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The spire of Holy Trinity Church, Boar Lane, Leeds, seen through the modern carapace of the bustling Trinity Shopping Centre.
For someone like me, who has set himself the task to visit and document photographically as many as possible of those wonderful Romanesque churches and monasteries, a trip to Normandy is both cause for despair and for enchanted amazement. Despair, because the Norman architect, at the time of the Romanesque which coincided with the conquest of Britain by Duke William in 1066 and the tremendous influx of power and riches that ensued, that architect is above all focused on efficiency and the projection of power and majesty. For that architect, the absolute must, the beginning and the end of church building, is the wall. Sculpture doesn’t matter. When it exists at all, it is often relegated to simple modillions under the cornice that supports the roof. The bare wall, perfectly aligned and appareled, reigns as the undisputed king of Norman Romanesque. He who likes to smile and wonder at the ingenuity and inventiveness of Mediæval sculptors, is most of the time sorely disappointed by the utter lack of adornment of those great and tall Norman churches, next to which the barest Cistercian sanctuaries look positively alive and overflowing under the comparatively unbridled abundance of rinceaux, human figures and assorted creatures.
No sculpture to speak of, then, is the norm in Normandy. But on the other hand, the masterfulness of the architects and masons turns the job of putting one stone on top of another into a veritable art: it is here, in Normandy, that was first experimented the very innovation that would bring about the end of the Romanesque: the voûte d’ogives, the rib vaulting from which the whole world of Gothic derives. It is in Normandy that it was first imagined and implemented, even as the 11th century hadn’t yet come to a close. We will see where, and how.
Dedicated to the Holy Trinity, the Abbaye aux Dames stands not very far from the Abbaye aux Hommes in the city of Caen. Founded in 1060 by Duchess Mathilda, William’s wife, it was only completed in 1130.
Slightly shorter than the Mens’ Abbey, the Ladies’ church is much more decorated. Do not be fooled by the façade, however: it did take up the exact same concept of façade harmonique, and the sculpted tympanum you see above the main portal is an ugly 19th century “opus” that never existed in the Middle Ages, and sparked controversy even in the 1860s!
You will notice that the engaged pillars on the façade are ever so slightly tapered: the two middle ones are so shaped on both side, while the two on the sides are only tapered on the inside. It is a very clever trick that fools the eye. Let me underline once again that the camera was perfectly level before the photos of the façade were taken...
The abbey church was listed as a Historic Landmark on the very first list of 1840.
(More on the history of Duke William the Conqueror, his wife Mathilda and the two abbeys of Caen can be found in the captions under the photos of the Men’s Abbey, which I uploaded just before those of the Ladies’ Abbey.)
This abbey church is full of fascinating, never-seen-before details, such as these unique elliptical openings at the top of the towers (here, the southern one).
Built in 1865 in Victorian Carpenter Gothic style, the former Holy Trinity Church of England can be found on a rise along Morses Creek Road in the little alpine town of Wandiligong. Built of weatherboard it is a charming example of wooden churches built all over Australia in little country towns. Unusually, it features Elizabethan loopy bargeboard gingerbreading. It is unpretentious and looks like a picturesque country village church, nestled into its surrounds which are full of tall elm trees and surrounded by a pretty white picket fence. The church was last used as a place of worship in the mid 1960s. Originally containing rather ornate stained glass which has subsequently been replaced with plain glass windows, the former Holy Trinity Church of England has since been converted into a residence, named McKenzie. Although an extension with skylights has been put at the rear of the building, the designs are sympathetic with the original 1865 building and are not visible from Morses Creek Road.
Victorian Carpenter Gothic style emerged where timber was the mail building material or where transport and portability were considerations, and most buildings were simplified versions of Victorian Gothic buildings, although some did have very beautifully ornamental wooden gingerbreading and fretwork.
Wandiligong is a town in north-eastern Victoria in the alpine region around 330 kilometres from Melbourne. Established in the 1850s as part of the Victorian Gold Rush, Wandiligong became a hub for many gold miners, including a large Chinese community. At its peak, the town was home to over two thousand inhabitants and boasted shops, churches, a public library, halls and even an hotel. Much has changed since those heady days of the gold rush, and the picturesque town nestled in a valley and built around the Morses Creek, is now a sleepy little town full of picturesque houses which are often let to visitors to the area. The whole town is registered with the National Trust of Australia for its historic landscape and buildings of historic value.
"Let all Christians, therefore, glory in being subjects of the Virgin Mother of God, who, while wielding royal power, is on fire with a mother's love".
– Pope Pius XII.
Detail from the doors of Florence Cathedral.
Built in 1865 in Victorian Carpenter Gothic style, the former Holy Trinity Church of England can be found on a rise along Morses Creek Road in the little alpine town of Wandiligong. Built of weatherboard it is a charming example of wooden churches built all over Australia in little country towns. Unusually, it features Elizabethan loopy bargeboard gingerbreading. It is unpretentious and looks like a picturesque country village church, nestled into its surrounds which are full of tall elm trees and surrounded by a pretty white picket fence. The church was last used as a place of worship in the mid 1960s. Originally containing rather ornate stained glass which has subsequently been replaced with plain glass windows, the former Holy Trinity Church of England has since been converted into a residence, named McKenzie. Although an extension with skylights has been put at the rear of the building, the designs are sympathetic with the original 1865 building and are not visible from Morses Creek Road.
Victorian Carpenter Gothic style emerged where timber was the mail building material or where transport and portability were considerations, and most buildings were simplified versions of Victorian Gothic buildings, although some did have very beautifully ornamental wooden gingerbreading and fretwork.
Wandiligong is a town in north-eastern Victoria in the alpine region around 330 kilometres from Melbourne. Established in the 1850s as part of the Victorian Gold Rush, Wandiligong became a hub for many gold miners, including a large Chinese community. At its peak, the town was home to over two thousand inhabitants and boasted shops, churches, a public library, halls and even an hotel. Much has changed since those heady days of the gold rush, and the picturesque town nestled in a valley and built around the Morses Creek, is now a sleepy little town full of picturesque houses which are often let to visitors to the area. The whole town is registered with the National Trust of Australia for its historic landscape and buildings of historic value.
For someone like me, who has set himself the task to visit and document photographically as many as possible of those wonderful Romanesque churches and monasteries, a trip to Normandy is both cause for despair and for enchanted amazement. Despair, because the Norman architect, at the time of the Romanesque which coincided with the conquest of Britain by Duke William in 1066 and the tremendous influx of power and riches that ensued, that architect is above all focused on efficiency and the projection of power and majesty. For that architect, the absolute must, the beginning and the end of church building, is the wall. Sculpture doesn’t matter. When it exists at all, it is often relegated to simple modillions under the cornice that supports the roof. The bare wall, perfectly aligned and appareled, reigns as the undisputed king of Norman Romanesque. He who likes to smile and wonder at the ingenuity and inventiveness of Mediæval sculptors, is most of the time sorely disappointed by the utter lack of adornment of those great and tall Norman churches, next to which the barest Cistercian sanctuaries look positively alive and overflowing under the comparatively unbridled abundance of rinceaux, human figures and assorted creatures.
No sculpture to speak of, then, is the norm in Normandy. But on the other hand, the masterfulness of the architects and masons turns the job of putting one stone on top of another into a veritable art: it is here, in Normandy, that was first experimented the very innovation that would bring about the end of the Romanesque: the voûte d’ogives, the rib vaulting from which the whole world of Gothic derives. It is in Normandy that it was first imagined and implemented, even as the 11th century hadn’t yet come to a close. We will see where, and how.
Dedicated to the Holy Trinity, the Abbaye aux Dames stands not very far from the Abbaye aux Hommes in the city of Caen. Founded in 1060 by Duchess Mathilda, William’s wife, it was only completed in 1130.
Slightly shorter than the Mens’ Abbey, the Ladies’ church is much more decorated. Do not be fooled by the façade, however: it did take up the exact same concept of façade harmonique, and the sculpted tympanum you see above the main portal is an ugly 19th century “opus” that never existed in the Middle Ages, and sparked controversy even in the 1860s!
You will notice that the engaged pillars on the façade are ever so slightly tapered: the two middle ones are so shaped on both side, while the two on the sides are only tapered on the inside. It is a very clever trick that fools the eye. Let me underline once again that the camera was perfectly level before the photos of the façade were taken...
The abbey church was listed as a Historic Landmark on the very first list of 1840.
(More on the history of Duke William the Conqueror, his wife Mathilda and the two abbeys of Caen can be found in the captions under the photos of the Men’s Abbey, which I uploaded just before those of the Ladies’ Abbey.)
The simple dark marble slab that marks the tomb of Duchess Mathilda of Flanders, founder of the abbey and wife of Duke William the Conqueror.
"The soul is made like to God by grace. Hence for a divine person to be sent to anyone by grace, there must needs be a likening of the soul to the divine person Who is sent, by some gift of grace. Because the Holy Ghost is Love, the soul is assimilated to the Holy Ghost by the gift of charity: hence the mission of the Holy Ghost is according to the mode of charity. Whereas the Son is the Word, not any sort of word, but one Who breathes forth Love. Hence Augustine says (De Trin. ix 10): "The Word we speak of is knowledge with love.""
– St Thomas Aquinas, Summa theologiæ, Ia, 43, 5 ad 2.
Detail from a painted frontal in the church of the Holy Trinity, Sloane Square in London.
My sermon for Trinity Sunday 2020 can be read here.
68011 has just set out from Birmingham Moor Street, the loco is propelling the 10.55 service to London Marylebone. The train is passing over Bordesley Basin on the Grand Union canal. The basin was created when the local road system was re-modelled in the 1970's and the canal needed to be diverted. In the background is Holy Trinity church Camp Hill, it is a fine building and has been listed.
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Holy Trinity, Hull, Yorkshire. West facade 15th century restored 1859-72 by Scott. To left is Market Hall 1902-4 by Joseph Hirst and 1990. Public square recently paved. Sketched on site with grey fibretip.
"From what has been said, then, one must hold that in the divine nature three Persons subsist: the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit; and that these three are one God, distinguished from one another by relations only. For the Father is distinguished from the Son by the relations of paternity and innascibility; the Son from the Father by the relation of sonship; the Father and the Son from the Holy Spirit by spiration, so to say; and the Holy Spirit from the Father and the Son by the procession of love, by this He proceeds from each of Them."
– St Thomas Aquinas, Summa Contra Gentiles, IV, 26, 1.
This Russian icon of the Blessed Trinity appearing as angels at the Oak of Mamre is in the Hillwood Estate in Washington DC.
My sermon for Trinity Sunday 2020 can be read here.
Once known as the 'Cathedral Church of the Holy Trinity', Chichester Cathedral is the seat of the Anglican Bishop of Chichester. It is located in West Sussex, United Kingdom and was founded as a cathedral in 1075, when the seat of the bishop was moved from Selsey.
Chiesa della Santissima Trinità, one of the "minor churches" in Bologna. Designed by Bolognese architect Francesco Martini (not to be confused with the much more famous Sienese architect Francesco di Giorgio Martini). Built 1672-1720.
"And every priest stands daily at his service, offering repeatedly the same sacrifices, which can never take away sins. But when Christ had offered for all time a single sacrifice for sins, he sat down at the right hand of God, then to wait until his enemies should be made a stool for his feet. For by a single offering he has perfected for all time those who are sanctified."
– Heb 10:11-14, which is part of today's 1st reading at Mass.
Sculpture of the Blessed Trinity in the medieval form of the 'Mercy Seat' from the church of Notre Dame de la Chapelle in Brussels.
For someone like me, who has set himself the task to visit and document photographically as many as possible of those wonderful Romanesque churches and monasteries, a trip to Normandy is both cause for despair and for enchanted amazement. Despair, because the Norman architect, at the time of the Romanesque which coincided with the conquest of Britain by Duke William in 1066 and the tremendous influx of power and riches that ensued, that architect is above all focused on efficiency and the projection of power and majesty. For that architect, the absolute must, the beginning and the end of church building, is the wall. Sculpture doesn’t matter. When it exists at all, it is often relegated to simple modillions under the cornice that supports the roof. The bare wall, perfectly aligned and appareled, reigns as the undisputed king of Norman Romanesque. He who likes to smile and wonder at the ingenuity and inventiveness of Mediæval sculptors, is most of the time sorely disappointed by the utter lack of adornment of those great and tall Norman churches, next to which the barest Cistercian sanctuaries look positively alive and overflowing under the comparatively unbridled abundance of rinceaux, human figures and assorted creatures.
No sculpture to speak of, then, is the norm in Normandy. But on the other hand, the masterfulness of the architects and masons turns the job of putting one stone on top of another into a veritable art: it is here, in Normandy, that was first experimented the very innovation that would bring about the end of the Romanesque: the voûte d’ogives, the rib vaulting from which the whole world of Gothic derives. It is in Normandy that it was first imagined and implemented, even as the 11th century hadn’t yet come to a close. We will see where, and how.
Dedicated to the Holy Trinity, the Abbaye aux Dames stands not very far from the Abbaye aux Hommes in the city of Caen. Founded in 1060 by Duchess Mathilda, William’s wife, it was only completed in 1130.
Slightly shorter than the Mens’ Abbey, the Ladies’ church is much more decorated. Do not be fooled by the façade, however: it did take up the exact same concept of façade harmonique, and the sculpted tympanum you see above the main portal is an ugly 19th century “opus” that never existed in the Middle Ages, and sparked controversy even in the 1860s!
You will notice that the engaged pillars on the façade are ever so slightly tapered: the two middle ones are so shaped on both side, while the two on the sides are only tapered on the inside. It is a very clever trick that fools the eye. Let me underline once again that the camera was perfectly level before the photos of the façade were taken...
The abbey church was listed as a Historic Landmark on the very first list of 1840.
(More on the history of Duke William the Conqueror, his wife Mathilda and the two abbeys of Caen can be found in the captions under the photos of the Men’s Abbey, which I uploaded just before those of the Ladies’ Abbey.)
A so-called “cavalier perspective” of the nave.
Built in 1865 in Victorian Carpenter Gothic style, the former Holy Trinity Church of England can be found on a rise along Morses Creek Road in the little alpine town of Wandiligong. Built of weatherboard it is a charming example of wooden churches built all over Australia in little country towns. Unusually, it features Elizabethan loopy bargeboard gingerbreading. It is unpretentious and looks like a picturesque country village church, nestled into its surrounds which are full of tall elm trees and surrounded by a pretty white picket fence. The church was last used as a place of worship in the mid 1960s. Originally containing rather ornate stained glass which has subsequently been replaced with plain glass windows, the former Holy Trinity Church of England has since been converted into a residence, named McKenzie. Although an extension with skylights has been put at the rear of the building, the designs are sympathetic with the original 1865 building and are not visible from Morses Creek Road.
Victorian Carpenter Gothic style emerged where timber was the mail building material or where transport and portability were considerations, and most buildings were simplified versions of Victorian Gothic buildings, although some did have very beautifully ornamental wooden gingerbreading and fretwork.
Wandiligong is a town in north-eastern Victoria in the alpine region around 330 kilometres from Melbourne. Established in the 1850s as part of the Victorian Gold Rush, Wandiligong became a hub for many gold miners, including a large Chinese community. At its peak, the town was home to over two thousand inhabitants and boasted shops, churches, a public library, halls and even an hotel. Much has changed since those heady days of the gold rush, and the picturesque town nestled in a valley and built around the Morses Creek, is now a sleepy little town full of picturesque houses which are often let to visitors to the area. The whole town is registered with the National Trust of Australia for its historic landscape and buildings of historic value.
Adare, Ireland
A 19th century village church built around a 13th century tower that was part of the ruins of Trinitarian Priory
Sony A850 with Minolta AF 20mm f/2.8 Lens
Meander Valley Road, Westbury, Tasmania.
This large cruciform bluestone church in the Decorated Gothic style was begun in 1869 and the building consecrated in 1874. It was designed by Henry Hunter, Tasmania's most prolific Victorian architect. The tower was added early this century.1 The marble high altar and reredos were designed by Alexander North.
c.1880 William Anderson; opened February 1881.
Ren 2007 Laurie Pipe Organs. 2m., 17 sp.st., 3c., tr.
Gt: 8.8 divided.8.8.4.4.2-2/3.2.8. Sw: 16.8.8.4.2.8.8. Ped: 16.
Historical and Technical Documentation by John Maidment
© OHTA (last updated May 2011)
More of the buildings history can be found on this page - www.ohta.org.au/organs/organs/WestburyCath.html
A standard / straight photo of Holy Trinity church at Eccleshall, Staffordshire. The oldest parts of the church date from 1195, although the tower is some 50 years younger up to the clock, being in Early English style. Above that it's then about 200 years younger, being in Perpendicular Gothic style. However, the pinnacles - although they look 15th century - were added in 1897.
Also, the narrow windows to the right of the fir-tree are 13th century in style, whereas those to the left of the tree are much later from the 15th century.
"We have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul, a hope that enters into the inner shrine behind the curtain, where Jesus has gone as a forerunner on our behalf, having become a high priest for ever after the order of Melchizedek."
– Hebrews 6:19-20, which is part of today's 1st reading at Mass.
Stained glass window from the church of the Holy Trinity in Detroit.
At the end of this unprepossessing row of cottages is 167 Camp Hill, the Wilson family home, my late wife's parents.
Inside the house that was built in 1707, a Black Oak ceiling beam ran through the whole row, the floorboards were 12 inch wide oak and the steep wooden staircase had no nails or screws, it was wooden pegged. On the down side it had no hot water system, just a cold tap in the kitchen, obviously no bathroom or indoor toilet either. The shared toilet was part of the wash house and was between the houses in the back garden, if one so wished it was possible to sit with the door open and watch trains being banked up the Camp Hill line, you could also see the floodlights and hear the cheers from St Andrews as another goal was scored against 'The Blues' The back of the cottages was accessed from the front by a tunnel under the houses, that tunnel had a very steep slope, that is why 167 has a walled yard at the front the wall preventing a fall down an eight foot drop onto the engineers blue brick tunnel floor, the other side is the original 7th day Adventist church a new church was built to replace it further along when this was demolished. The attic window was from where I took a number of pictures of Camp Hill and by leaning out, Bordesley flyover. The cottage next door but one was occupied by a family of numerous children, the head of that family collected motor cycles, when each one failed it was wheeled round the back and dumped in the garden, The father was nicknamed 'The Mariner' by the Wilson family, this stemmed from his arrival home one day with a boat atop the double adult sidcar attached to his wheezing BSA A7. The boat was turned sideways, manoeuvred down the tunnel and put in the back garden, never to see water again.
The house had a beautiful polished oak front door with brass fittings polished lovingly every week until Birmingham City Council bought the cottages and painted all the doors in cheery bright Corporation Red, grandma Flynn wept, that was the sum total of maintenance that Birmingham did to the houses. Eventually notice to quit arrived, the Wilsons being first to go to a house in Acocks Green, the picture was taken that day, the green Commer minibus loaded with the last of the family belongings. The houses emptied, one by one and stood empty and rotting for over 10 years until demolition. Of the old Camp Hill only Holy Trinity Church remains, my wife sang in the choir here in the morning and in the afternoon trotted across to the Catholic church and sang there, she would probably have sang at the 7th Day Adventist church too if there had been time.
I remember 167 as a happy place, good parties with generous food and drink, we sat late into the night talking politics, religion, books, photography and music. I first heard good jazz here and was taught that classical music was not just a load of old rubbish, it was heady stuff for a scruffy Rocker working on the track at BSA. I still miss the place.
The new picture is a car park, roughly where 167 stood.
Copyright Geoff Dowling; all rights reserved
...as a matter of fact it's all light.
Museum of the Moon in Hull Minster, 6th September 2018.
Created by BAFTA and Ivor Novello award winning composer Dan Jones, the installation measures seven metres in diameter and features detailed NASA imagery of the lunar surface. Each centimetre of the internally lit spherical sculpture represents 5km of the moon’s surface.
I took a quick trip out at lunch time today to take some shots for the Never Professional group challenge 'Religion/Spirituality'.
As ever I had a shot in mind but ended up taking something entirely different!
Love the challenges for encouraging me to take shots that I perhaps wouldn't normally take.
"Thomas said, ‘Lord, we do not know where you are going, so how can we know the way?’ Jesus said:
‘I am the Way, the Truth and the Life.
No one can come to the Father except through me.
If you know me, you know my Father too.
From this moment you know him and have seen him.’
Philip said, ‘Lord, let us see the Father and then we shall be satisfied.’ ‘Have I been with you all this time, Philip,’ said Jesus to him ‘and you still do not know me?
‘To have seen me is to have seen the Father,
so how can you say, “Let us see the Father”?"
– John 14:5-11, which is part of today's Gospel for the 5th Sunday of Easter.
My homily for today can be read here.
This fresco by Masaccio is in the Dominican church of Santa Maria Novella in Florence.
The joys of a solitary winter walk by the river.
Framed prints of my photos are available at Fine Art America