Sunday, December 4, 2011

'but the sound always finds me, despite them being dead and gone...'





Kin - Radical Face



         There is a look of wistful abandonment in ancient doorways, garden gates, structural ruins, decayed pathways. They evoke a sense of nostalgia and tempt the viewer's curiosity with the secret stories they hold. Can you walk past an old door, ruined stairway, corroded home, or ancient architecture without stopping a moment, at least in your thoughts, to contemplate and wonder their history? Who laid those stones...what hands bolted that lock...what persons walked across that threshold, and what were their lives? The Secret Garden is one of my favorite stories, and the garden gate, protected by the tangled wall of vines in the book reminds me of the hidden story behind that ancient garden door. Of course, the tale within those walls is mysteriously tragic and shadowed in a dark past, but all doors are different. Doors can be experienced in a spiritual way as well, as anyone will attest to.. opportunities, nightmares, moments of inscape, discoveries, journeys, etc etc etc. All doors give a slight intimation, or warning, of what lies behind the lock. However you view or experience doorways, whether in the material form or the spiritual sense, its cannot be denied that a door causes the human mind to speculate its concealment and privacy, what lies beyond, what enlightenment the unknown holds for our wonder.




























"Faith is to believe what you do not see; the reward of this faith is to see what you believe." - Augustine of Hippo

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