View On OpenSea
Door 112 stands as a surreal remnant amidst desolation, a lone piece of a structure in a landscape of sand and ruin. The door’s mustard yellow offers a stark contrast to the bleached white of the wall fragment that still clings to it. The wall itself is webbed with cracks, testifying to the force of decay that has stripped away its context, leaving behind a puzzling tableau. Scattered debris and the vastness of the surrounding wasteland suggest abandonment, hinting at a narrative of escape or loss. Despite this, the door remains intact and closed, its purpose and destination now a mystery, a doorway to nowhere, provoking contemplation on the transient nature of human endeavors against the relentless march of time.