Here is the first picture taken of the door.  This walk included our two good friends, who were visiting from Albania, Kevin and Bela.  It was was Kevin who took this picture.  I think this is the perfect place for the door blogumentary to start because this is where we found the door and this is the first placed it was "revived" even if that revival only was for an hour or two.  

On this particularly cold December day, the four of us ventured in to the park to see if the door was still there.  I was slightly worried about the tide having taken it away but when we approached, we could see the outline in the snow and we pulled it out.  We got the door standing and this shot has Halifax Harbor and McNabs Island in the background, and gives you your first visual contact with the White Door.  Chipped paint and rounded edges, missing door handle and empty glass pane, chipped and splintered wood throughout.   I wonder how long this door was in the water, I isn't waterlogged and I don't think it could have come from too far.   You can see how we stood the door up with the rocks at the bottom of the picture.

After the photo shoot we went and got some more pictures of a picnic table with rocks on the top and then discussed my future as a famous Canadian artist in Albania, I mean, how would they know the difference with work like this!

The First Encounter

It was a cold yet beautiful day in Halifax, Nova Scotia in early December 2008.  My Girlfriend and I decided that we needed to get out of the house so we headed down to our favorite place to take a walk, which is Point Pleasant Park.  We parked in the lower parking lot near the ship yard and walked along the trail next to the water called "Sailors Memorial Way."   As we perused the limited beach area as I normally do, looking for old washed up ship parts, we came across a door...  The door was chipped white on the front side and wood color on the back side.   It had a hollow square where the window pane had once been and an empty hole where the knob had once been.  I immediately took a liking to this door and decided that I was going to revive him by standing him up, if only for an hour or so.  I dug a small ditch, put the door in the ditch and found some fairly large rocks and leaned them on both sides of the door so it was stable.  My girlfriend, Baerbel, and walked around and admired what had once looked like an abandoned piece of wood,to a vibrant door that was standing again and seemed to be giving of life, giving off imaginations.  It allowed one to think it was still able to be walked through.  It was out of place.  As we walked away from our door, we could still see it 100 meters away, then through trees at 150 meters and it looked even more beautiful.  I don't know how long the door was standing that day, or if anyone else was able to see it and enjoy the fantastic thoughts to go along with the door.  I hope so.  I also plan to go back and put the door in different parts of the park, 10 places to be exact, and I will make 10 posts. 

Au revoir.