Scraping & focus & the absolute tediousness of paint removal
With all the worries of the world,
still attempting meditation.
Scrape that godamn paint.
Paint removal jobs are my definition of procrastination. I know this isn’t a great selling point, but it’s true. When it flows, it flows. When it doesn’t, it takes forever.
I like to think of each door as a portal into time. The layers of paint like the rings of a tree. I like to imagine all the conversations, all the door slams, all the little things these doors have been privy to, especially the silent light of mornings shining through the windows.
(Many doors not pictured)
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