I am the proud owner of a door to nowhere, or, more accurately, a door to my roof. My studio is on the second floor and the door is behind my easel. I don’t think about it or open it much until my cat Louie followed me to my studio. He sauntered over to the door and gave me a significant look. I opened the door but left the storm door closed, in case he decided to go exploring. This didn’t seem to bother Louie. In fact, he laid down in front of the door and dozed off. I guess the door had a purpose after all …