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Published: April 19th 2011
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Wooden doors. Preferably old and very used. I think I must be quite obsessed (it started years ago, when I went to Zanzibar to see the doors) and I still love them and door knockers, handles, any decoration... In Syria, I really noticed the door knockers - the difference between these gorgeous, feminine shapely hands with all their detail and the occasional ones you can find in London's east end, and around Spitalfields - those ones are much less detailed and virtually androgynous. Can't help thinking that the lack of sensuality and passion in the 'London hands' says somehing about us....have put in a photo to compare....
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