No compendium of rug trade jokesters and carpetbaggers would be complete without mention of james aka jimbo allen who is, perhaps, the grossest trampler of honesty and reality in rugdom.
His BS and self-promoting crapola would be laughed out of any serious rug-selling venue except for Ebay. And that's where jimbo plies his over restored at best, and out right fakes at worst, rugs to the unsuspecting and gullible who believe the farcical poppycock allen invents about himself and the alleged "museum quality" rugs in his sales.
Obviously jimbo has no shame, as this paragraph from his website demonstrates:
"I sell value: You can put your trust in me to help you acquire true art treasures.
Getting what you pay for is only part of the equation here at a-bey.com.
The feeling of quality and timelessness transferred from the "authentic" tribal artifact to ones own self is truly a sublime experience.
It is much like being transported from "here" to some "other" time in place.
The qualities, virtues, the native person embues(sic) each and every handmade object with is experienced directly by the sensitive person, the aesthete.
I am assuredly such a person and you can have faith first and foremost in my aesthetic TASTE.
I have sold major pieces of ethnographic art to many of the contemporary collections in America today. Because I sell value I intend to be selling here for a long time.”
The only thing sublime about allen and his over restored or fake rugs is feeling his greasy fingers in your wallet as he is selling them to you.
And the only timeless quality a jimbo allen rug will have in your home or collection is the misery it will bring when you, the unsuspecting buyer finds out the truth about your "museum quality" treasure.
Sadly the jokes a charlatan like allen cracks invariably bring tears to his audience of naive mokes and suckers who eventually all learn you don’t always get what you pay for, especially when you make the error of believing a snake-oil salesman like james allen.