Gateways



I've always loved gates. Apart from being aesthetically beautiful the story of all those who have passed through them over the ages intrigues me.



They are also symbolic ... gateways ... marking a transition from one space to another, moving forwards, opening one door, closing another, passing into new pastures, entering a new phase of life, love, birth or death ... some gateways we choose, others we walk by and leave unopened, some we seek, others we find by chance, some remain hidden and some we are forced through against our will and the consequences of all these things unfurl in our future.



I like gates.