Soles

Shoe soles carelessly thrown in the corner; a footprint or a memory of what once protected your feet from the roughness of the road. These soles are the only items among Alice’s painted objects inclined toward abstractness which indeed seem to belong where they are: in the corner. It could also be a fading memory of a pair of shoes borrowed from the Iris Janvier store a few months ago for the time of painting a portrait of President Kersti Kaljulaid.