15 February 2013 § Leave a comment
From a heavy philosophical post just previously, I found myself under a bridge during dusk enjoying these bold structures. Most curiously, this door constructed into the cement pylon with the busy M1 hooning overhead.
This for me is about differing textures and large monoliths looming undisturbed by my presence. A sense of formidable strength and timelessness, and perhaps just a smidge of Alice in Wonderland with presence of that door… ..