Notre-Dame de Paris was the first Gothic cathedral I visited. For someone who came from the New World, where there was no Middle Ages, the impact of seeing such materiality and all that it signifies was resounding. At the time, prejudiced against tourist images, I didn't take photographs, which I regret today. But Notre-Dame came to inhabit my supposedly inviolable universe of mental images. Years later, when I saw her burning on the internet, losing her integrity affected my inner imagery in a profound way. When I finally photographed it on the screen of a documentary film, I also sought to reconstruct it in myself.