At Seville Cathedral today, my breath was taken away by the power of a building designed, made and decorated by artists. I walked around just gaping at the unfathomable display of craft, inventiveness and beauty. In the past, when church and king held sway, it must have been been almost impossible to enter this building and not be convinced by its authority, its interpretation of reality. Today, few visitors seemed to be there for reasons of faith. The experience left me wondering what common ground there might be between artists then and artists now, and if the art works of today will one day be looked at with awed incomprehension by our descendants who ask themselves how we could have believed what we do.