We cross the threshold.
Once inside I feel the weight of infinity closing behind me. The choices that could have been made receed into a finite time. At once closure. I am unsure of my focus and frame of reference. In a panic I search into a setting I cannot recognize nor relate to. The fear of pure unknown consumes me as my judgement is rendered useless. 
The gate is still open behind us. I turn to retreat to the other side. Before I can do more than shift my attention behind me my companion reaches through the gate and unfastens the structure from within. The crumpled gate flickers closed.
"The only way out is down."

Telmiesk Portal is a found object that incorporates the same mixture of gypsum powder, paint, and resin seen in my other wall reliefs. This piece is  a 230 year old door found on a construction site in downtown Baltimore. It stays rigid with an internal and external metal support system and weighs over 250lbs. It's shape, frozen in mid collapse, is a method of locking the path through gates connecting specific locations and  times throughout the universe. The removal of a piece of the gate renders it unpassable, the replacement of the piece restores the gate to function.