I have a penchant for dramatic graveyard art, those winged but bent angels, the weeping women clinging to crosses, the monuments that stretch toward the heavens. One stone in the Greenridge Cemetery in Saratoga Springs, N.Y.that has me wondering about its bearer’s past is in the shape of a clam shell. This seems like an … Continue reading Graveyard in Saratoga: Death on a Clam Shell