Ghosts of charros in tall sombreros push through the swinging doors into a small-town cantina in San Miguel de Allende. The color photograph forms part of a series on portals. The door is an entryway to that most precious of spaces, one's own home. It is a portal into another space, a transition point between one sort of reality to another, Michael and Darian confide. The canvas is stretched and the photograph is ready to hang.
