And this is our last view on Montegrisa. I’m standing on the stairs leading from the upper church back down to that highly polished floor, that looks like shiny with water.
Off we go, to another monument, that I always wanted to see.
Well, this is it: The Santuario from outside. There is considerable distortion, because I had to go to 7mm.
In reality, and that’s what you can’t see here, the building is symmetrical. A triangle, cut at the top, in front of it another, smaller triangle, also cut at the top. Everything consisting of triangles. Nothing but triangles all over.
F8, 1/15s, ISO 200, thr range as dynamic as it gets and … this camera is good enough. If there had been a basketball game going on under these conditions, I’d very likely sing a different tune, but as it is – and as what I take pictures of – the OM-D E-M1 Mk II is a perfect camera.
What if I’d frequently went to basketball games? Well, I’d buy a second camera with one long zoom. Nothing else.
The Santuario di Montegrisa is not a small church.
It’s architecture is brutally modern, all composed of triangles and naked concrete, and in a way that contrasts interestingly with the paintings, photographs and in general that the place is busy with people, using it as a temple of worship.
It just doesn’t look like that. Take out all the altars, put it in space and call it a warship of the Imperial Fleet. Darth Vader wouldn’t look out of place here 🙂
Ugly? Beautiful? Yes, both, in a way. It’s interesting in any case, and I love how this is not mainstream modern architecture.
The Santuario di Montegrisa is an interesting, modern church on a mountain (more a high hill, actually) north of Trieste. When we were there for the last time (I don’t know, 20 years ago?), it was closed. I was not sure what to expect, but I hoped to at least be able to take some images from the outside.
To our surprise the church was open and busy with a lively community. About the first thing that I saw (and certainly the least expected) was a painting of Austria’s last Emperor, Charles I.
I had known that there were attempts at his beatification, and I had always ridiculed it. He was a weak Emperor, a weak politician, a weak leader and when he ascended to the throne after his father’s death, the war was already decided. It was clear that the Central Powers couldn’t win, it was clear that he was a puppet of the German Emperor William II, and Charles’ attempt at secret peace negotiations might have been meant well, but thats’s all there is to it.
A Saint? More like a tragic figure, but then, I can think of worse tragedy than to be born into a reigning family, living most of one’s life in extreme splendor, and finally ending it in exile on an evergreen island in the Atlantic.
Nevertheless, Charles’ fan community among Austria’s and Italy’s royalists has managed to get him beatified, and there you see his painting in a modern church in Italy.