Nicky wrote: <Oh what a relief, I'm clearly not the only one that thinks this piece of trash - take that how you will (didn't it also list on the bed cover all the men she'd slept with?) >
She did an embroidery of the names of all the men she'd slept with as a separate "work of art". A lot of embroidery is wonderful, but this wasn't. There's really been some absolute rubbish classed as art, particulatly for the Turner Prize - like Damien Hirst's (sp?) half a sheep/cow? in formaldehyde (just show how impressed I was with that) or the empty room with a light switch for the viewer to turn on. Am I strange in accepting as art some of the "off-the-wall" things done with lace in respect of materials, stitch arrangement or shape, but not a pile of bricks or an unmade bed? Jean in Poole - To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
