Everywhere we went we found gates. Doorways to temples, royal meeting places, sacred areas. So many gates.
This is the gate to Pura Meru, a nearly 300 year old Hindu temple in the city of Mataram, Lombok.
I’m not Hindu, but I am a big fan of their architecture.
…I haven’t the foggiest. The gates on yards here in South Jakarta are often pretty, sometimes elaborate, sometimes looking like they were cobbled together with what might have been a nice gate at one point and then beefed up in security by slapping barbed wire and corrugated metal on them.
This one, I thought, was pretty nice.
I saw this gate post on the way home and I thought it looked cool.
What do you think?
Recently I’ve become enamored of locks and chains. Perhaps it’s the fifteen year old boy living inside my head who still loves firecrackers and matches and the painful comfort of bruises (yes, I poke my bruises, don’t you?) who wants to get past the lock and chain to find out what’s so valuable that it has to be chained in.
The lock and chain below belong to my kids’ school yard. It is meant to keep vehicles, not people, out of the yard in which children play. I get it. Safety. I don’t want to see some errant Mom, frustrated by the lateness of her children, accidentally hitting the gas instead of the brake and careening into a bunch of children playing tree tag. Good lock.
The lock below, on the flipside, is on the same grounds as the lock above, but I’ve never once seen it locked. It is a lock on a dumpster. Presumably it is there to deter Dads from throwing away their McDonald’s garbage before their kids see it, and make the school pay for the disposal (uh, not that I’ve ever done that).
If I were you, I’d expect to see more lock photos in the coming weeks. I seem to be on a bit of a kick here.
Pentax K20D; Tokina 28-70mm