This is a door. To be precise, this is the door of an old closet of mine. I hanged it on the wall of my kitchen.
Every guest, whether if he (or she) stays for a coffee or for a week, has to draw a self-portrait and pin it up on this door. It’s a rule of the house.
Looking at the door of the self-portraits makes me think of how many good friends I have in my life.
And it makes me happy.