Artists with little real talent trying to establish themselves are desperate to be seen to be original, so rack their brains attempting to be different, not for art's sake, but to feed their egos. I like writing, but I don't foist my stuff on others because I'm aware that I'm a mediocre writer, with little that's original to say. Tracy Emin's bed installation was much criticised, but the woman can actually draw well too, and communicates her ideas very successfully. Give the poor bl--dy cows a break for goodness' sake. I trust The Arts Council hasn't funded this ridiculous spectacle. PS: my name was once anagramised by a colleague as Kelly-Jo Acid.