A small part of the canals and islands that covered the lake bed of Mexico City when the conquistadors came still exist. On one small island way back on the canals where tourists do not usually go, an old man collected dolls that he found and hung them in trees or stuck them up with stakes. It is a weird place. The dolls are in various states of decay. I elected to make portraits of some of the dolls because it is so chaotic that it is hard to make a coherent image of the over all environment.