"No. 31" - Tracey Capone Photography
Well, before I get in to the photograph itself, I have to thank my mother and aunt for being so patient while I photographed just about every door in Paris, especially when we walked around Montmartre. The joke throughout the week was that I would be able to publish a coffee table book just of doors from Paris and, truthfully, I probably could (although it would have to be edited down from about 400 photographs to a more reasonable number).
There is something about a beautiful, old, colorful door that fascinates me. How long has it been there? Was it always that color? Who lives or has lived behind that door? If you have been following my blog long enough, you’ve seen a past photo of the day, “The Guardian” and know that, if I don’t know the history, I certainly have no trouble imagining one.
I loved the pop of bright, teal blue of door surrounded by the patina of the crackling stucco wall and the gorgeous wrought iron scroll window.How fun is the slight angle to the top? That wasn’t just the frame that was angled either… the entire door was angled!
Admittedly, I gave thought to “sprucing” the door up in post production, taking out that little wooden piece that appears to be covering some damage, maybe cleaning up some of the nicks, but that’s what I love about these doors. The people who own them seem to respect the history behind them so much that, rather than take them down and replace them with a newer, unblemished door, they’ll patch it up and move on.
To me, photography is about taking something ordinary, like a door, and turning it in to something extraordinary, perhaps with the intention of telling a story. What do imagine the story behind this door to be?