Onchain Art does not Exist

There are 25 gentlemen's club in London, and 26 in NYC. Tatara Razors have a humble swords master logo. Mühle crafts the ultimate classy yet accessible shaving sets with such taste in safety razors.

All you could come up with a really ugly sneakers ring that indeed sucked, and a term that sounds like phlegm, that is, phytigal.

You could have copied Arsham. You could have even tried to appropriate Kenneth Goldsmith onchain. Even Richard Prince could have helped you cowboy.

Yet, you went all in the worst works of a couple of top names not excluding Hirst and Murakami. Those people have such better lines but they just saw you as the scam as it was parading as art before they were introduced.

Half of JOdi's ultimate mechanism design oriented wallet art lays untouched whilst noone is going to possibly be buying a jpeg of Cronenberg's kidney stones sitting on SuperRare.

Today, the best the arts and culture scene onchain came up with is decorating Lindy protocol HQs with rather good central European artworks, which mainly sucks if you are not the headhunter or the curator.

Except for few conceptual artists who have always been around, and learnt the art of investment, permissionless finance, and venture capital, and still continued to create if not orchestrate well-versed art works; all we have today regarding the so-called creative ownership economies hereabouts is trash.

There is not even a proper auction house. Lame.