The waterfront was nearly deserted, the stores were closed, and only the churches seemed to be doing any business.
― The Rum Diary, Doctor H. S. Thompson

From the cathedrals of the large cities to the smallest churches of the countryside, space where people celebrated their divinities was the most important place of all, the location where citizens from different lineage gathered in, and in which the communities were more willing to concentrate an important part of their resources. Can a building pragmatically made for God (or at least to be closer to him), still have a voice and give answers today? Can a sculpture of a wounded body hit by a random light in the exact time I walk-in have consequences on my deepest thoughts and decisions still after centuries? I abandon myself while I’m recording the fate of natural light and the impact of the artificial lights on objects, walls and modern furniture, and questioning the contemporary status of the need to search a connection with God in clearly contrast with the pass of time, the different elements of modern life and new daily struggles.