Once again this brings us onto the subject of defining art.
They say {and it must apply to art} "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" but I put most of his works into the "Need to go to Specsavers" column. It was the same with Tracey Emin and her bed, walk into any bedroom in the u.k. any morning and basically you will see the same work of art, walk onto any building site and see the "pile of bricks" exhibit. Anthony Gormley's Angel of the North is another, it's just a large "organised" pile of scrap metal. Banksey is another one, and what about that chap on the news the other day who has spent literally years doodling over every part of his {large} house.
If we didn't have art critics telling us what we are supposed to like then 90% of these so called artists would not exist, they would not have a career, and so much money.
We all remember on That's life tv programme when they got chimpanzees to daub paint over canvasses and opened an exhibition with them and invited "Art critics" to come and judge these new artists work, obviously not telling them who had actually painted them, it was painful to watch them interviewing these critics, especially after when they told them the truth.
I know what I like in art and as for most of this modern stuff........ well the fire is the best place for it.