I sometimes wonder if I’m a little unusual in being interested in doorways.
Be honest, we’re all susceptible to the temptation to look inside when a door is left ajar; it’s almost an invitation.
Doorways have powerful ritual and symbolic roles too; the Ceremony of the Keys has been carried out daily at the Tower of London for centuries, the Queen’s representative, Black Rod, has the doors of the House of Commons slammed in his face at each State Opening of Parliament, and St Peter holds the keys to the Gates of Heaven. I could go on.
Every so often an open door in Havana would reveal a scene of opulent splendour beyond. The majority did not, but that did not diminish their importance. For some the doorway is an opportunity for commerce and there were many enterprising traders whose stall was an up ended crate and whose stores were the stairs beyond.
You can learn a lot by looking in doorways.