Doors are silent witnesses. Each one harbors a story, serving as a passage between worlds. As people pass through these doors, they carry their own narratives. It is at this juncture that the relationship between doors and people becomes profound and mysterious.

  The wooden surface of a door bears the weight of years. The scratches, peeling paint, and rusty hinges; all tell tales of moments lived. Perhaps it is a door where love began or one left behind in farewell. Even if the person passing through doesn’t notice these marks, they share a fleeting connection with the door.

  Remember, every door is a key to another realm. And every person opens their own door.

France, Paris 18.12.23