The Church
A photographic archive of architecture, memory and silence.
One church. One visit. One memory.
Whenever I travel, I find myself stepping inside a church. It doesn't matter which country I'm in, or whether it's full of people or completely empty. I've always been drawn to the architecture, the stained glass, the silence, and the way light changes the space throughout the day.
I grew up in Formosa, in Goiás, Brazil, in a deeply Catholic family. My childhood was shaped by Sunday Masses, parish bingo nights, and the sound of the Folia do Divino moving through the streets before sunrise.
Today, at thirty-one, I don't belong to any religion. Even so, I carry a deep respect for every expression of faith, and a lasting affection for the churches that were part of my childhood.
The Church grew out of the meeting point between those two parts of my life: the memories I grew up with, and the love I later developed for church architecture.
The idea is simple.
To visit, photograph and document every Catholic church in Dublin, one church at a time.
Just paying attention.
And to whatever stays with me after the doors close behind me and I step back into the city.
Perhaps, by getting to know the churches of the city I now call home, I am also finding my way back to where this journey first began.
The map
One hundred and ninety-five churches across the city. Some are already part of the archive. Others are still waiting to be visited.
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- Visited
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Continuity
12 churches visited · 183 still ahead · since July 2026
The international chapters.
The journey continues.