Hey, I recognize that sink in the middle of the picture! This is another view of that room with the ivy growing through the skylight. Looks like Ivy invited a few friends in. I was kind of wishing for a look at what the rest of the room looked like. Neat-O. Forget beaded curtains; I want ivy curtains! If the ivy can add so much beauty to a room this bad, maybe I could cut back on my housecleaning. Ya think?
Once upon a time, somebody spent time carefully writing in those books, and the notations were important to somebody. Now, they're moldering on the floor, forgotten and unread. Strangely, that shoe looks to be in pretty good shape (I didn't see it at first, either). How did these things come to be forgotten and abandoned on this floor?
What an intriguing picture. Somebody must have tossed all that junk into this room; but why didn't they just put it in the trash? And to top it all off, the symmetry of another lovely arched alcove is thrown off by a narrow, off-center door. It mystifies me, although it makes a picture that I find touching, somehow.
I wonder where that door came from. It sure doesn't fit that little bitty doorway. Y'all go on ahead and explore that creepy, narrow, dark, cramped, dingy hallway. I'll wait here for ya and have a cigarette.
It looks like one of those arched alcoves where you'd put a statue. And then what? They poked a hole in it, and they couldn't even put it in the center?And then sealed it up? A MYSKERY! Maybe they walled Jimmy Hoffa up in there?
I agree with you-all. Doors: gorgeous. Statue: beautiful. I'm trying to imagine myself a mental patient being "checked in," however. Would I find them soothing and reassuring? How can they bear to let such a beautiful building stand empty? They should restore it and make it an art gallery.
Mama's right about that touch of blue adding something to the picture, although my personal feeling is that it's a little like desecrating a work of art to advertise the local automobile dealership, or something like that. That building is just too beautiful.
The end of the road, the end of the dream, the end of the gallery. I love how the clouds hover around this lonely little unfulfilled building while the timeless mountains look on. Beautifull work.