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There Should Be Something Revelatory About Art. It Should Be Totally Creative And Open Doors For New Thoughts And Experiences.

Because Of The Amount Of Press Attention, People Went To See This Dirty Bed, As If It Was A Freak Show. But When They Got There, They Saw Something Else - The Bed, Stuff On The Walls, Whatever. For The Tate, It's The Highest Attendance They Ever Received For The Turner Prize Show. There Was A Massive Queue, And When You Got Into My Bit, You Couldn't Move.

When I Have An Exhibition, I Usually Arrange It So That If People Want To, They Can Spend Two Hours There. That Way, People Who Like It Don't Feel Cheated When They Go. I Want Them To Walk Into The Exhibition Space And Look Low And At Other Levels And Angles. The Same With Emotions. I Want Them To Be Emotionally Manipulated, To Come Out Feeling Something. I Want Them To Laugh, Smile, Feel Sad. Even If They Feel Angry, That's Okay.

What Is Truth? Truth Doesn't Really Exist. Who Is Going To Judge Whether My Experience Of An Incident Is More Valid Than Yours? No One Can Be Trusted To Be The Judge Of That.