Eglise de Rides de Cours

At the top of a hill, on the watershed between the Lot and the Garonne, at the end of a dead-end road... It stands, all white under the sun! A simple rectangular building, flat chevet, bell-tower crowning the west gable pierced at its base by a portal in a pointed arch. Large wounds appear on the south side, to the right of a Gothic portal decorated with a keystone with three fleur-de-lys and rather Renaissance capitals.
The door is open... Inside: desolation! Time has made the vault of the triumphal arch a broken arch. The panelling of the ceiling falls "drop by drop"! The superb stone paving on the floor is sweating moisture that is eating away at the base of the walls ... In the choir, a large painting, naive, deformed, but so expressive!