After another tough weekend of work it is nice to sit down and filter through some of my recent pictures of the worldly wonder known as the white door. I've been thinking about the photography of inanimate objects and that if you take enough pictures of them, in enough different places and different positions, they can take on a life of there own. This new life is only created in ones mind, and the life within this project differs from what you see. My relationship is much different with the door, more intimate. This picture has the door posing with an old military barracks over a sealed door. I've always wondered what it was like insde these sealed doors in point pleasant park...