Andy Marshall's Genius Loci Digest: 24 July 2026
The steadfast presence of this humble church has held up a mirror to the significant changes in me.
This digest revels in the in-between, the transitional, the presence of absence. My camera with its dials and knobs and sharp focus has taken me into the blur of things. It has taught me that because things can't be measured it doesn't mean that it isn't there. The spirit of things, the essence of our places is as real as my shutter button.
The steadfast presence of this humble church has held up a mirror to the significant changes in me.
When I get up close to some of the mills, I might as well be standing within the bounds of Fountains or Rievaulx - buildings that were themselves cogs in their own industrious machines devoted to wool.
Chesterton once wrote that the object of travel is to set foot on one’s own country as a foreign land. I don’t think I understood what he meant until I turned into Hornpot Lane.
After some time I feel like an imposter. I’ve spent far too long here, so I plough on through the rest of the building without a planned break. After completion, I sign out and step back into the great walled city of York.
There is something fitting about encountering a timepiece at a threshold. Before I have even entered the church, I am being reminded that churches are places shaped by passage through time..
There are certain places that contain patterns that have moved me time and again. As a photographer and artist, I have been drawn towards environments that seem to tug up the very foundations of what it is to be human..
In many ways the process of painting felt like a pilgrimage - throwing up its challenges and yet leading me into a deeper understanding of the people behind the glass.
At times I felt as though the building was simply bobbing up for air before slipping back into the currents of the past. At Ashbourne - I simply let go of my anxiety and allowed the light and the building to guide me.
What struck me walking through Louth was how much cohesion is embedded within these surfaces. The town feels less designed and more incremental - shaped gradually through negotiation between utility, beauty, repair and inheritance.
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