Behind closed doors
A smart door in the heart of central London. There’s a sheen on the black paint, though a little chipped next to the lock. We only know the house number, but nothing of what goes on inside, or who lives there. The old frosted glass adds to the veil of secrecy.
This doorway, meanwhile, screams the name of the house in large, bold letters. Titian House. But the dark door beneath is firmly shut and gives away nothing either. My photographic obsession with windows extends to doorways… who else wants to know what goes on behind closed doors?