I can honestly say that this is the first morgue door that I have ever seen that actually looks like what you would think of as a morgue door. Very brooding and forboding.
What I meant to say before I accidentaly hit the "submit comment" button was that this photo invokes the excitement of a potential storm. I think the element of danger in a storm adds to the excitement.
I have always loved storms from childhood on. They always send a kind of excitement through me. Even recently when the creek around my new-to-us house was flooding and I was running around like a maniac picking everything up off of the floor and low laying spots that I could I paused to watch the lightening spreading out across the sky and appreciate the deep rumble of the thunder. (The creek got to about 4 feet from our front stoop and then began to recede, we got lucky this time!)
I think that this is a nice "classic" design that would flatter many body types. Except for the pink, I would wear this. This style is becoming popular again, only with a modern flair. I think it would have a belt instead of the button detailing.
"I'll grind your bones to make my bread" or in this case, "I'll grind your taters to make my stew"!
I do believe in ghosts, in fact my parents home has acquired one. Many years ago we used to have this little bi**h of a white cat that used to jump on our heads and scratch us all the time. Once she got out (she was an indoor cat) and was killed by the dog next door. About two weeks later, the sightings began. Mostly you see her slipping along the hallway in the dark. She used to slip past your feet when you went to the kitchen hoping for a snack. She never appears in the part of the house that was added on since she died. Scared the hell out of my current fiancee once. After we dated for a few months he said to me "how come you hardly ever see that little white cat of yours, is it really that shy?" I said "what little white cat? We only have that big orange one". He says "The one that keeps getting under my feet in the hallway". So I said "Well, the only little white cat that we have had has been dead for five years". After that he always turned on the hall light when passing through it! People still ask about our little white cat. Most not having known previously that we even used to have one.
I spent some time as a patient in a Psychiatric ward, and understandably, saw many things that really rocked my world. It was one of those cases where I was in crisis, and everything seemed evil and cold... In retrospect, the people in my particular ward acted pretty neutral to our situation, that is, they seldom talked or anything. Yeah, there was one really bad councilor, but he was really the only one I would lable as truly dispicable. I met a few very caring individulas that I will never forget. One of which was a nurse who totally changed my life when she was talking to me about Brian Wilson and how he came out of his mental problems. Just a few examples that psychiatric wards are just like school. You'll have a bad teacher every so often, but you'll also get very good ones who care.
Could it be that it is a top down view, with the head tilted back and torso in a straightjacket?
The circle around it may just be to emphasize the picture or to frame it, I often do this when i draw things that i want to stand out.