A page dedicated to my love of all things doors and facades, from wherever I find myself in the world. Currently, it’s the tiny little Mediterranean island of Malta. And, if there is a story to be told, even better.

All are available as photography prints. For more information, contact me via the @doors_helenjonesflorio Instagram page, or here, on the blog.

I hope you enjoy looking at them, as much as I do.

Helen Jones-Florio

doors & facades

August 2018

And, ‘this is where my grandfather lived when he was a boy’, my young guide announced…

On one of my island rambles, to find more doors and facades to photograph, the other day, I jumped onto one of the small local ferry boats from the Grand Harbor, Valletta, for the quick ride over to Three Cities.

Walking around the narrow back streets of Bormla (also known as Cospicua), whilst photographing an old door, of the many derelict houses in the area, I was approached by two very young girls – around 6 and 9 years old, respectively. ‘You like this door?’ the older of the two said. ‘Come, I will show you more’. As she led me down the street, she proceeded to inform me as to which houses were empty, and which were not – and one house, in particular, she announced that ’the lady died so you can live there’. (‘I’m sorry‘, I said, to which she shrugged nonchalantly ‘it’s ok‘).

And, ‘this is where my grandfather lived when he was a boy’, my unintended chaperone told me, as she and her younger sister (who said nothing, but just stared at me the whole time, from beneath a long black fringe) led me to yet more doors, down an adjacent narrow street. ‘You like this door, it’s (the house) empty, so you can buy this one’. I replied that I would have to consult my bank manager.

#disappearingmalta

I’m both amused and perturbed by their attention – after all, the two minors were leading a complete stranger on a tour of the back streets of Bormla (or, worse yet, it would appear to be the other way around). As I was about to say that perhaps they should go home, a disembodied male voice boomed, in Maltese, from the direction of the street where I had met the girls. To which, they turned and began to run towards the voice, the older girl shouting back over her shoulder at me, ‘bye-bye, ciao!’, whilst waving, as they turned the corner. And, just like that, they were gone… I didn’t even get to know their names.

Here are few more doors and facades from Bormla/ Cospicua/Hamrun/Sliema/St Julians

See more of Helen Jones-Florio’s doors and facades on WordlyImages (flickr)

PRESS: TIMES OF MALTA – 

‘How I’m seeing Malta disappear through its doors’

A photographer shoots the death of Malta’s architectural history

See more of Helen Jones-Florio’s doors and facades on WordlyImages (flickr)

#disappearingmalta

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Sadly, the above ‘Canberra’ shop and adjacent doors are no longer there. #disappearingmalta

See more of Helen Jones-Florio’s doors and facades on WordlyImages (Flickr)

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