Every week, it's the same tedious sermon from the self-anointed Tudor lords of the NFT realm, rolling out their “Top 20” lists like royal decrees. The same faces-always a bit too chummy, a bit too curated-parade through the court, while the rest of us are left tossing cabbages from the mud.
The List Paintings are a glorious, technicolor court jester, prancing through this medieval farce with pop art swagger and punk venom. The blocky, billboard text - VC LISTS, OBEY THE LISTS, TOP 20 NFT LISTS-isn’t just a statement; it’s a chamber pot emptied over the heads of the self-crowned gatekeepers. The AI glitches twist every suit and tie into a carnival of absurdity, exposing the puffed-up pomposity of the mediocrity machine.
This isn’t art that bows or curtsies. It’s a satirical pie to the face, a digital rotten tomato hurled at the powdered wigs of the metaverse elite.