It was a brisk Sunday morning in early November—one of those days with the warm and deceptive sunshine that filters through a cloudless crystal sky. On the excellent advice of an even-more-excellent friend, I cycled my way across to Colombia Road in East London for the flower market that floods the little lane most Sunday mornings.
The bustling market rang with hawkers challenging their neighbours for the best sales; calls of ‘an orchid for a fiver’ were nearly ubiquitous. A spectrum of blossoms flowed down both sides of Colombia Road—cacti, herbs, tulips, orchids, Christmas trees, and a dozen technicolour shades of heather. The cheerful rainbow of flora cut through the late-autumn chill and provided a magnificent start to a lazy London morning.
Doors are mysterious and inviting things; this alone gives them interest, but often they are also brilliant works of art in a visual sense. On my travels through Spain, I found myself photographing a multitude of doors—too many, to be honest. However, it gave birth to a mission that lasted throughout my remaining months in Europe: document a door from every city you visit. Much like my obsession with street art, I sought out interesting doors everywhere; here are some of the results: