Give light and the darkness
will disappear of itself.
~ Desiderius Erasmus
Whenever I visit the Twin Cities, I always try to stay at
the same hotel. It’s not the best hotel in the world, or even in the Twin
Cities, but it has easy access on and off the Interstate, and I can park my car
for however long I am there. My daughter is more than happy to chauffeur us,
and I am more than happy to let her. Notwithstanding that I cut my driving
chops in the large urban area where I grew up, the freeway maze that is the Twin
Cities completely baffles me. But the principal reason I love to stay at this particular hotel
is not parking, nor is it the restaurant, which is awful. And it’s not the rooms, which are
adequate, but nothing special. On hockey-game nights, private security guards patrol
the hallways. In short, it’s not the Ritz. I’ve stayed at a Ritz Carlton, and
believe me, I can tell the difference. No, what I really love about this hotel
is the view.
But, you ask, how can this be, if it’s right on the
Interstate?
Well, this is how –
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From the front of the hotel, the view is full on to the
South – and right smack in the middle of the view, across about 10 lanes of freeway,
is the exquisite Cathedral of St. Paul, the signature landmark of the City of
St. Paul. There is an urban myth -- not true -- that F. Scott Fitzgerald and Zelda Sayre were
married in this church many years ago. In other words, there’s history here.
Although I am not at all religious, church architecture
fascinates me. The Cathedral of St. Paul, being of somewhat indeterminate style, has everything -- domes, and
cupolas, bell towers, “rose” windows, and all the dental molding that anyone
could wish for. I love to photograph the Cathedral in varying light conditions.
In this way, I am trying to imitate what Claude Monet did with his “series”
paintings in the 1890s. The photo above is perhaps my favorite. It was taken at
sunrise from my seventh floor hotel room window. I managed to capture the
warmth of the morning light without getting any glare or reflection from the
glass. In short, I got lucky.
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The above photo was taken from pretty much the same spot
in my hotel room, but at night. It’s not the perfect photo, as it suffers from
a bit of low-light wobble, but I really liked the illusion that the Cathedral is floating
in a luminous pool.
On other evenings, my daughter and I have explored the Cathedral
from different angles. The photo below was taken this spring, at dusk, from a
street that runs behind the Cathedral. The sapphire evening glow was pretty
much as seen here. But to me, the most interesting thing about this
photo is the cross at the top of the cupola, which appears to be in front of
the branch of the tree. But that was not so -- rather, I was standing hundreds of feet
away from the Cathedral, and that tree was planted into the sidewalk, just a few feet to my right.
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Musical Interlude
Norah Jones, "The Nearness of You"
The next photo was taken the same evening as the one above, but
a little later, and much closer, looking up. I’m not very religious, but I was
awestruck by how the camera interpreted that tower light as gleaming out like a
beacon. That’s not exactly how it appeared to the eye. I remember wondering
whether the Cathedral’s architect ever saw the light in this particular way.
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Below is one last look at the Cathedral, captured in the pale, cold light of a late fall morning, Other than light, what distinguishes this photograph from the two photographs at the beginning of this post? Simply stated, the streetlight that appears in this photo, which was taken from ground level, vanishes like magic when the Cathedral is photographed from the seventh floor.
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