I have doors on my mind tonight…
I wonder who made this? Who thought it up? Sketched it? Who physically made it?
How long did it take? How much were they paid? What WAS their life like? How did they die?
Did they even, for one second, imagine that hundreds of years later there would be a woman, with a camera, with all these questions….and a thing called the Internet…and Blogs.
Would they ever have conceived that the image of this door, which came from their own imagination, long long ago, would be looked at by people in the future – with lives that HE would never have been able to understand…
How wonderful would it be to leave something like that behind? Something strong and enduring, and beautiful.
Something for people to admire and ponder.