Magazine article Queen's Quarterly

The Doors of Nostalgia

Magazine article Queen's Quarterly

The Doors of Nostalgia

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I can't resist a window. When I travel, I collect images of windows, and their siblings, doors, the way dogs collect fleas. There is no shortage of windows and doors to photograph, from grand to unsavoury, and never without colour, texture, and vitality.

My wife and I like to take these long walks, mostly at night, and look up at all the darkened windows. I just wonder what people's lives are like, and what they're dreaming about. When approaching a lighted window, my wife tells me to slow down, for she wants to see inside.

It has been said that "the eyes are the window to your soul." Are windows the eyes to the souls that live within? What do the inhabitants of a house face each morning, and what changes or emotions do they bring through the door in the evening? What does that say about us? Do we desire a fantasy life that we cannot seem to grasp in our own journey? …

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