I am a photographer and when people ask what I photograph, they are expecting I will say weddings, or that I do portraits. But I photographs gates… wrought iron gates. Why? Because they speak to me.
For me, gates are portals, openings into a world of healing, a reflection of a personal journey, a walk along my spiritual path. I discovered this passion quite by accident.
Sitting on a boat in Northern California, I looked across the bay and realized there was a community there which I had never visited. So, I decided to visit. There I discovered my gates sitting on the properties of grand and aged mansions, quietly unused. I fell in love with the reflection of light on the wrought iron and the lush foliage.
I walked for hours and hours, day after day, photographing the gates. Soon, they began to represent the parts of my heart that were closed, and I was searching for a way through. Is this something you can relate to? Have you ever found your heart closed?
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