Beyond the noise and explainer threads and photos of bank balances and whatever other nonsense, the deeper I go the more I perceive this as genuine folk art; outside of any cohesive movement and without coordinated intention, artefacts being created and shared in varying degrees of isolation by artists across the globe. Mid 2020 I stopped using Twitter; it was a noxious place, fuelled by unhealthy, binary arguments and gnomic toxicity. I deleted my account, intending never to return. Now, a l...