“Any luck today?” followed by, “No, you?”
This little curled yellow thing is one of the last hints that this adobe building was lived in.
A blue chair in a blue room
The woman in the wall has the bed; is pulling it in; is holding you down…
The most patriotic wallpaper I’ve seen.
The walls are separating on the adobe house…
Clothing and a guest bed left behind.
Perhaps one side is firmer than the other?
Inside the circa-1906 Gustavson House of Animas Forks. I love the texture of the walls in all of the buildings inside of the old miner’s houses.
The curtain closes officially when the walls crack under the weight of winter snow.
Who knew that wallpaper could stick to dirt so well?
Shoes and booze, backstage.
This is my favorite wallpaper in the whole hotel.
Sheet metal over the windows. A red boot sole in the tumbleweeds. Is it inside, or outside?
A green chair in a green room.