Coravos and Lickfield.
Due to phone trouble, this is the only surviving of the photos I took which is a goddamned shame because it was beautiful.
Shots of the Witches' Healing Altar inside the Omen shop in Salem, Massachusetts. Was positively swarming with tourists during my early fall visit (as a tourist).
The signs instruct guests to:
Write the name of a loved one who needs healing on a piece of parchment and place it in the cauldron on the altar. / Peer into the mist of the scrying bowl to see a vision of your future. / To create magic for healing, love, prosperity, career, or any benevolent intention, purchase a votive candle and leave it to burn on the altar.
From OUT OF THE BLUE comes Paulie, aka Paul Foreman, delightful college friend whom I have not seen in years, offering pictures from his travels in Taiwan. He writes:
The attached photos were taken just outside a small town called Rueili, in the mountainous center of Taiwan. This area is quite rural and the main thing people do for a living is run tea plantations (you can see a field of tea growing behind the incense burner in one photo). I'm sorry to say I wasn't quite able to figure out just who that statue is of, as I don't speak Chinese. But I do know that it is a local spirit/deity, and that shrines like this are common in Buddhist areas. Many places have their own stories and heroes that are incorporated into the Buddhist belief system. They are a way to honor one's ancestors, especially on festival days. Somebody in town has been keeping this shrine's incense lit for at least the past few days - it's been burning every time I walk past.
Paulie reports that he lives in Asia now, dividing his time between "super-Catholic Philippines and super-Buddhist Vietnam" and frequently sees shrines - "not just in 'official' places of worship but also in people's homes."
Thank you Paulie!
For whatever many reasons, there is a whole host of altars and shrines and memorials that were never posted here, most, if not all, from LA days. I'd like to post them, even though they will most likely lack much contextualizing details.
This first one is outside of Cha-Cha Lounge, next to mine and Lauren's Silverlake apartment. I think, but can't be sure, that this memorial was in honor of one of the guys who worked in Gus's food truck. He died young, and suddenly.
Belated: I almost didn't notice this faded-paint ghost bike in the dreary dull Burlington afternoon light. It's chained to a tree outside of Radio Bean, with a sprig of fake pink flowers stuck in the frame. According to Radio Bean barista, it's not a memorial to anyone in particular, but the leftovers from a past Day of the Dead bike ride.