Today's Sunday Paris Church series takes us up to the beautiful la Basilique du Sacré-Coeur. I love these grand bronze doors. I'm curious about the obvious wear at the bottom of each. I'm going to guess that perhaps many have used a foot to help push the massives doors open over many, many years. Please share if you have the answer!
You and Genie...both with Sacre Coeur...sacre bleu!!!
ReplyDeleteOui! I see that you and Genie both have Sacré Coeur post. Mais, ce n'est pas un problème parce que j'adore le sacré coeur!
ReplyDeleteOoooh. Magnicent, V!
ReplyDeleteNot a shove from a foot, methins, mainly because the mark closest to the hinge on either side would be an ineffective push. Plus, the doors look as though they open seperately, ie one before the other. Therefore, why bother to push the other when you lean down and flick the bolt?
ReplyDeleteJust a thought ...
As to what they are if not scuff marks ... god only knows!
Next time, hang around watch how people come and go through the doors. That'll solve it.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful doors and detail, V. I can't believe that we have "done it again" with our Sunday post!
ReplyDeleteMy guess would be religious nuts kissing the doors.
ReplyDeleteLove the detail -- the little face peeking from above is a surprise. As to the scuff marks ... when we were there the doors were propped open. Maybe it's what they use to hold them open that rubs them there.
ReplyDeleteThey ARE gorgeous! I hope we solve the mystery of the marks, though. (I think M might be on to something.)
ReplyDeleteIl y a bien longtemps que je ne suis pas allée voir le Sacré-Coeur! Ces deux portes sont magnifiques mais très lourdes !
ReplyDeletethe patina on those doors makes me wish they could talk and tell all they have seen
ReplyDeleteEureka, I've got it...Oompa Loompas are leaving those marks...just ask Eva!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely scrumptious, even with scuff marks.
ReplyDeleteYour guess is probably the correct one. I was astounded at how the stone steps to the bell tower were so deeply worn. Amazing to think of all those leather sandals climbing and descending daily over the years. Whew!
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