If Banksy was looking for someplace to place his work where it would not be covered/painted over, tagged, rented out, vilified, hated or loved, he came to the right place, Staten Island, where it would simply be ignored! Banksy, (if you indeed exist..) you get the Christopher Columbus award for discovering the obvious, you found Staten Island, something, even most New Yorkers are apparently incapable of doing, whereas everyone on Staten Island gets the MIchelle Bachman award for complete cluelessness, as they pass by dear Marilyn without a second glance. She is located along the parking lot wall on Hyatt Street, just a few steps before the intersection with St. Marks Place in St. George, three blocks from the ferry. She is just about at the spot of the street where the elderly anti-abortion lady had been on Monday, handing out her leaflets about murder. The elderly lady is an occasional feature of that section of Hyatt Street, but if she had turned up on Wednesday, and stood in the same spot, she would have been facing Marilyn, enjoying a somewhat compromising position.
Marilyn Monroe adjusts her skirts next to a vestigial set of stone steps at the decidedly unpicturesque parking lot on Hyatt Street. She is only about two feet tall, by the way and she is apparently made up partially of an old subway map, which Banksy had to consult several times in order to find this spot in the first place.
I noticed it when I was coming up the street and saw three teenagers crouching down and examining it. I said, “Is that Banksy?” and they said that that’s what everybody was saying. So I guess the high schoolers found it! Long live Curtis and McKee High Schools!
Well, what do you think? Is it Banksy or is it not? And if a tree falls in forest and no one hears it, does it make a sound?