Meet the doors of Shad Thames, a historic, pretty cobbled street running parallel to the river Thames.
These are usually streets with a human scale - narrow, intimate and pedestrianised. Streets where the doors open right onto the pavements, their private realms just barely separated from the public - separated only by these intimate doors. I find myself intrigued by what's behind them, more so when there are no signs outside to betray the secret. More on Shad Thames soon.
4 comments so far:
That's another area that's been beautified in recent times; nice photos.
Intriguing... and there is a certain feel of a silent poetry in these doors... they DO fascinate!
That's my old hood. Great to see it through another person's eyes.
Paul: I really like the part-gritty, part-refashioned feel of this place. I would have clicked more, except I would have died from the cold! The icy draughts from the river were threatening to knock me cold.
Ignited: Thanks! Yes, I tried toc apture what you call "silent poetry", that mystery that sits in these almost-private-but-public views. Glad you liked it :)
Anonymous: How exciting to have a reader who has a personal memory of my photographs! Glad you dropped by. I'm planning to go back and click more very soon, so do keep a look out. :)
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