6.12.09

Closed Door

Back in 2004, our first apartment in Beirut had a metal outer door to guard or block the actual apartment door for extra security. I believe we never actually closed (much less locked) that 'extra' security door the whole time we lived there, but anyway . . . these metal outer-doors are common throughout the city, and though you'll find them everywhere you'll notice that there are very few alike. There must be some creative metal-workers in town.

I liked the symmetry, right angles, and repetition in this door. And I'm feeling a bit gray as I write this, so it fits.
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  1. Kate06 December, 2009 14:46

    I, too, like the look of the grillwork, esp. the repetitive pattern. I'm sure those doors are traditional because of past history.

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  2. Julie06 December, 2009 22:56

    I have a grill on my door and also on my windows here in Sydney. Yours is more minimalist in design. Why are you feeling grey?

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  3. Mary Ann07 December, 2009 07:40

    Oh, it's nothing I guess. It's just that at times my limitations and deficiencies seem to leap up and grab all off my attention. On days like that I feel isolated and grim, austere like that door.

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  4. Julie07 December, 2009 22:32

    I have come to "welcome" days like that, so long as there is space between them!

    They are my learning days, my moving forward days. After a bout of grey introspection is when my writing is at its most adventurous and insightful.

    Do you have a method yet to take advantage of the "grey"?

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  5. Mary Ann08 December, 2009 15:59

    You're right, Julie--such times can become a source. I haven't learned how to take advantage of my grey days, at least not while I'm still in them. But when I get out again I feel more capable of kindness, reaching out. That's something.

    Writing certainly helps. I've been a dedicated journal keeper for years, so it's writing of a rather grounded sort--nothing too creative. I hope that all of that writing will ultimately yield clarity. Maybe one day I'll be able to show the grey to myself and I'll understand it better.

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  6. Julie08 December, 2009 22:15

    "more capable of kindness" - had not thought of it like that.

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