by Katia Savchuk
I used to pass these padlocked wooden doors every day on my way to work in an old Mumbai neighborhood. I thought the fraying paint and mysterious padlocks were incredibly beautiful. I was even more taken with the creative ways that people used the doorways: for hanging things, hawking wares or lounging around. Like other street elements in that crowded city, they blended the line between public and private as people adapted the surroundings to their needs.
Credits: Photos by Katia Savchuk.
I used to pass these padlocked wooden doors every day on my way to work in an old Mumbai neighborhood. I thought the fraying paint and mysterious padlocks were incredibly beautiful. I was even more taken with the creative ways that people used the doorways: for hanging things, hawking wares or lounging around. Like other street elements in that crowded city, they blended the line between public and private as people adapted the surroundings to their needs.
Credits: Photos by Katia Savchuk.