Bingo. Obsessive collectors more focused on what the ownership of an item says about them (most often “I’m rich!”) than they are on the item itself.
I dunno. Maybe some of the fuckers should consider reading Walter Benjamin from around a century ago?
Yeah, if any of them were actually in it to help artists, they could just, y’know, commission them. Paying people for services rendered is a solved problem!
Written in disappearing ink. The moment that the blockchain ceases to be maintained (or is forked due to some massive problem requiring a mulligan), poof!
And it’s just a crypto certificate. It’s not necessarily authentic of anything except crypto, because no recognized third-party authority is signing that they have reviewed the claims contained and find them accurate, and it’s not tied to an actual physical object. A NFT of The Blue Boy could be traded all over the place without the actual owner’s knowledge or the painting budging in inch.
Right? It ain’t rocket surgery!
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