The idea of doors and their representation is often an inviting, interesting choice for symbolism. They can be there or not; if they’re not, their absence is still meaningful, as it says something to us about the nature, practicalities, and inhabitants, of a certain space. On the other hand, their presence does the same thing, but conditioned by the position that they’re in; whether they’re open or closed, being opened or being closed, by whom, in what situation, and when. The metaphorical potentials stemming from this seemingly simple everyday item are thus almost endless. However, rarely are they represented in more than a supporting role for some kind of a bigger statement or idea to be made, perhaps because of a single, but very well-hidden quality they possess – the implied control one has over them.