I first saw the door in a warehouse of a fellow artists who was having to get the space cleared quickly. She spent years collecting antiques, curiosities and fine lumber and found herself in a situation where it all had to go. My buddy Josh is a contractor with a great eye for valuable fixtures and carpentry. He told me to grab the door because it is worth something. So I parted with $540 and we put this 9′ x 5′ piece of antique cypress in the back of my truck. It sat on my porch on Pacific Street in Algiers for a few years before the muse finally spoke to me on it. It’s a beautiful piece even without a single bit of art on it. Pocket doors this size fetch thousands of dollars in salvage yards. The trees it was made from were easily hundreds of years old and the door itself easily a hundred. I am honored by this door,