The lonely church (2018)
The Italian large island of Sardinia in the Mediterranean is a place I love. I have been there many times, as a teenager and as an adult, alone, with just my wife and with our children, by car or on my boat, inland and along the coastline, in the Winter, Spring and Summer, and still I know every trip will bring a busload of new discoveries...
One of Sardinia’s distinctive features is the presence of humble but beautiful Romanesque churches. Their very pure basilica floor plan with a simple semi-circular apse at the eastern end would make them worth a visit if they stood in any town or village, but the fact that they are often found in the middle of nowhere adds a note of mystery and romantic charm to their intrinsic architectural and artistic interest. Sometimes, archæologists tell us there used to be a village there, but quite often no one has a clue as to why a church was built in that locale so many centuries ago...
This one, simply known locally as San Antonio, is one of them. There isn’t a village, nor even a mere farmhouse, for miles and miles... The only access road is unpaved and rough and a 4 × 4 is strongly recommended to get there (I had a very agile Hyundai Tucson back then).
Nikon D850, Nikkor 19mm, ƒ/4 PC-E tilt-shift lens, manual focus, handheld.