The Ghostographer
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I am in my fifth year as an active ghosthunter and ghost photographer (can I say ghostographer?—I know spellcheck doesn’t like it, but do you?) I began in Colonial Williamsburg, but I have since branched off into historic sites in Virginia, North Carolina, Washington D.C., and inadvertently in the Southwest. I say inadvertently because I was on vacation in the Southwest and not really pursuing the paranormal when I found ghosts showing up in my photos; perhaps they were pursuing me. On one rather arduous hike on a trail in Arches National Park there was a group of orbs that followed us all the way in and back out, showing up in most of the photos. (For those of you that do not believe in the veracity of orbs—these are not your standard, semi-transparent circular or hexagonal variety. Orb probably is not a good word for them!)
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When I am actively hunting ghosts, I usually choose places that have intriguing history and/or a compelling story—something that I think would interest my readers. However a friend approached me about photographing a hunt club that he had been a member of for many years because he had experienced an encounter with woman’s ghost that may have lived in the home prior to its purchase and use as a hunt club. So I went out to the club one night more as a favor to my friend and his wife, because the place did not have the history or intrigue to be included in one of my books or blogs. The drive out was significant because my reluctant psychic felt multiple paranormal presences present as we drove across the fields towards the old house that was converted to a hunt club, and we stopped to capture them in a few photographs. We arrived at the hunt club and I took photos all along the exterior and then went inside to photograph all of the rooms or areas where club members had paranormal experiences. Upon my return home I downloaded the photos and quickly discovered several geo-light formations outside, and among the many pairs of eyes in the windows I found two rather clear faces that needed just a boost in contrast and the removal of the grain and distortions. So a few days later I posted the first and clearest face that I found (the one you see at the top) I tagged my friends in the post, and I thought that they would both be disappointed because I did not find the female ghost that he saw walking in the upstairs hallway—but I have no control over who or what shows up in my photos. (In a later blog I will discuss in detail why I use the word what—it has more significance than you think!)
Less than an hour after posting the ghost photo my friends messaged me, and of course when I got the notification I thought it would be a message of disappointment because I failed to find the female ghost. Instead I got this incredulous message that they knew who the ghost was: It was a man they knew well—a best friend who met an early, untimely death in 1993 in a hospital about thirty miles away. Out of respect for the man’s family I won’t identify him, but four other members of the hunt club who knew the man have since identified him. A fifth member said that the photo resembles the man, but that he never knew the man not to have a smile on his face. By the same token, I have never taken a photo of a ghost with a recognizable human face that had a big smile; usually they have their mouths gaping open or a blank look void of emotion. The top photo from the hunt club has the gaping mouth, and the second posted photo (below) has the blank look. The incredible significance of this particular photograph is that it is the first time that one of my photos has been positively identified as someone that lived and breathed on our plane of existence, and has since moved to a different dimension. I hope to continue to take photographs of the other side to ultimately collect an irrefutable body of work to prove that death is not an ending, but a gateway to the next plane of existence.
(The second face that I captured at the hunt club; it kind of reminds me of actor James Brolin as Santa Claus:)
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After 2 years of research, a lot of experimentation, and over 10,000 photographs, check out the world’s first groundbreaking photographic study of ghosts: Haunted, Historic Colonial Williamsburg Virginia with Breakthrough Ghost Photography available at both Schiffer Publishing and at Amazon:
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Amazon: http://amzn.com/0764350609
Tim Scullion is a published author, photographer, and musician. He is a graduate of the College of William and Mary, with both a bachelor’s and a master’s degree Cum Laude. In addition to the book mentioned above, Tim has written a novel, a series of instruction books on the guitar, a children’s book (all available on Amazon) and has a photo-essay published by the University of Virginia in the book Troubled Times Companion, Vol. III.
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