This door, for example, hidden away behind the leaves, was once my front door.
You can’t see it in the photo, but the door still has the stained glass artwork — a storm-swept tree — that was made and installed by my boyfriend at the time.
Still there, more than 30 years later!
Just like the bamboo that crowds the front yard.
But just around the corner, the old corner store has closed. The owner died, I was told by a man who paused to watch me take a photo, but he kept it open until the end.
Some doors are whimsical. They provoke a smile, speaking of magic, of fairyland.
Opening this door is a sign of courage, of taking charge of your life, of being prepared to find out what your future holds. This is the door to an HIV testing clinic.
Some doors make promises. Believe, and you will find your way, they say.
Some doors make a bold statement. I wonder if the owners of this door realised that red doors have been used to signal sex work, as I learned at a recent exhibition?
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