… ? Thirty of forty years ago in the village of my grandparents, this was in deed so, houses were open through the day. I, as a boy, could go to the farm of our neighbours and enter the house, of course following some unwritten rules, they would not have looked at me in suspicion or something like this. But it was already in those days a remnant, a relic of an older social situation / life form, caused by the special geographical situation (in the woods, over the hills, three sides impenetrable border).
In the city we moved to in the late-Sixties this was out of the question, nobody let their door open ; entering a neighbour’s apartement was not possible without direct invitation, doors were strictly kept close. Open doors can be found in the South : When I was in Cyprus some years ago, people had their doors open ; everybody had a kind of “veranda” in front of the house and it was a part of the living room, we were invited for a coffee and a little chat, but not into the house.
Or do you mean the doors strictly inside the house ? Perhaps as a kind of superstition, like “don’t shut out the good luck” ? No, its cold now and heating costs are high, one better closes the door of the living room towards the hallway. And to my knowledge there is no such superstition documented.
I only met one person in my life who really locked doors of single rooms inside his house, but I think this was a result of other psychological disturbances / difficulties, he also watched “the agents outside” watching him …
I wish I could remember where I read it. I think it was in regard to doors within a house.
I once knew a fellow who insisted on doors inside being left open because he had spent some time in jail. . .
Thanks, Richard, they’re my kind of colours. The new theme is the same one as on ‘strata of the self’, just set up a bit differently. I still need to fiddle with it a bit more. I changed it this time because I’ve been posting my images smaller than before so they can be seen (almost) in full without scrolling and the old font was too heavy sitting on top of them.
or you can’t get out…?
what is hanging on that nail up there?
it’s an image that makes me ask questions and wonder about it π
That little tag makes me think it could be a key . . .
i like that a lot, Ashley. it’s something to peep through again π
Thanks, Peter. I’m so nosey! π
so am i π
I’m not sure I’d want to
A rather bleak prospect
Though appearances can deceive
Lovely colours, though, eh?
Makes me cringe.
Cool new design.
I read somewhere that German folk, in general, don’t like the doors in their houses to be locked or closed. Is that so?
… ? Thirty of forty years ago in the village of my grandparents, this was in deed so, houses were open through the day. I, as a boy, could go to the farm of our neighbours and enter the house, of course following some unwritten rules, they would not have looked at me in suspicion or something like this. But it was already in those days a remnant, a relic of an older social situation / life form, caused by the special geographical situation (in the woods, over the hills, three sides impenetrable border).
In the city we moved to in the late-Sixties this was out of the question, nobody let their door open ; entering a neighbour’s apartement was not possible without direct invitation, doors were strictly kept close. Open doors can be found in the South : When I was in Cyprus some years ago, people had their doors open ; everybody had a kind of “veranda” in front of the house and it was a part of the living room, we were invited for a coffee and a little chat, but not into the house.
Or do you mean the doors strictly inside the house ? Perhaps as a kind of superstition, like “don’t shut out the good luck” ? No, its cold now and heating costs are high, one better closes the door of the living room towards the hallway. And to my knowledge there is no such superstition documented.
I only met one person in my life who really locked doors of single rooms inside his house, but I think this was a result of other psychological disturbances / difficulties, he also watched “the agents outside” watching him …
I wish I could remember where I read it. I think it was in regard to doors within a house.
I once knew a fellow who insisted on doors inside being left open because he had spent some time in jail. . .
Oh, and the new theme needs tweaking but I’m not much in a computer mood at the moment.
Totally unwelcoming, but the shapes are rather wonderful.
It got me wondering what was in there. The colours, I really like.
Lovely! Utterly right and beautiful palette. I also dig your new design – nice contrast with the image.
Thanks, Richard, they’re my kind of colours. The new theme is the same one as on ‘strata of the self’, just set up a bit differently. I still need to fiddle with it a bit more. I changed it this time because I’ve been posting my images smaller than before so they can be seen (almost) in full without scrolling and the old font was too heavy sitting on top of them.
Beautifully processed. I love the richness of the colours and the plethora of geometry.
Thank you, Karen. I like the word “plethora”. π