Doorways…. a fascinating symbol of transition and transformation – a passageway, like a pass in the mountains. Standing in the doorway…. perhaps we look back on what lies behind us…..we might contemplate what lies ahead of us ….. it’s the moment where we have to decide, have to commit to that leap of faith into the new, into the unknown.

Art for me is intricately related to the process of stepping into the doorway.

I have noticed that some of my favorite artists have a fascination with doorways. De Kooning is one who employed ‘random’ images of doorways shimmering between layers of paint.

For some it invokes the idea of ‘having a way out’. For some it would be more like a way ‘in’.

Just before I wrote about stepping into the doorway. Maybe “a doorway” is more appropriate. Maybe there are many doorways. Maybe each moment holds fur us an infinite amount of doorways, an infinite amount of directions – just as an infinite amount of lines radiate out from a single point. Mathematics and Geometry have a way of zooming in and out of sacred space.

(to be continued)