But I also enjoyed being in the chapel when it was packed full of sightseers and religious pilgrims. They almost always entered in large groups. Like the tide coming in, they would flow into the room, filling up the entire space. Whenever this happened, I’d step outside and watch them collectively have their minds blown. I loved photographing them, with their beautiful and perplexed faces turned upward. As their guide whispered explanations into a microphone, they would slowly rotate in unison—like a sunflower following the movement of the sun. They were following a strict theological program set out by Signorelli five hundred years ago.
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