The Sainte-Chapelle at the End of the Day {Paris Street Photography}


The Sainte-Chapelle at the End of the Day // La Sainte-Chapelle à la fin du jour © Chant Wagner 2017

I like to wander inside churches, soak in the atmosphere and take pictures of the places and hopes they represent. The upper Sainte-Chapelle, of which this is a photograph, looks like a giant, precious box because it was conceived by Saint Louis in the XIIIth century as a monumental reliquary to the crown of thorns of Christ and a piece of the real cross, among other relics...

What I noticed about the architecture of light of the chapel is that, at least at the end of the day, there is very little play of light as if all the stained glass windows blocked natural daylight coming from the outside. I imagined that there might be movement and dramaturgy of light. Instead, there is only one corner of the chapel which reminds you that sunlight can break the preset harmony of the interior decor which, because of this lack of fantasy, appears hyper controlled. It is very surprising. I waited and waited but to no avail. There was this golden, multicolored splash - or powder - of light in just one corner of the chapel, high up. It was not fleeting either. It hung up there, immobile. Everywhere else, the stained windows seemed to eat the light. Maybe the glass is thinner there - or there's a particularly intense and direct ray of sunshine hitting that angle.

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