Doors and windows always mark the border between two worlds so that they are sometimes an invitation to travel.
Occasionally, opening one of them, allows to discover something different than our cozy universe.
Most of the time, doors and windows are made to get out of dangers and preserve the privacy life.
When a door closes, it seems normal for most mortals to see sooner or later another one open.
Otherwise, if it was not the case, it means we would be living inside a jail and it would be hell.
From time to time, doors and windows are the mirror of our personnality whose they reveal one side.
We rarely push the door of a fitness center, a church or a school by accident.
Two windows, four walls, some verticals lines and few colors for this minimalist image.
Waiting for the postman
No security cameras, no electronic gadgets to get inside, no safety glass. I love these doors from another time... probably like the burglars.
Twilight over the roofs
I do not really know why, but it reminds me of the scenery on the rooftops of London with the ballet of chimney sweeps dancing in Mary Poppins's company.
Almost unmissable tourist attraction located on the borders of Normandy and Brittany, the abbey of Mont-Saint-Michel first was a center of pilgrimage, then a fortress, but above all a prison as soon as the sixteenth century. The image represents the close-up of a rusty cell door.
Typical construction of a balcony called "mashrabiya" in the Arab countries.
Erosion of time -2
The scars of time are indelible. In their own way, they often remind us of events we would have experienced personally, bad or good.
Erosion of time -1
Poorly maintained paintings are often the best witnesses to raise remembrance of the good old days .
Window and vertical lines
This window is quite common in the Arab countries. It is not only intended to naturally ventilate the interior of a dwelling by accelerating the movement of the wind thanks to the very narrow mesh of the geometrically assembled pieces of wood. It is also intended to conceal women from indiscreet looks.
The end justifies the means
Nestled in a dark corner of the Abbey of Mont-Saint-Michel (France), this trap door whose the opening allowed at best the passage of a hand, was articulated on two disproportionate hinges. The Mont-Saint-Michel was also a prison from the 16th till 19th century. The purpose of this opening perhaps was to hand the food to the prisoners. After all, the end justifies the means.
Memory of time
That door is always closed, never opened!
Its old dried-up planks of wood, half calcined by the sun, stand like sentinels, the guardians of a vanishing time.
The door stood before me like a colorful patchwork surmounted by the number thirteen. Thirteen ... great program for the superstitious! Damned or auspicious number?