The Metro may be the paper that slept in, however if you’re lucky enough to find one complete, without footprints you will find the odd gem of an article in there.
Having found one, unfortunately with a footprint or six. I see the article, pictured above. I observe the blank canvas, with black pen around the side. Seeing something such as this published in any newspaper you’re probably guessing what it’s in relation to soon after, more so when you notice the ‘£60,000’ next to the image. The print is a Banksy piece, 1969, expected to fetch up to the aforementioned sixty-grand when it goes up for auction. Respect the Arts, here here. However without life there is not art. Sixty-grand for a blank canvas with a black line around the edges no matter who is responsible for it is just wrong. Life has many horrible aspects of which sixty-grand could help eradicate or perhaps hinder until a solution is found.
By no means is my writing to disrespect Banksy as an artist. I just believe that the above does not merit what it’s expected to fetch in auction, even if it only get’s half.
The piece of art I do feel is fantastic. A blank canvas imprisoned with four black lines with “Nothing to fear” as the title. Anyone within or outwith the artistic realms would surely puzzle over it and have thoughts aroused. That said I think Banksy’s title is more hauntingly ironic than the artwork would have us realise. As if his art work, along with many others can fetch that sort of money then the cruel twist may be that when, not if, the world takes a turn for the worse. What will people rue the most then? A canvas on the wall or the money that could of went to something more beneficial to humanity.
Of course this is not a suggestion to drop all love or interest for anything and pour your earnings, savings etc into saving humanity. It’s, I guess, an ask to take a step back and look at the bigger picture.