“Frozen Music”: Rediscovering the Romanesque
And why did Chesterton associate Gothic architecture with murder?
The most enchanting physical structure I’ve ever seen in person is the Basílica de Santa María la Real (Basilica of Saint Mary the Royal) in Covadonga, Spain.
This masterpiece in dusty-rose-colored limestone, built during the last two decades of the nineteenth century, wondrously exemplifies the medieval style that inspired its designers.
It is massive, not as in “enormous” but as in French massif: impressively solid, heavy, and stable, as though founded in the depths of the earth, as though somehow endowed, as the psalmist says, with supernatural permanence: “God in her midst, she is not moved: / God helpeth her early, in gray morningtide.”
It is geometrically simple, with clear lines and visually powerful interplay of elemental shapes—triangles, circles, rectangles, rounded arches, as though heavenly spheres and triune divinity have been wedded to the blocks and beams that man hacks out of the mountains and the trees.
It is hierarchical, like the feudal society in which it is rooted, with sections that are distinct yet interdependent, conveying subordination but also wholeness. There is higher and lower, but all is equally contained within a liminal realm that joins heaven to earth, just as man, in the ancient Greek conception, is a liminal being, caught between light and shadow, pleasure and pain, mortality and immortality.
It is magnificently symmetrical, a literal monument to the balance and moderation upon which cosmic order, ecological abundance, and human happiness are based. To stand on the centerline of such an edifice, looking through its great portal to the half-light within, is to sense the waning of horizontality and the waxing of verticality. Look to the left or to the right—it is the same. Look up, and everything is changing, moving, converging upon something high above, unseen but felt, overpowering yet silent, awe-full, unfathomable, irresistible.
Goethe described architecture as “frozen music.” I can think of no better phrase for the deeply pleasing, symphonic effect of a Romanesque church or castle.
I love Gothic architecture, but as an emblem of medieval spirituality, Romanesque takes precedence. The word “Romanesque” is modern terminology and suggests “in the manner of the Romans,” which is an impoverished way of naming an artistic style that beautified seven centuries of medieval civilization and developed into a uniquely eloquent expression of medieval values and aspirations.1 (At least the suffix -esque was chosen instead of -ish; “Romanesque” sounds a lot better than “Romanish.”) As we see with other cultural achievements of the Middle Ages, what did indeed begin with Roman architecture was molded and enriched by a poetic and deeply spiritualized vision of beauty, human destiny, Creation, and the Creator.
Western monasticism and Romanesque architecture grew up together, and the great Benedictine revival of the tenth and eleventh centuries brought the Romanesque era to its summit. If you take the monastic ideals of western Christendom and translate them into the language of enclosed space, with stones for words and shapes for sentences, you get Romanesque. Or to borrow Goethe’s idea, if architecture is frozen music, then Romanesque architecture is chanted prayer in solid form. To be inside a Romanesque church while monks are singing their ancient Latin psalms is a singular experience—you hear the music and see it at the same time.
Romanesque construction spread throughout western Europe, from Scandinavia and Scotland to Spain, Sicily, Hungary, and everywhere in between. It was the fundamental architectural style of the Middle Ages, and it has been said that architecture was the fundamental artistic endeavor of the Middle Ages—as though their singular zeal for a spiritualized life saw the vast earth itself as the most fitting medium for the re-creation of Beauty. If we include the expressive, narrative, and highly symbolic works of art that adorned their façades and interiors, Romanesque churches are best understood as the preeminent means by which medieval communities gave outward form to their inner life.
And this brings us to Chesterton. In “The Hammer of God,” one of his Father Brown detective stories, Chesterton conveys some serious doubts about the spirituality of Gothic architecture, which he rather imprecisely equates with “the architecture of the Middle Ages”:
Immediately beneath and about them the lines of the Gothic building plunged outwards into the void with a sickening swiftness akin to suicide…. When they saw it from below, it sprang like a fountain at the stars; and when they saw it, as now, from above, it poured like a cataract into a voiceless pit. For these two men on the tower were left alone with the most terrible aspect of Gothic; the monstrous foreshortening and disproportion, the dizzy perspectives, the glimpses of great things small and small things great; a topsy-turvydom of stone in the mid-air….
“I think there is something rather dangerous about standing on these high places even to pray,” said Father Brown. “Heights were made to be looked at, not to be looked from.”
“Do you mean that one may fall over,” asked Wilfred.
“I mean that one’s soul may fall if one’s body doesn’t.”
His word choice here is overwhelmingly negative—plunged, sickening, suicide, voiceless pit, terrible, monstrous, dangerous. Could Chesterton really speak of Gothic architecture—the style of Chartres and Reims, of Salisbury and Cologne—in this shocking way? He even dares to portray the church as a silent, stone-hearted accomplice in the great crime of murder: its “monstrous … disproportion” and “dizzy places” warp the mind of an Anglican curate, who kills his own brother with a small hammer dropped from Gothic heights.
I don’t know what to make of this. I’ve never studied Chesterton’s architectural theories. If there are any Chesterton experts out there who can shed some light, I welcome your comments.
Gothic features emerged in the twelfth century and coexisted with Romanesque art for a hundred years or so. One scholar describes Gothic style as a “lightening and elaboration” of Romanesque style; the change, as we would expect from medieval culture, was organic growth rather than rupture. Nonetheless, the affinity between the two traditions is less evident in the more audacious Gothic designs.
I like Professor James McGregor’s summary of Gothic style:
Art historians have described the Gothic as an architecture of the sky rather than the earth…. Its distinctive features are its steep arches, vertical towers, and soaring walls. Its heavenly aspirations are reflected in the beaked pinnacles that top every vertical and extend the building’s reach as high as possible into the sky. The sky itself entered the structure through enormous windows. Filtered by richly colored glass that changed intensity as the day passed, light became the most absorbing and lively spectacle within these vast spaces.
This sounds like the closest humanity has ever come to building heaven on earth. It also gives me some insight into why I am more naturally drawn to Romanesque structures: I don’t feel ready for heaven yet. If Gothic is heaven on earth, Romanesque is heaven and earth. Heaven is my destination, but the earth is my home; Romanesque architecture unites them in a harmony that soothes my wearied soul, and reminds me that God and His divine artwork are not only high above me but also all around me.
My Substack colleague Aaron Pattee, a medievalist and architectural scholar who writes Maintaining the Realm, prefers to identify the length of the Romanesque era as about three centuries, and other experts agree with him. The most distinctive and characteristic phase of the Romanesque period was indeed closer to three centuries in length. However, other scholars interpret “Romanesque” more broadly and assign a much longer duration. In this essay I understand Romanesque in the broader sense, highlighting its continuity with Roman forms and its centrality to the culture of the entire Middle Ages. The seven-century length is based on the emergence of early Romanesque buildings around 550 AD and the continued prevalence of Romanesque style until 1200 AD in Europe generally and until about 1250 AD in parts of Germany.
Wonderful illumination of Romanesque architecture.
I always thought Chesterton was criticizing the villain’s improper view of the cathedral rather than Gothic architecture itself. “When they saw it from below, it sprang like a fountain at the stars; and when they saw it, as now, from above, it poured like a cataract into a voiceless pit.”
Gothic architecture is meant to draw you up to heaven and God, but the villain in this story puts himself in the place of God at the top of the tower, destroying the intended purpose of the architecture.
Abbot Suger has some wonderful passages that illuminate the purpose of the Gothic…I love his inscription over the doors at Chartres:
“All you who seek to honor these doors,
Marvel not at the gold and the cost but at the art.
The noble work is bright but being nobly bright, the work
Should brighten minds, allowing them to travel through the lights
To the true light, where Christ is the true door.
The golden door shows how it is immanent in these things.
The dull mind rises to the truth through material things,
And rises from its submersion when it sees the light.”
Love this post!
Re. the Father Brown excerpt: Chesterton had a pet topic of perspective.
He speaks in various places, fiction and nonfiction, of having to travel the world so that you can see your own home and its peculiarities of place, of architecture, of adornment etc. with the same eyes of wonder that a foreigner would (or with which you, say a foreigner, would view another's home in other countries). Likewise he talks about the world being turned upside down by God and infers that one can, therefore, only see it rightly by standing on one's head. Elsewhere he mentions at least once the notion of looking through a telescope to see our own world and history as if from a distance, to experience anew just how startling the Incarnation really is or, for that matter, Creation is at all; but perhaps oddly, I'm pretty sure Chesterton also used the image of "looking through the telescope the wrong way" – unless I'm mixing him up with another author. (That image, I think, has also been used elsewhere, whether to indicate things that seem smaller instead of bigger or to indicate having an inverted perspective.)
For a direct comparison, you might check the introductory scenes of "The Ball and The Cross", which open atop a Church's dome and which feature a brief standoff there between a monk and Professor Lucifer. Lucifer, seeking to ascend the heights of Heaven by his cleverness and prideful knowledge, while the humble monk finds himself having to climb down the dome back to safety rather than up.
It should be noted that Chesterton was also a fan of irony, of teasing out insight from putting things backwards or at least counterintuitively, habitually alluding to paradox and asserting reversals of popular "wisdom". (For the foolishness of God is wiser than the wisdom of men, is it not?) Thing is, Chesterton is himself, in a sense, that character of his own writings who "rebelled into normalcy" and came to truth, irony of ironies, by being unable to help himself being subversive towards a subverted world.
This notion of perspective, of seeing things anew but also of seeing things sort of backwards, is what jumps out at me more than Gothic as such, in the first paragraph of your Father Brown quote. Not that Gothic is per se monstrous or murderous, but that Gothic would appear so if we were to look at it the wrong way around, as in so many other metaphors of his. Usually he's arguing that seeing things the other way around is the way to see them for real for the first time; but then, sometimes he acknowledges that seeking to ascend isn't always holy, and being willing to be turned upside down isn't always foolish. It's very much in keeping with his themes.
Dovetail that consideration with the comments by Father Brown himself, which explicitly allude to the danger of such heights to mortals who do not belong there – perhaps a Tower of Babel reference? – and I think there's a good case for reading this as a way for Chesterton to take his usual fascination with perspective and apply it to, as another commenter says, the problem of putting oneself in God's place where the architecture is meant to point away from us towards Him. In other words, if there's a hidden meaning – of course it wasn't what you'd call hidden, not really – if there's a thematic meaning, I'd propose it's the idea that pride is a problem of perspective that can make even the greatest good into the deadliest.