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Пишет Apocalypse Won (![[info]](http://lj.rossia.org/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} harllatham)@ 2022-05-31 11:39:00 |
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In early 2018, I came across an article in a local paper about an ex-monk building a cathedral in Mejorada del Campo, just outside Madrid. For almost 60 years, with no help or architectural expertise, Justo Gallego Martínez had been constructing a cathedral that was almost the size of the Sagrada Familia, using waste and recycled materials.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2
Justo told me he had long been content with his efforts, even though the cathedral was unfinished. He didn’t believe in perfection. How could he? Perfection was God. Unattainable. Perfection was really only the mask of ambition, and Justo wasn’t driven by ambition. His cathedral was full of half-baked ideas, trial and error and moments of brilliance. It was the inside of Justo’s head rendered in iron and concrete.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2
Justo told me he had long been content with his efforts, even though the cathedral was unfinished. He didn’t believe in perfection. How could he? Perfection was God. Unattainable. Perfection was really only the mask of ambition, and Justo wasn’t driven by ambition. His cathedral was full of half-baked ideas, trial and error and moments of brilliance. It was the inside of Justo’s head rendered in iron and concrete.
