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