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.