The Doors of Perception

Photo quote de jour x 2

Someone asked me about my creative process. How I go about creating the photo quote de jour. Is it the image that inspires the quote or vice versa? Usually it's the image that sparks the words, but not always. All the images reflect some aspect of my life at the moment. Finding the right words or aphorisms to fit the image and my mood isn't easy. Some quotes are my own, some by famous writers long dead, and some like today's aphorism by someone very much alive. Nothing Profound AKA Marty Rubin has a new daily blog of his aphorisms and I'm bowled over by his witty view on life. My Daily Aphorism

His words resonated with me because of a client of mine who claims to want help but self-sabotages at every turn. No therapist, friend or family member has been able to break through his closed door of perception. The truth is, one one can ever really know another person, no matter how intimate their relationship. At best, we can catch glimpses of another person through cracks in the door.

The door as a photographic subject and teaching metaphor is a favorite of mine.  One thing leads to another and I didn't need to dig too far in the archives to find another door to fit today's theme. Nothing is ever as it seems, and there is always more than meets the eye. This door within a door in all its wabi sabi decay speaks of the layers of perception and illusion we face every day. Is there something you're not facing? Can you see a new way of looking at a problem?

 

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  • 4/30/2010 11:26 AM Mary wrote:
    Powerful food for thought. I love these door photos especially the second one. Can you tell me more about them?
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    1. 4/30/2010 11:34 AM Layla Morgan Wilde wrote:
      Mary, thanks. The bronze doors with their lovely verdigris patina are from a mausoleum in Mount Hope Cemetery in Hastings-on-Hudson New York. The unusual garage door is from of an old farm, now part of Harts Brook park in Hartsdale N.Y.
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  • 4/30/2010 11:50 AM nothingprofound wrote:
    Layla, like you, I love to think about doors-their ambiguity. How they can let you out or shut you in, give you the freedom of privacy or the coldness of a solitary cell.
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    1. 4/30/2010 12:03 PM Layla Morgan Wilde wrote:
      They are the perfect metaphor.
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  • 4/30/2010 12:59 PM Bob Cottrell wrote:
    Just yesterday afternoon we started a study of Joyce Rupp's "The Open Door." I came across your blog by way of facebook friend Anita McCormick. I'm gonna send a link to this to members of the group. Your photos and the comments about doors are thoughtful. Thanks.
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    1. 4/30/2010 2:51 PM Layla Morgan Wilde wrote:
      That's much appreciated, Bob.
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  • 4/30/2010 1:55 PM Kathryn wrote:
    it is very true that we never really know or even see a person, or can really help a person. I love doors.

    And especially the 'reality' door.
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    1. 4/30/2010 2:52 PM Layla Morgan Wilde wrote:
      Exactly, everything is filtered through our perceptions and projections.
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  • 4/30/2010 3:11 PM Wendy wrote:
    Love the doors and your perception that matches them perfectly. We all have self-saboteurs, don't we? The trick is to be conscious of those parts and interact to see what they really want. Beautiful post as always, Layla!
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    1. 4/30/2010 5:07 PM Layla Morgan Wilde wrote:
      Wendy, true, there is always a mirroring process. Happy Beltane!
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  • 5/1/2010 11:09 AM Ryhen Satch wrote:
    Oh my, that's a scary door (1st one). The rusty chain makes it even more creepier. Is that a church? Heck who would want to knock at that. Slimer could come out and give you a good french kiss.
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    1. 5/1/2010 12:17 PM Layla Morgan Wilde wrote:
      Yeah, mausoleums are not exactly inviting.
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