a passion for pavements – those solid tracks reliably carrying her on her way to nowhere in particular.
But for a weary and dull mind there’s also the transcendental lure of banal grey pavements, when they turn into scintillating refractors of light...
The metaphysics of light... Medieval scholastics knew all about it, as did medieval architects – building Gothic cathedrals which, through their luminous splendour, could elevate even the dullest spirits to eternal truths.
Et demersa prius hac visa luce resurgit”(1)
(1)“The dull mind rises to truth, through that which is material
And, in seeing this light, is resurrected from its former submersion” (Abbot Suger of St. Denis)