In Bitcoin Banquet, the table becomes a grotesque stage for the rituals of late-stage capitalism, where the top investors-suited arbiters of global finance-consume gold as if it were sustenance. Their smirks, distorted and spectral, betray a nefarious intention: to co-opt the very decentralization Bitcoin represents, twisting it into a mechanism for their dominion. The gold they devour symbolizes not only profit but the alchemical transformation of something radical into something subservient to power.
These figures, emissaries of control, stand at the apex of financial hegemony. They neither believe in Bitcoin’s ethos nor respect its rebellion; instead, they hoard it as a speculative trophy, choking its revolutionary promise. Here, wealth feeds upon itself, a perverse ouroboros where their aim is not innovation but subjugation-a consolidation of assets into a gilded prison.
The painting is both satire and prophecy, warning of the quiet violence wrought by these forces. The gilded Bitcoin logos that loom above the scene signal an uneasy marriage of digital potential and old-world greed. Bitcoin Banquet captures a pivotal tension: the battle for autonomy in a system intent on erasure. It asks us to confront a harrowing truth-what happens when the revolution is eaten alive by the very entities it seeks to overthrow?
