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