When I was a very young child, I played doctor and operated on the head of my sister’s favorite doll. As it was an expensive toy, my Mother took me to a New York City doll repair store to impress upon me the cost and trouble to repair my misdeed. I was more impressed by the collection of discarded doll parts. Recently I have been attracted to images of storefronts which provoked a memory of the old doll store. I have filled the windows of my stores with portions of dolls or mannequins because they have no connection to the individual storefronts. As the first store I depicted had a “Closed” sign on the door, I have used that word in the names of the montages in the series. All the images have been digitally integrated.