Cathedral Mouth, Boy Ascending

He found the gap in the nave where the scaffolding had pulled away from the stone, and for a moment he just stood there with his neck bent all the way back, mouth open like he was trying to swallow the vault. I didn't ask him to pose. I just waited for the light to catch the dust falling through the clerestory window above him and pressed the shutter. The building was doing something to him — something I've never been able to name.