The Art of Robert Craig ...IS NO MORE... IT IS BEREFT OF LIFE...IT HAS CEASED TO BE...IT IS AN EX PARROT!....however, being a Hindu parrot site....IT'S BEJEWELED HEAD EMERGES FROM THE BIRTH CANAL AS WE SPEAK AS AN ARROGANT SOUNDING (soon to be corrected) TYPO: http://www.robertcraigisart.com/ IT JUST CAME IN...LET THE JOY BEGIN!
There is no ME. At best, I'm a sadistically, sarcastic, walking, talking practical joke dressed up as a human being.
99% of what I do and or say is intended to make people laugh.
Hell bent on my work, my paintings.
One time Novice Buddhist Monk.
Miss my only child, my daughter, Ariel. Dead at age 18. They say: "Complications prior to surgery" I say: "Stabbed to death by a bunch of cowardly lying mother fucking butchers"
Nothing exceeds like excess, I am, to put it mildly, extreme, intense, blunt, Direct and To the point, I'm only going to inhale/exhale for so long so don't waste my fuckin' time because I'll never waste yours by telling you what you wanna hear or any other form of verbal masturbation vs. what I think and feel. I have a compulsive habit, of saying what I mean and meaning what I say without exception, shame or pride or any other detrimental or, at best, useless emotion.
I'm not brave...I'm just too stupid to have the sensation of fear. I don't know how to shut my big fuckin' mouth..I wouldn't if I did and, and I can't find anyone big or suicidal enough to shut it for me.
I have no Idea what: good, bad, right, wrong, just, or fair means (essential to me in a court of law) If anyone would like to explain these terms to me... please make sure you're wearing a cup.
I've been advised that my work is peculiar, odd, funny, outré, ludicrous etc. by sheeple that apparently don't ever look out the fuckin widow. If only judgmental, pin-headed twits could do so with any sense of objectivity, They might be able to see that my work is quite reasonable, realistic and far less irrational that what transpires in this life on a daily basis.
I don't think outside "the box"... (Whatever the fuck that is) I'm not sure what's meant by that expression. What I do doesn't require thinking in any sort of logical terms and whatever this"box" is, sounds horrible. I imagine it's some sort of self imposed limitation. I'm glad not to have ever had one. It does have it's drawback and winds me up in jail sometimes but it leaves me at peace...I'm neither proud nor ashamed of anything I do or am.
The Federal Government declares me to be mentally 'disabled'…(ha!) Others differ in their opinions of whatever I am….Sane, insane, Mentally Disabled, Enabled.…I've got my own opinion and have no use for yours.
I admire many but honestly feel sorry for anyone and everyone who isn't me.
One question... Why the fuck are you reading this drivel? Get away from me... go look at the paintings but bear in mind that the next asshole who attempts to flatter me by flapping his lips instead of opening his wallet is gonna wear his ass for a hat.