Shart Artfunkle, or Shartfunkle as I call him to save time (i.e. I combine both Shart and Artfunkle in a clever first and second name combo), is, as far as I am concerned, a woke, broke, joke and I am only writing this as I felt, without clarity, no one in their right mind would purchase any of these "Art works"

Somehow sitting in the no mans land between "try hard" and "not putting in enough effort, Shartfunkles work still manages to offend me.

Some think of him as a 2 bob Banksy, others the destitute mans Basquiat and, those to those who like puns, Salva "Don't" Dali, this is clear a man constantly striving for originality and meaning yet always falling short.

Think Less Neil Buchanan and more Neil Morrissey.

With work that screams "does anybody like me yet" and with subtext as heavy but not one 10th as brilliant as any Reform council's proposed cuts to services, Shartfunkle not only makes us ask, what is art, but why?

A mysterious figure on account of not wanting to face up to his other and numerous debtors, secret families and the church of Scientology, it has been left to me to ensure that you, the gullible consumer, is aware of the seriousness of us not selling out this show.

Think of it as a charitable donation but only, rather then helping lots of people who need your support, it is the prevention of significant damage to one mans face, testicles and finger nails at the hands of his honorable, dashing but double hard loan shark.

So, although the pieces are weird, unclear, generally woke nonsense and not one single picture of a ship or horse, please, like, share and buy buy buy.

Blob Spunkhouse - Art Agent, Loanshark, Landlord & Crypto Entrepreneur.