My favorite church that I have visited so far in Toulouse is Saint Pierre des Chartreux. Its beauty and elegance was a complete surprise. The church building is surrounded by other buildings, so from the street all you see is literally a plain wooden door, which you enter to find yourself in an empty gray stone hall. When you enter the hall , there is another door, which you open to see the inside of the church.
To me, this is exquisite. Instead of gaudy gold gild, the walls are plain white. The main decor is the paintings and the marble, which is of a soft palette of cream, gray, pink and sea foam green. My mom and I stood and admired the ceiling until our necks hurt. It was just stunning. I can’t imagine the amount of work and skill that went into such a beautiful detailed marble ceiling.
I couldn’t stop staring at the dome: the green columns, the wreaths above each window, all the floral pieces with blue borders in a perfect weaving shape, the centerpiece at the very top. It’s too much!
I didn’t want to tear myself away from underneath the dome, but a man in one of the side chapels, the only other person in the church (who turned out to be the priest, although we didn’t know at first because he had on “normal” clothes), motioned us over to a hallway where we could walk around the main altar and back to the choir and organ. (Let me just add, that’s another reason I liked this church, it was real, not a tourist attraction. They didn’t rope off sections and make you pay to cross the rope.)
Stay tuned for even more churches of Toulouse.