Walls can be constructed of almost anything and in their construction they are a way and an end. Between two neighbours, they are a boundary. Set low, they create pathways. Built high, strewn with razor wire, they are borders between ideology. Built beneath, they project edifices into the sky and remind us of our power. Etched on a forehead and behind a frown, they are emotions held separate. They are chalk boards for hate and tapestries for love. And they can shroud us in darkness or they can illuminate a room.
Captured here is a famous display from Brettos, a bar and distillery in Athens’ old town, Plaka. Proof if you needed any that not all walls separate: some are invitations to enter and belong.
All text and images © Dale Schierbeck
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that is beautiful – the colourful wall and the words. that Wall is enough to make you want to go to Athens to see it!
Thank you Debbie. I’ve been twice would welcome going many more times. It’s a wonderful city in a beautiful country.
I love that idea of an inviting wall – that’s how I like to think of my writing walls (my response to this prompt), though sometimes they slam shut just as I’m trying to enter! What a gorgeous photo you have there.
Thank you Tena. I like your perspective on that as well. Indeed, walls can be tools and when festooned with creativity, they are gateways. I may borrow your post-it note idea for my own project: would ensure, perhaps, that I wander less and follow the path. 🙂