Bologna Duomo was a disappointment from a photographers’ point of view. No photography allowed inside, we all were strictly instructed. The interiors were grand and strikingly beautiful. It will be a long time before those images erode away from my memories.
I focused more on the exteriors then. Marbles twisted like ropes, taken along the archway of the doors, marbles chiseled with stories – ageless and timeless intricately carved beautiful facades. I ran my fingers over the twists and turns on them. My sensory nerves trying to grasp the beauty all at the same time.