I am in Santa Fe, New Mexico, this week for the Cathedral Ministry Conference, where I am managing a table for Granda and showing off our awesome wares. Santa Fe is smaller, chillier, and more beautiful than I expected.
The full name of this city is “la Villa Real de la Santa Fe de San Francisco de Asis,” or The Royal City of the Holy Faith of St. Francis of Assisi, which is totally rad. Fittingly, the seat of the archdiocese is the Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis Assisi.
It is splendid.
Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis Assisi (Santa Fe, NM). Exterior.
The nave looking toward the apse. The colors are at least 50% more vibrant in reality but the lighting was difficult.
Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis Assisi (Santa Fe, NM). Interior vista.
Stations of the Cross and mural work. I tried to edit this photo because in reality the walls are white and the colors are soooo vibrant. But I didn’t have luck.
Main retablo in bad lighting. All the chairs are in the foreground because of the concelebrated Mass.
Shrine of La Conquistadora.
One of the greatest cathedrae I’ve ever seen!
The baptismal font is the only part of the church that does not seem to fit with the rest. It does not match my personal preference, but it is well-made.
The brightly colored corinthian capitals and vaults make for an impressive sight.
Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis Assisi (Santa Fe, NM). Arcade.
This arch has the coat of arms of the Archdiocese of Santa Fe in the center, surrounded by two suffragan dioceses (Gallup is on the right and Las Cruces on the left)
Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis Assisi (Santa Fe, NM). Blessed Sacrament Chapel [with tabernacle from Granda 🙂 ]
This beautiful tabernacle in the Blessed Sacrament Chapel was made by Granda Liturgical Arts.
According to a docent, the many French archbishops painted over all of the original native/Mission-style artwork on the walls. Luckily, they never touched the colorful vaults in the ceiling, so restorers were able to know exactly which colors to use when renovating the interior. All the patterns (amazing, btw) were then hand-painted with small brushes by parishioners.
This post ends here because there is Mexican food calling my name.