I remember sitting on a braided rug in my mom's new place. I felt melancholy. I remember following the patterns of the rug with my eyes.. Then I began falling into the patterns losing myself. I escaped from the sadness and traveled into the rug I found a whole new world, were my sorrows did not exist. A good painting is one I can travel into and explore and loose my self in and find my self again. Now I create paintings for people to escape into and find there own worlds to explore and lose themselves in and then find them selfs a new.
Self portrait of Chicago artist Allen Vandever Braided Rug 30in by 30in
nice, allen.
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