Blue doors on the street…

blue doors

I love the patina and colour of these blue doors. Once they must have been a much brighter blue but now they are a faded, worn-out, beaten up kind of faded blue. It reminds me of my favourite old jeans, almost threadbare through the knees, the hems have started fraying, old paint stains remain and the blue denim faded by a thousand washes and continual wear. These doors, like my old jeans – old, worn, faded, but beautiful to me.

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About Angela Sefton

Painting…photography…mixed media…print making….design…journaling…writing…creating in stunning Taranaki by the wild west coast and a stunning mountain backdrop, with my four gorgeous (make that cute, but messy!) kids, my partner GB, and one very large fat cat. View all posts by Angela Sefton

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