This afternoon I went to the Recoleta Cemetery, which I haven’t visited since I came down in November. It’s a popular tourist spot and only five minutes from me, but the thing that always brings me back is the sketching opportunities. That’s why I went today.

It’s a huge place, and I don’t think I’ve ever been in this spot before, but I was attracted by the angel. Most of them are up high — which I guess is where angels are supposed to be — but it’s hard to draw them up there, so I was happy to find this lovely lady almost at eye level.

I spent an hour or so drawing. Then I went over to see who the tomb belonged to, and I couldn’t find a name! I searched every available surface, and all I could find were the initials JV and the year 1908 almost lost in the wrought iron of the door. Isn’t that strange? This large, very ornate and expensive monument, and nothing to say who’s inside! There must be a story there. Maybe I’ll try to find out.