While most of us wile away our lives trying, as best as possible, to distract ourselves from the ego-shattering notion of our own ultimate demise, the photographs in Jess Kohl’s Friends of the Dead focus on a wily parade of individuals for whom confronting the inevitable is simply all part of a good day’s work.

Bringing together a selection of workers and volunteers from London’s “Magnificent Seven” cemeteries – the great Victorian necropolises of Abney, Tower Hamlets, Highgate, Kensal Green, Nunhead, Brompton and West Norwood – her hand-processed, black and white Arbus-esque portraits depict the tour guides, grave diggers and litter pickers who man these expansive, leaf-strewn boneyards. Some stand framed in the dusty portals of sarcophagi, some perch upon or linger by perhaps their favourite gravestones, while others are happy to be captured just simply minding their own business and going about their work.

Dave volunteers his time as a landscape gardener at the Highgate West graveyard

Kohl’s work is informed by a interest in subcultures but, on the surface at least, it’s hard to find a particular aesthetic unifying this collective. While a few of the sitters betray certain tell-tale signs of a Morrissey-fixed adolescence or of a wider horror fetish – namely in their insistence on noirish garb and eye make-up, scuzzy biker leathers and general goth-chic – the rest appear strangely normal, more Bella Italia than Bela Luggosi. But if they are all here of their own choosing, then what is it exactly that underpins their membership of this morbid fraternity?

The Stranglers’s Dr John Cooper Clarke shot his ‘Johnny Remember Me’ music video in Abney Cemetery