With Flatley's ego it will be hard to ever take him seriously as an artist
It was only a matter of time before Ireland's foremost painters commented on Michael Flatley, the arriviste artist.
It comes as no surprise that this person should be Kevin Sharkey, a man whom has been in the news of late due to his heart-felt, some might say pompous, guardianship of artistic standards.
Sharkey has now turned his cross-hairs on Flatley, whose abstract paintings - which involve him putting paint on his dancing shoes and dancing on the canvas - are selling for anything up to €340k.
The end product, it's fair to say, has divided opinion. On the one hand, his publicist describes the work as "energetic, choreographed abstract compositions ... which capture the mystical, performative aspect of his dancing".
On the other hand, Sharkey has labelled it "lazy, inept, truly awful ... I've never seen such s**** in all my life." It is hard to disagree with Kevin's comments that Flatley's work is an insult to real artists, and he is simply capitalising on his fame as a performer.
After all, how can you possibly take seriously an artist who quotes from WB Yeats at his exhibition in London, re-printing his famous line from Among School Children "How can you tell the dancer from the dance?".
It's easy Michael. The dance is the energetic, awe-inspiring art form which gives pleasure to millions worldwide.
The dancer is the man with the extreme ego, oiled-up chest, commerbund and bandana, who wants to be taken seriously as an artist.
That's how you can tell...