I don’t know why, but I love photographing doors. Ones with character, like this old door, are a particular favorite. There is something special and a door that I can’t put my finger on.
Maybe there’s a metaphor in there. Some sort of sub-conscious meaning to a fondness for doors. A bit like when one door closes, another door opens and the like.
I often look at a door like this and wonder who’s passed through it. When was it last used? Where does it lead? I know it’s daft really, but I can’t help what makes me wonder.
- Camera: Canon EOS M50
- Lens: Canon 75-300mm (using the Canon EF-EOS M adapter)
- Exposure: ƒ/8 | 1/500sec | 75 mm | ISO1600
- Editing software: Adobe Lightroom
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