I walked right by this doorway the first time.
It’s not that I hadn’t noticed it. I had. But, I just kept walking.
And, then, I turned around.
Something called me back. I wasn’t sure what and I didn’t know why.
It’s not a view that grabs your attention. No instant, compelling sense of beauty – at least, not to me.
But, I took a few shots anyway. I had to. I couldn’t just walk away.
Looking at the photos later, the beauty of the scene began to reveal itself to me. Perhaps my eye caught up with what my heart had seen.
It’s the balance I like.
The horizontal and vertical lines in harmony. The softness of the pale white that drifts down the dark stairs in contrast to the hardness and clean lines of the windows, reflecting the slate sky. It’s the simplicity of three singular colours – brown, white and grey, and three elements – glass, concrete and steel.
It’s a bit stark. Not really inviting, I have to say. So, it’s not my favourite scene.
But the balance of it, the simplicity of it. That signalled something to me.
Balance and simplicity. Calling my name.
Can’t just let that go by.