There he stood before a door that slammed shut, a chapter in life abruptly ending. He felt lost, as if the closed door had taken away his path. But as he turned, another door quietly creaked open. Hesitant, he stepped through, and with each step, the colors of his world shifted. The new path led to places he never imagined, revealing opportunities he hadn’t seen before.
Acrylic and oil on canvas.
12x16 inches (each)
Year
2024
Available
Threshholds
Threshold 1: The First Step. A luminous opening glimpsed from a distance, calling him forward. A door stood before him, worn and uninviting, yet calling him to push through. On the other side, light poured in. New opportunities, new faces, new dreams. The threshold wasn't a barrier, it was a beginning.
Threshold 2: The Closed Door. Two doorways framing a central wall, the moment of standing before what is no longer open. The threshold between childhood and adulthood wasn't marked by a grand event, but a quiet moment, when the familiar no longer felt like home and the unknown became something to explore.
Threshold 3: Crossing Over. Two forms meeting at a horizontal line. The literal moment of passage. He stood between two worlds, one foot in the past, one inch from the future. With a deep breath, he let go of what was, and embraced what could be.
Threshold 4: The Unseen Door. The view from inside. Walls converging, light above, a path emerging below. In the blur of daily life, he never noticed the door right in front of him. It wasn't until everything fell apart that the hidden threshold appeared.
Threshold 5: The Silent Transition. A mirrored composition, world above reflected in world below. The kind of crossing made without announcement. There are thresholds you cross without noticing. A slow drift more than a single step. He couldn't say exactly when it happened, only that the world on the other side felt different, and so did he.
Threshold 6: The Circle of Doors. A path opening, the next passage already presenting itself. Every door led to another. Each threshold crossed opened up new paths, but none stayed open forever. Life, he realized, was a circle of doors. Constantly closing, opening, inviting him to step through, again and again.