Doors

I don't know what it is, but there is something dramatic and captivating about doors.  Perhaps it's the strong lines, the glint of the sun off the weathered bronze knob, but doors have always been a source of particular fascination.  My obsession originated during a trip to Italy in my senior year of high school when a friend suggested that I find some kind of theme to help focus my wandering eye and mind.  Realistically, I think she was just tired of my incessant chatter and was desperate for a way to distract my attention away from her.  Consequentially, my vacation albums are filled with unique doors passed while wandering down lonely alleys, busy streets, and quiet neighborhoods.  Check out the pictures I snapped of a couple of the doors while wandering around 51st and 1st Ave and the Upper West Side (around 77th and Columbus Ave).