Transcendental Portal

I think of this as a Transcendental Portal. If I cross this threshold, my life will never be the same. Until I am prepared to do so, I gaze through it from time to time and wonder. 

I'm sorry to say I don't know who the artist is. For a number of years I would clip scrap from magazines (in this case Omni) and file the images in the morgue without regard as to who when where etc. These days, if I clip (and I don't nearly as much as I used to) I would keep track of such pertinent data.