Luisa's Exhibition

I took lots of pictures to give her choices.

She seemed to like this one.

These were all pictures that were cut out.

I suppose this isn't readable here.

Bits of demolition debris stacked.

Luisa poses with the gallery owner's daughter.

Now alone.

I sat at the foot of the altar.

I liked these pictures of Luisa the most but she didn't like her serious expression.

Photographing the gloves.

She spraypainted a demolition sign.

Adding it, and pretending to paint it in there.

It did fill the room with a cherry scent.

On the way out.