2012. Piotr Wójcik
The crowded town market, music is coming from every lane, crush on the camping sites, camps on streets, noise, neigh. Horses are eating nearby.
That’s how Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer looks like once a year. Pilgrims come to the procession that sets off from the church and goes to the coast. They are carrying a dark, wooden statue upon their shoulders.
No one knows when the pilgrims visited the French town for the first time, but they come invariably every year at the same dates – the 24th and 25th of May.
They keep vigil by the figure at night and in the morning they lead her to the beach.
Sand, water and the statue cause an ecstasy. Pilgrims are shouting in enchantment “Sarah, Saint Sarah!”