The urge to collect is one of our basic human instincts. Our brain is hardwired to recognise patterns, amassing a huge store of data against which we compare any novelty to see where, or if, it fits in.
Whether it’s coins, stamps, military patches, autographs, football programmes, African ethnography or any one of countless other collectibles, for whatever reason a certain subset of precious things will appeal to us and we have to have one. Before long, it’s two and twenty years later the guest bedroom gives up any claim to be anything other than a shrine to rare vinyl records from the sixties.
NFTs are all very well but no-one has ever, or will ever, be able to touch one with their hand. Thanks all the same but I’ll stick with my WWII Airfix models.