An Insatiable Obsession with Doors

I think we’ve all been there… At one point in our life we’ve all just stood in front of a building’s entrance, just staring at the doorway, enchanted by the colour of the door, the texture of the peeling paintwork, the mystery of what lies within the building beyond, or the nostalgia the particular building instills. This behaviour is innate in us all. We are creatures of curiosity of course, that’s why we’re so smart (I’m taking a generally positive outlook towards humanity today)! New things excite us and entice us, we always want to look beyond the obstacle, always looking forward to the future, and imagining what lies beyond the shrouding veil that is time.


Beyond every doorway is an array of possibilities and realities. Each building, house and home has its own story, its own character and personality, its own history and tradition, faith and culture; every doorway reflects this. It is after all the entrance to a whole new micro-world…


This is why I believe doorways, or any form of entryway for that matter (natural and man-made) entice us… We all have that innate curiosity to look beyond the barrier, and see within. Some of us, I believe, are more sensitive to this than others. So we take photos, draw sketches, recite poems and write notes. We reflect upon the meaning of it all. Why should an entrance to a building/structure affect us in such a manner?IMG_6222


I’ve always loved looking at doors. What gets me the most is the nostalgic feeling I get when I look at an old facade. Longing for a time I do not know and have never experienced. It’s hard to describe, but it’s a very fragile and fleeting feeling, which is easily ruined and only fully engulfs your heart if you’re really still and serene.


I’m lucky; Malta has some great examples of grand doorways, definitely enough to fuel any door addict’s obsession! The old cities and villages boast grand exteriors, with massive, intimidating doorways in shades of blue, red, white, black and green. Quirky and luxurious door knobs of every size and shape are ample in village and old city cores, the most popular being brass or metal lion’s heads, nautical themed knockers, and the occasional demonic or angelic equivalent. There are also still a few old, neglected houses. Abandoned by owner and the community. Just sitting there, haunting your soul as you walk by. These are the doorways I love the most. You can almost feel the old energies of the building, seeping out though the cracks and holes of the weathered doorways and windows. Beckoning you to come closer, have a peek inside… There’s something so sweetly melancholic about these entryways, lost memories of times of happiness, sadness, joy and desperation. Small moments, the family saying grace before their evening meal, the kids waiting for the TV transmission to start at 6:00PM, preparations for Xmas lunch, homework on the doorstep…


I’ve been taking photos of doorways ever since I could hold a camera, and I know for a fact that lots of other people do the same. After all, sometimes, doors and windows are art forms, in and of themselves. Even the simplest, most plain doorway has its own beauty, and promises new or old, but ever enticing possibilities within…


If you’re really into Maltese doorways please make sure to follow one of my favourite ‘Instagrammers’, @MaltaDoors. Her feed is absolutely beautiful, and truly inspiring! You can also find her gallery online:

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