Jerichow - Collegiate Church (Choir)
The Collegiate Church of Jerichow was built in 1150 for the Order of the Premonstratensians. It was created on the eastern edge of the German Empire at that time, near the River Elbe and is one of the first brick buildings in Northern Europe. Models for them come from northern Italy, and the church was probably built with the help of construction workers from there.
Today's very cool impression is the result of the restoration in 1850 by F. von Quast, though originally the walls were not plastered as well for the most part.
This panorama was taken in the choir, under the choir there is a crypt. On the underside of the archs of the crossing remnants of original paint are are still visible. In the apse in the east outlines of a Coronation of the Virgin from the 15th Century can be identified weakly.
The panorama shots were taken handheld
Wikipedia (Google Translation): here
To the panorama taken from the nave: here
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Text by Steve Smith.