Thursday Doors, 24/10/19: Piran

• Manja Maksimovič

Today we discover a hidden corner of Piran with plenty of colours and doors, a bicycle, a dressed-up tree, and an ugly message on the wall. And we do it twice. All this is Piran, Slovenia, Europe, the world.

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This part of Piran I must have visited in the past already but I have never really seen it. This summer I was there twice while walking the dog in late afternoon.

The better half of the photos is from July, and one month later I found myself there again but noticed completely different doors. It’s hard when you can’t even trust yourself.

I’m still uuuhing and ahhhing over the new effect discovered by chance. Click on any photo below – preferably on the last one because captions are not visible in the gallery – and you’ll see, or won’t if your screen isn’t big enough to display it effectively. I haven’t seen anything like this on any other of the many blogs I follow. It must be new.

I notice that some photos are not sharp enough. Ah well. It might be my camera failing, or the light, or my eyes, or a bit of everything.

But still, these doors are loud, colourful and proud, as if to counter that ugly “white Europe” message on the wall. Even you needed black paint to write it, stupid.

  • This is where I came down the hill. This view will be repeated after 14 photos.
  • I found a couple of door friends, chatting across the street. Can you see it in the reflection? Not just me, but the other friend who is a door.
  • Here it is. The heavy ornaments make it seem serious.
  • “What about me?” said the third door, and soon they were yelling all around me.
  • Then the arch proclaimed that it was The First Door of Raspo, and I could feel history breathing down my neck, and I thought how I really must explore one day how many of these door arches there are in Piran and who Raspo was.
  • This is the kind of door I’d have, simple and simply green.
  • A look back where I came from.
  • I just loved this presentation.
  • A set of pretty window doors.
  • A colourful display.
  • And what have we got here? A suddenly shy, or is it cold tree. Remember this splash of pink for later.
  • A lovely colour on these guys. And that writing on the left…
  • …was so ugly that I didn’t take any other picture that day. This is children’s home of some sorts. Shame on you.
  • And now the August stroll. It started in this cinematic square.
  • But soon I was heading towards the same First Door Arch.
  • The tree was still dressed.
  • I knew I had captured this door the last time but just had to do it again.
  • But then I spotted this display. Where was it the last time?
  • A poor attempt at including the window.
  • And this one? How could I have missed this perfect and perfectly green door beauty? It was right there! I see that I must go everywhere at least twice.
  • This door is eight minutes away but it belongs in this post.
  • As do these ghosts.
  • And one more. Sweet dreams! And now click on the photo to view them again horizontally without words.

For Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors challenge.

48 thoughts on “Thursday Doors, 24/10/19: Piran”

  2. Windows and exterior doors are walled for tax reasons. Piran (and the entire territory of present-day Slovenia) at the beginning of the 19th century, Napoleon occupied and imposed stringent taxes, including windows and doors.

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      5. It is hard to understand the initative behind that tax law! I suppose they were trying to be egalitarian suggesting if you had more than one chimney you were richer and could pay more tax. However, if you were really poor, how on earth could you do without a chimney at all……

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  3. Fantastic gallery, Manja. I had to do the full view on my desktop as it didn’t work on my phone. It is so pretty with the individually blurred enlarged backdrop to each photo. And the door today are just Wow. Piran is such a colourful city! Winding lanes I could wander around soaking up the atmosphere.

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  6. I’m out of breath from all of that up and down. The steep streets seem very reminiscent of Massa Marretima to me.
    Two ghost doors and a ghost window, lots of fun vibrant colours, and a Manja doofie as well! This post has all the important elements 😉

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    1. Hehe, thank you, Norm. I say that you’re right when you say that I like reflections. I’m always surprised when I catch myself in one. It’s like seeing a door friend. Piran is not all that up and down, most of the town is on level zero, but the grand church and the walls are above.

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  9. Wonderful doors, Manja, but that cobblestone street looks like it could be treacherous to walk on in bad weather. I like the way you captured the angle in several photos. I always like seeing places where people just built on the land the way it was, instead of modifying it.

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    1. Thanks, Dan. Oh, bad weather here means that the wind is such that it’s not a good idea to go out at all. So yes, treacherous is right. The last sentence needs some explanation, I’m afraid. How exactly do you mean? Which photos make you say that?

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      1. The buildings that are built along the sloping road. We do/did that in some places, but in others, they leveled the hills. In Seattle, for example, they removed several big hills in the city.

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  10. I really like the horizontal display option. All beautiful photos and yes, the childrens home writing is upsetting.But maybe they were able to use it for a teachable moment for the children. Let’s hope!

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    1. Ahh, you’re uplifting, good to see. Thank you, Katy, also for the follow. It may be that this place was closed for the summer, but the writing didn’t look new at all. How can anyone pass this daily on the way to work in this building and not do anything about it is beyond me.

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