Pizzzabeard (aka, Charles Edward Francis McNeil V) is bored as fuck unless he is laughing his ass off, tripping balls, or pigging out on snax. But, Pizzzabeard brand art is not a joke. It's as much about being rill and rill talk, as it is about being a smart-ass. It's probably totally as much about highfalutin conceptual concerns and other cerebral-to-the-max artspeak dogshit that is boring and confusing, as it is about being far out and out of sight simply for the fucking fun of it. It's as much about saying “fffuuuuuuck you!” to yuppy scum, as it is about selling out asap. Pizzzabeard brand art is stoked on nearly all forms of artistic expression and is resistant to becoming “focused.” Pizzzabeard brand art pieces that aren't weird are usually ruthlessly murdered in their infancy, because being normal is what “the man” wants, and fuck the fucking man, seriously. Pizzzabeard brand art presents a problematic, ambiguously fine/ low art product line that is at once, diversified and cohesive, nerded out and brotastic, culturally relevant and totally kick-butt.