Elevator Door

This is the elevator to the home of friends Eva and Petra P. in eastern Prague. The apartment they rent is in a classic, Soviet-era, impersonal, concrete box, just like the zillions seen in every eastern bloc country. Once the Czech people gained their independence in the Velvet Revolution of 1992, I’m sure they wanted to bring some personal expression to this oppressive architecture. However I was saddened that they chose graffiti. The angular shapes had spread virus-like across the Czech Republik – leaving nothing untouched. The US has given the world a lot of great cultural exports; graffiti is not one of them.