I was on the way to the Ed Ruscha exhibition at the Hayward Gallery the other day when my tube carriage was invaded by a gang of Polish lads drinking cans of Stella and getting phenomenally excited by the Argos Catalogue. I don't need galleries. Art follows me everywhere. By the way, if any Polish speakers are reading this, your countrymen seemed to be using the word "tvatfinger" a lot. I trust it means something entirely innocent in your tongue. Some performance art, on the Tube, yesterday... read more
