I took the photo in the background in Venosa, in the south of Italy. There are some little streets there, where everything seems to be untouched. And yet...
Thoughts about the past. About impermanence of things.
You can pull the thin fabric stripe coming out through the hole, if you want, discovering the photo of the door. But you'll never be able to get it back again.
2 x 1 ½ x ¾ in.
This is the link to my matchbox collection: