Another Banksy got wrecked in Australia this week – the parachuting rat bit the dust. I’m not sure Banksy would care really. Graffiti in itself is meant to be transient. A fleeting glimpse of something a little more special decorating the ugly functional walls we build to trap ourselves.
I call his work art because it makes me consider the reality of life I might not normally see or understand. It’s poignant. It’s simple. It packs a punch. It’s much more than glary colours and funked up lettering.
This is art. Long may it reign.