When I was asked to write a book about Banksy there were two things that
worried me. The first was that I had no idea who Banksy was, but I consoled
myself with the fact that neither did anyone else. The second problem was
that I needed to view some of his work. This is a harder task than you might
imagine, since Banksys are not exactly hanging in art galleries across the
country and the graffiti he puts up on walls is often obliterated. In the
past this was done by the forces of law and order, but nowadays local
councils are rushing to preserve his work rather than paint over it, and the
destruction is more likely to be done by rival graffiti artists.
The only piece I had already seen was on the side of a chemist's shop in Essex
Road, Islington, north London: children pledging their allegiance to a Tesco
flag that had been run up on an electricity cable cleverly transformed by
Banksy into a flagpole. I had been stopped dead by this piece and stood in
admiration on this scruffy street as though I were in the National Gallery.
Finally the spell was broken by a passer-by who announced, 'a load of
overrated rubbish,' and kept walking as though he had never said a word. Not
only did I disagree with him but the art market did too, for the canvas
version of this graffiti was called Very Little Helps and in 2010 was
sold at Sotheby's by the former supermodel Jerry Hall for £82,850. More Read
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