Alien Walk: The Cemetery

I have chosen the Stonewall Jackson Memorial Cemetery as the location for my Alien Walk project. Though I say "I have chosen", as if I had an active part in the choosing, the opposite was really true. I began walking into town, casually wandering to find an area that called to me, and my feet simply took me there with little deciding from my mind. Perhaps this is because it is the place in town I know best, as the only place off of Washington Street I consistently and actively chose to visit throughout my years on campus. Many summer nights were spent stargazing with friends among the graves; I've never feared the area.
That being said, upon arrival I realized how little I actually knew about the true atmosphere of the area, the feeling of quietly sitting alone during the day, how many people visited and why they came. As such, my first experiment involved sitting on a bench next to the Stonewall Jackson Memorial statue and simply watching and recording. This was mostly so I would steer clear of the more recent graves, keeping my observations to the historical side of the cemetery so as to not disturb those with a less pleasant purpose for their visit. It was warm out, and a good day for quiet observation.
Almost immediately I noticed a young man walking through, ear buds in, passing to my right. I've rarely seen any other people visiting in the past, because I usually came at weird times, and his determined stride struck me. I began recording the paths of people I saw, where they stopped to look at memorials, and the patterns of their actions. When there weren't people, I recorded the actions of the birds above, or how the wind swirled around my face. Though the graveyard seemed still at first glance, it was dancing with movement.
From now on I'm going to record movement, as it feels appropriate to juxtapose the resting place of the deceased with the acts of the living.