I had a day off today. TBH, I still felt a slight dizziness in my mind this morning, even though the reason was completely enigmatic. Anyway, after taking a shower and having breakfast, I went to the library. There, I found an interesting book about Banksy: Yuuki Yoshiara's "Banksy: Love To The Broken World [吉荒夕記『バンクシー 壊れかけた世界に愛を』]". At AEON, I enjoyed reading this one.
As you see, I am basically only an audience to Banksy's art (or a reader of his art through this book). However, through this, I could learn how he has worked as an anonymous artist from Bristol to the world. In my opinion, his art always lets me open my eyes to the world (especially, to watch how this world can contain several paradoxes within it) just like brilliant music bangers. Also, I thought that he kept trying to ask the definition of art itself. What can divide art into two types like anonymous street graffiti and "socialized" art?
I remembered that a Japanese friend had sent me a message on WhatsApp. In that, he said that now there must be a serious divide between urban places and rural places, in other words, the places that can have many ways to access several cultural heritages through museums and libraries and the places that can't have them.
Reading this Yoshiara's book (and also, trying to recall my pieces of memory about Banksy), I thought that Banksy's serial trials must have the meaning of "crushing" that division wall to open a way to access another rich aspect in this world (however, I know good people who work at their museums or libraries, therefore I never want to have a stereotype bias which says museums are silly establishments). I sent my opinion like this to him.
This coming cold wave has affected my health? I can't tell the reason why, but anyway, today I almost did nothing literally. I went to the main house of my group home to see the sub-admin, and we talked about that dizziness and also the daily chart paper (I have been writing about how I have spent each day actually on that chart). After that, this afternoon I spent my time lying on my bed. Oh no! I need to read the rest of "Harry Potter", and also write my novel. Anyway, tomorrow is another day.
