The other day I made a snide remark about Damien Hirst, but did I mean it, or am I just jealous? I have to ask myself this question because of an inspiration I had at work yesterday, namely:
- place four large aquariums side-by-side in a sterile white room in the Saatchi Gallery in London
- fill one with clear gelatin and the other three with mustard, mayonnaise and ketchup, respectively
- add to each a school of Swedish Fish
- supply infrared goggles, thus enabling art-lovers to see the fish in the three condiments
