I went back to Gorton Monastery this afternoon on the pretext of completing my set of photographs of the twelve Franciscan saints, but in fact I have become a little obsessed with the place and wanted to get buy some more of their literature.
Not only is it an impressive Gothic-style structure, its architecture has its secrets, like way that the light from the high clerestory windows exactly picks out the saints on their pedestals, matching them in both width and height.
Or the schematic of the church and friary laid out in the pattern of the tiles in the aisle to a 1/72nd scale, or the inevitable Fibonacci Series, or Golden Ratio that governs the design.
I would write more about that, but it involves numbers that increase in length after the decimal point so I have more studying to do. It’s very Dan Brown!
I got my photos though and I’m quite proud of the Christ on the Cross image above having got it pretty much to line up with the ceiling timbers and the stone arch that leads to the altar.
And as you wander round, you begin to see angels everywhere, many of them worn away from the years of neglect, but preserved as they were rediscovered, along with peeling wallpaper and fading paintwork
Below is a small photo gallery of some of the fallen angels of Gorton.