The very nature of photography is slicing time. Photographs are based on exposure to light, be it film or sensor and usually lasting only a fraction of a second. But in that unique moment, magic is made, never to be repeated, for seasons change, expressions are different, and nothing is static. It’s just a click, but one of endless boundaries and imagination, pausing time, and never to be captured again.
May 15, 2006, 10:40:54 am - Bodie, California
Something about doors...gateways to the unknown. There's a feeling of loss, sadness, and hopelessness I get from this image. Historically, we know many people came here to seek their fortune in gold only to lose what little they had. The image signifies lost dreams.
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