Tag Archive: Banksy

Original  Coca Cola image designed by Karina Nurdinova based on Bank’s letter.

My ‘Ads Are Not Innocent‘ poem in yesterday’s post was inspired by Banksy’s Letter On Advertising.

This was in turn inspired by Sean Tejaratchi’s 1999 essay, ‘Reciprocity In Theory And Practice’ which appeared in issue 1 (Death, Phones, Scissors) of Tejaratchi’s clip art zine Crap Hound.

The similarities are obvious. For instance, the American wrote “Why should I ask an assailant’s permission to keep a rock he’s just thrown at my head” while Banksy’s version reads: “Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head”.

Given that the thrust of the two men’s argument is that whatever is in the public domain is free to use and manipulate, the plagiarism by Banksy is ironic bit is no crime.

His ‘borrowing’ of Tejaratchi’s words is graciously put into context in a ‘let’s set the records straight’ statement.


Banksy in the USA

Banksy in the USA

War is hell!

Inspirational street artist Bansky has now scooped Wikileaks to bring you the exclusive video of Syrian soldiers targeting Disney’s favorite flying elephant.

Somebody call Colonel Hathi.


Stanley J. Forman – Marlborough Street, Boston (1975)


Banksy – Mayfair, London (2011).




According to The Guardian’s TV critic Sam Wollaston, the new E4 comedy sketch show Cardinal Burns is “bold, imaginative, original, and dead funny”. He must have been watching a different show to me.

I found it depressingly puerile – with Seb Cardinal & Dustin Demri-Burns going all out for the shock value of ‘adult humour’ and relying heavily on crude visual ‘gags’ without bothering to write any decent  punch lines or develop rounded characters.

Comedy is a personal taste of course and I’m sure there are many (like Wollaston) who laugh at a zombie eating a guy’s dick like it was a saveloy , or are amused by scene of the crime police officers spewing endlessly over a corpse and each other. It didn’t work for me at all.

About the only sketch with promise was to portray the secretive street artist Banksy as a boring suburban family man who gets his aerosol cans from Homebase. This is the only part of the dismal half hour I found even mildly amusing.

The only silver lining is that it can only get better.


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