Nifty Nic and the NFT
A somber Tale

This is a warning. A salutary lesson for those of us who thought that the last two years had changed something — in terms of equality — giving the little guy a chance — using technology to create a fairer world.
No.
Money still talks, makes the rules, changes the goalposts, and keeps most of us on the hamster wheel — as it always has done.
How do I know this?
I decided to create an NFT — a Non-Fungible Token.
Normally, I would have nothing to do with playing the game of some faceless geek who gets their kicks in cyberspace — but this time, vulnerable and optimistic, I bought into the promise of a new Wild West for artists — full of possibility…
The possibility of bypassing the traditional gatekeepers of the Art World.
The possibility of independently creating my own vision for my own buyers.
No more hawking my portfolio around disdainful Galleries, run by wannabes searching for the next Basquiat.
No more precious time spent on building up followers on social media — or jumping through the dancing hoops of building up email lists of potential clients.
Not that I ever did much of that. I am lucky enough to have my own studio and enough lovers of authentic scribbles to pay for it — but exhibitions are few and far between and traveling to them, difficult in our current circumstances. So — how to keep motivated and inspired?
I bit the bullet.
Helped by the lover, we negotiated our way through the setting up of a Digital Wallet and then the eventual minting of my first (and only!) NFT.
Open Sea is the most popular platform for artists. Provided that you have enough “gas”, anyone can offer their creations up to the marketplace of other CryptoCurrency Wallet holders.
I put 200 euros into my wallet. That is a lot of money for me, but I had sold a sketch, unexpectedly, the week before for that amount and I figured that I could afford to gamble with money that I otherwise would not have had. Circular economy. Simple.
How innocent I am.
Turns out that the artist pays for “gas” every step of the way in this new world! I guess you always have to pay for freedom.
After two days of waiting, I was elated to have an actual digital NFT token which had cost me 200 euros in “gas” to mint.
Now to place it on the market, I was instructed to pay the same amount again — with a helpful hint that, as this was such a small amount, I may not succeed as the “Gas Men” dealt with the larger sums and the big boys first — of course, ensuring a larger slice of said gas for themselves — and fair play to them!
So, I have a Non- Fungible Token that is worthless.
It serves me right for thinking that I could bypass an entrenched system of Gatekeepers who, during the pandemic, have simply moved sideways into the digital sphere to carry on doing what they have always done — make money for their mates.
It has been an instructive experience — one that has confirmed my own artistic practice which is based upon authentic experience and one which I am very lucky to have.
See you in the studio…!






