The Red Hen was recently in Prague meeting her new grandson (Lainey’s new nephew) and while walking around the city she came across this awesome door latch.
Here’s her take on these literary latches:
“Like many little things in Europe, one encounters beauty and art in the most unexpected places. Walking up a granite cobblestone street bringing my granddaughter to school one morning I came upon this door latch: hand-wrought iron hands holding an open book! A big surprise! A bigger surprise because, as you can see by the graffiti, I wasn’t in a tourist neighborhood. The dichotomy of cleanliness and presentation between the two Pragues is significant. Passing under a bridge or walkway you go from spotlessly maintained sidewalks and streets to some of the dirtiest city areas I’ve ever seen. And graffiti, that for us, was reminiscent of our 4 years in the early 1980s passing back and forth through the Bronx. While U.S. cities have generally cleaned up the “urban art”, Prague had every surface covered with it to a height of 7 feet. Everywhere! Except, of course, in the tourist areas. It’s a bad export. I know there are those who feel there is interesting social commentary and cutting-edge art here, we just didn’t see it. Just oppressive graffiti, mud, melting ice and snow and dog poop. And then, little surprises of art like this! Prague was certainly a treat for the eyes!”
Prague isn’t the only place with interesting doors! Remember our adventures in Zanzibar? Where have you found art in unexpected places?