In 2010, I wrote to the Italian government in order to get permission to photograph inside the Capuchin Crypt in Rome. In 2011, I was allowed 30 minutes to make photographs inside the crypt. I  worked feverishly with a tripod and 35 mm black and white technical pan film, going from room to room, photographing the most significant imagery to me. The dank smell of death and decay was impossible to ignore, but I was allowed to walk past the barriers and among the bones and flesh of past Capuchin Monks. Bones meticulously formed into clocks, chandeliers, and skulls adorned with wings were all positioned in careful, meaningful ways. The pictures themselves abstract the death imagery even further, isolating it from the sickly color and stench of the place itself. I’m honored to have been granted permission, and excited to share these images.