Way out

Mrs Rex was working in Edinburgh today so an excuse to travel in and have a look at the New Contemporaries exhibition in the RSA where bemused old men like me tried to make sense of it all (extra). One exhibit literally was rubbish. And you'd think if you referenced a Tim Burton film as an inspiration for your artwork you would at least make sure you got the spelling of Beetlejuice correct.

Time for a lie down I think...