Robert Allen

Newnan, GA 30263

So I write now for those with the ears to hear, the vision to see, and the intelligence to comprehend.
The hands of the muses have been laid upon me. I create as one possessed by a demon, by a whole horde of demons. You can feel them in the air around me, capering frenetically; with their invisible feet they set the pace, I know when my hair stands on end and my eyes feel like their coming out of the sockets, I work hard and fast to keep up with them.
ART is not something I do, it is something I AM! I’ve sacrificed wild freedom to the goddess that is ART.
I was born painting and drawing. When realizing I’d acquired musical vision, I worked like a fool slave all day in some sweaty hellhole while practicing all night.
I AM an inspired man. Every atom of me is inspired, you might say; almost separately. Drop away the sheepish preconceptions “Mother Culture” has imposed on you.
USE YOUR SENSES! All I’ve created I have done so to awaken FEELINGS!

Books by Robert Allen