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