Veeky Forums do you believe it is possible that the writings of CWC will be considered classic pieces of outsider art of the early internet age after his death?
or are sonichu and his other creations too derivative and amateurish to ever become a part of the canon?
No.
Thank you for reminding me about CWC. I was sitting here thinking about how desolate my life is and how it's gonna have a bad ending, but man, at least I didn't shit the fucking bed like that guy.
So Chris-chan is a tranny now. I wonder when he's going to realise he made a terrible mistake? Autism is a hell of a drug.
In a few decades, at best, it will be a chunk of data, cited by other data, that computers will analyse along with billions of other data, and no human will ever see it again.
No because outsider art is usually revered because of how tortured it seems to be. Chris' stuff is no different than the millions upon millions of drawings by autistic retards you can find on deviantart.
>tfw no printed edition of the CWCki
>pieces of outsider art of the early internet age
It already is that, literally.
>classic
No outsider art is really ''classic''. A few like Henry Dadger and Louis Wain become sort of niche culture icons because of the curiosity factor, and may appear as case studies in psychology, but are not taken seriously by the establishment or general public. And then there's all the innumerous, uncountable mental health patients, retirees, recluses and handicapped making art outside the establishment, most of which will be destroyed or, even if preserved, nevertheless forgotten. There's nothing that really separates Chris-chan, typologically, from outsider artists who were picked up and patronized by a respected person in the art world. The only difference is that CWC's stuff is not as appealing or interesting in itself, nor is it a monumental effort which deserves to be taken seriously for the hours put into it alone. But who knows, maybe in a few decades the ancientness of cultural artifacts such as Sonic, Veeky Forums and memes will make it a curiosity worth revisiting.
Some of the stuff you see in outsider art exhibits is literally bestiality porn, or worse. I'm sure the people who are into outsider art would find CWC at least passingly amusing, I mean, I like him. But the artwork doesn't leave any lasting impression, his character is the more interesting part.
I genuinely think that Chris-chan's life is the closest thing to a real life 'tragedy' in the traditional sense. Nobody comes out on top, nobody is in the right, and his life is on a constant downward spiral that is semi-his fault. I wonder if a documentary/biopic/biography will ever be made of him, and who's side it would take.
We can still hope that Gaskun eats a gun so that his 20 novel cience fiction abortion never sees the light of day.
There are loads of amateur documentaries about him on yt
That kind of life is all around us, user. I know several people in my family alone who are as debilitated from mental illness as Chris-chan, some in very different ways, others in quite similar ways. Couple that with all the people whose lives' circumstances make it horrific, be it abuse, poverty, addiction, loss, etc, and you'll see that the most absurd aspect of existence is living knowing that life can be that way.
In my experience, the closest analogue to a Greek tragedy in contemporary real life, in relation to structure and tone and gravitas, is the life of an addict. They live a genuinely nihilistic existence, chasing an artificial euphoria that lasts less each time and feels weaker each time, in a dynamic in which their conscious choices are undermined by a seemingly omnipotent force driving them towards a self-destruction that exponentially escalates into general destruction, rendering all past priorities meaningless and then even what you thought made you who you are becomes secondary to a high, and in a few months you go from being a banker with a family to being a crippled crack fiend ''living'' in a neighborhood populated entirely by non-human bodies barely kept awake by chemicals. It's impossible to assimilate that this reality exists right now, and the barriers that separate us from it are mostly imaginary.
>To Christopher Weston Chandler, from your Daddy. Started December 26th, 1987.
>The reason for this open letter to you which will grow as time goes on, is that I know now that I, at best, haven't much time left to share myself with you. Particularly to share my things, my dreams, and my thoughts with you at a time in the future when you will be able to understand, remember to use my things and carry on my dreams if you want to. Hopefully we will grow much older together. I will probably be rambling until I drive you to distraction, but just bear with me, because I will get to the point sooner or later. I hope I have been able to provide for you and your mother until you at least get to college, and for your mother, until she joins me at the great sing-a-long in the sky, or wherever. Anyway, I expect you to take care of her, love her, and never disappoint her for as long as she lives. I also expect you to never disappoint me, because I will always be with you to help you when the going gets tough, and you need me. Since everything always seems to happen for the best for me, and when I needed it, I have always felt like my mother was my guardian angel. You look exactly like my mother and I.
>I didn't plan my life. I just took it as it came along. I seem to have had no control over it. It always came along with what was right for me. Look at me eight years ago in 1979. When I was really down and out, no friendship from Alan and Carol [CWC's half siblings] and ready to cash in my chips with heart problems that I didn't even know about. Your mother, Barbara Ann, helped me through the rough spots and together we had you. Now, I really had something to live for. No better things or events could have happened to me. We have come a long way in the last eight years. Together, we have built a whole new life with an exciting set of dreams.I also expect you to never disappoint yourself. If you think you are at a dead end at something you are trying to do, just stand back, and if it is meant to be, an answer or break will appear. Just remember, there are many sides to a mountain and many ways to climb it. If you get stopped, back off, regroup, and try another way. If you are still not successful, maybe it is not meant to be. Accept is as experience and go after something else for a while. If it is meant to be, having it on the backburner simmering for a while is not bad. It will pop up again, and the way to attain it will be there. Everything in its time. Your mother and I have done our best for you, and in return we expect at least that from you, for yourself, and your children.
>Well, Christopher, one of my actions that I regret most when I was a young man, sometimes in the late 1940s, I think, I was entrusted with my grandfather's straight razor by means of his last will and testament, and I carelessly misused it and broke it by trying to use it as a screwdriver. I found out later that my grandmother-grandfather Holloman had specifically wanted me to have it, because it had been very personal to me-him, and he wanted me to have something of his that had been very personal to him.Something that he had used every day. Well, I still have that broken razor of his, and I still carry the burden of carelessly, with no concern, breaking it. I knew that I would never use it to shave with, but it was my one personal bond with him, and I still feel like I betrayed his trust by carelessly and thoughtlessly misusing it and breaking it. Maybe that razor did have a purpose greater than anything my grandfather and I ever dreamed of, for it is because of my careless waste of my grandfather's razor that I am writing this open letter to you. I hope that you will not carelessly misuse, waste or destroy the value of the many things I have collected for you. Do not be in such a hurry to use, play, or work with these things. First, learn all about them, how to use them and enjoy them, their value, and how you can thoughtlessly--thoughtlessly (Chris pauses) waste their value, then enjoy them as I have.
>For example, my very good stamp collection, or all the recorded popular music on cassette tape, VCR tapes and records. The oil paintings, United Nations art graphics, first of the issue covers, first LIFE covers, the complete set of the very valuable wrong first day issues of the United Nations covers. The musical movies I have collected for you on VCR tapes. My books on popular music, movies, entertainers, musical theater. Ship models, my day lilies, gazebo, and dreams.
>As a boy, my greatest dream was to have inherited things from my mother, father, grandparents, etc. But alas, they were poor, and we were poor, and the things that we and they had didn't stay around long. I am a collector of things, even more than your mother. And when a boy, I always wished I had a stamp collection, or coin collection, or book collection, in a large old house from my grandparents. Well, I did end up with a few things which you will get from me. I have the Chandler family Bible from grandfather and grandmother Chandler, the graveyard par-plots from my grandfather Chandler and mother are buried, in (Chris pauses) Sylacauga, Alabama. A few books from my stepgrandmother, Holloman, and a few of my mother's sister's books. My father's picture album as a boy. My mother's picture album as a girl. My picture album as a boy.
>August 18th, 2008
>Dear Christian,
>At this time in life, you and Sonichu need a quest and purpose in life. Let Sonichu become a champion for autistic persons everywhere, and continually defeat the perils of autism. Sonichu could become the spokesperson for autistic persons, with an ongoing fight for them in chapter after chapter, or good deeds on the internet. He could become the spokesperson from now on. You and Sonichu could become famous worldwide.
He never lost hope.
>Mfw Chris has a legit qt now who is possibly a mommy gf
Is this real?
It is.
He also wrote his biography but the fat fuck lost it somewhere
it's just another troll, it always is.
>dating the most filthy and disgusting human on the planet as a prank
W-what?
I hope so then again it could be someone who thinks she can legit change Christian and his ways. Women are dumb cunts who will date any lowlife just to make themselves seem like saints.