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It probably entirely contradicts everything I was saying last week about the faux subversion of Banksy’s Bristol event, because this is just as hypey and adolescent, but National Art Hate Week does strike me as being a rather amusing wheeze.
PS: The word I was striving for with regard to the Banksy gig: authenticitude.
2 comments:
If a child offers you a painting during NATIONAL ART HATE WEEK you are to turn away in disgust.
Tee hee!
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