I like mysteriously beautiful doors. They symbolize so many things.
There is a house with a red door on my street that always strikes me. I want to sit in front of it and take endless Holgas of it with slide film and then cross process the colours till they shout. But I think sitting in front of my neighbor’s house with a black toy camera just might be awkward.
(Cross-processed door by Beyonder)
THAT is an awesome picture.
THAT is an awesome picture.