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