Welcome to Post 2 of Architecture Week! Today I am writing about doors. Normally, a partially closed door in someone else's home means it is off limits. To me, it feels more like an invitation. I just need to see what's in the next room. Now don't get me wrong, if it is clearly a closet or someone in the bathroom, I'm not gonna barge right in (unlike my kids, to whom a closed bathroom door is the equivalent of a formally engraved signed in blood invitation to enter). And a wide open doorway, well that is an invitation to enter, right? The room beyond the doorway is always beckoning me to come see it. I know it is rude of me, but I just can't stop myself.
A few Halloweens ago, we went trick or treating in a very large neighborhood where all of the houses were atop steep hills. Normally, I wouldn't feel the need to climb each hill with the kids. But this particular neighborhood was very high end. So, I spent the whole night peering over the kids' heads as front doors opened, trying desperately to get a glimpse of what was beyond the foyers. At one house, I guess I was a little too rude, because the homeowner snipped at me "Are you wanting to come in?" It wasn't really an invitation, so I politely declined and tried to be more surreptitious after that. My husband was mortified.
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This just might be the coolest thing I've ever seen:
You'd have to start a garage band with a door like this, right?
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