I’ve been asked a few times whether and why I like York. There are several reasons. One is that it’s old. Old and beautiful.
For example, the churches. Last month, I made pictures in a church that was founded in 1733. The building itself dates back to 1814, but that’s still older than just about anything that’s still standing in Texas.
Yesterday, I returned to the Episcopal Church of St. John the Baptist — where I’d previously made pictures during a 7 a.m. Ash Wednesday service — because they were serving up an Easter lunch. Founded in 1755, it, too, is an old and beautiful church.
I mean, really — you won’t find windows like these in any megachurch.