12″ x 18″
Ominous and overshadowed by the weight of the sky above, this old church in Brazil reminds me of what religion feels like in many cultures around the world. I’ve always had a respect for sacred spaces when I travel, but rarely do I find one that feels entirely comfortable.
I like this church because of its unassuming modesty and enduring strength. Obviously battered and broken, it reminds me of a weathered vessel that has endured many years of burden serving out its purpose. Yet in assuming such a simple form the building maintains its dignity even in decay.
It seems a painful yet apt metaphor for the spiritual journey itself.