what is really heart-breaking is the lack of funding for a restoration but i wonder if the original state would be this fascinating. red sores on metal rib cage pillars. darkened frescoes that bellow dust. james cameron might like this.
ignoring the wedding ceremony that required my attendance in the basilica on a very hot and windy hot monday afternoon, my eyes wonder about the ceiling of dust-fumed frescoes like matrix's ship the nebuchadnezzar. or hovering about fire coral on a dive trip. solemn, awe-inspiring yet distressing. here are some of the pics:
With the chandelier lights turned on the decay is vivid. beautiful!
After the ceremony, with the lights turned off but the doors still open for ambient light, it feels and looks like a healing blister.
Very nice. it is like faith has worn us out. then there are the attempts to upgrade: cheap gloss over paint like make-up on a malate whore. plastic electric fans and fluorescent lighting are third-worldly parasitical. heritage laid to waste. still it is very cinematic in its decay. very deserving of a sequel post.
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