There is one particular building I saw restored which became Isabella's Restaurant. The story goes that a madame called Isabella used to operate there, selling young ladies' services to the local male population. The restaurant was named after her because it is believed that her spirit has never left.
I put them into a domestic background with shabby walls with fading colors and wall decoration (which is, by the way, Hungarian in color and pattern). The walls are as neglected as the women are. The women look as hopeless as their futures. I immediately feel compassion instead of condemnation and judgment. Most onlookers are immediately drawn to these ladies and feel the sense of sadness and see tremendous beauty and potential too. That makes it bittersweet to me.--Ildikó Kalapács