Like the Gesù Church, the St. Ignatius Church (Chiesa di Sant'Ignazio) is a Jesuit Church (which shouldn't be surprising, as it's dedicated to the founder of the order). It's quite large, and is also full of elaborate decorations.




Construction was begun in 1626, but final consecration didn't occur until 96 years later. Much was obviously spent on the side chapels, but there weren't enough funds to build anything more complicated than a simple barrel vault for the ceiling, and it was never possible to build a planned dome. Instead, a tricky frescoist and fellow Jesuit named Andrea Pozzo was given the job of painting the ceiling, starting around 1685. For the vault, he painted an elaborate scene celebrating the triumphs of St. Ignatius. The saint's support of missionary work was emphasized, with allegorical representations on the edges of the vault of the four recognized continents (Europe, America, Africa and Asia). Pozzo played some games with perspective to make the vault seem more lofty, with classically-styled arches at the ends and with sky in between. There is a marble disk embedded in the floor to mark the spot where the perspective is most effective.





Similarly, the interior of a darkened non-existent dome was painted on a flat stretch of ceiling, and from the right spot (also marked on the floor), the effect is quite convincing.

Also like the Gesù Church, the St. Ignatius Church is something of a burial ground. Entombed here are St. John Berchmans and St. Aloysius Gonzaga (in the large side chapels near the front), St. Robert Bellarmine (who was the teacher and confessor of St. Aloysius Gonzaga) and Pope Gregory XV.







Near the church entrance there were some interesting models. We're not sure what they were, but we took pictures of them.


From the St. Ignatius Church, we returned to the apartment to get some rest. Another full itinerary was planned for the following day, which would be our last full day in Italy. After a couple of hours of rest, Nella and I started getting restless. Philip and Connie were not inclined to budge, so Nella and I went out into Rome, with no particular destination in mind.