Once there was a time when you could almost guarantee that every church door in the country was open twenty-four hours a day, every day. Not these days. Vandals, thieves and trouble-makers have put paid to that and, if this sign I photographed last weekend is anything to go by, it now seems churches have to 'advertise' the fact that their doors are open. I'm not a religious person but I do think this is a sorry state of affairs. I love photographing church architecture and I'm often frustrated when I can't get inside a beautiful church. I did however, love this little sign in its own right - and let's not forget the handsome, blocky little shadow it's casting across the church forecourt.Observations of Life in New Zealand (and sometimes beyond) through art, architecture, photography, travel, tourism, design, food, the quirky, the bizarre, the comedic - a few of the things I am passionate about. This is my world - a world of contemplations, observations and small adventures.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
A Sign of the Times
Once there was a time when you could almost guarantee that every church door in the country was open twenty-four hours a day, every day. Not these days. Vandals, thieves and trouble-makers have put paid to that and, if this sign I photographed last weekend is anything to go by, it now seems churches have to 'advertise' the fact that their doors are open. I'm not a religious person but I do think this is a sorry state of affairs. I love photographing church architecture and I'm often frustrated when I can't get inside a beautiful church. I did however, love this little sign in its own right - and let's not forget the handsome, blocky little shadow it's casting across the church forecourt.
Labels:
architecture,
Churches,
photography,
signs
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