Its' e3verywhere you look. Frieze art week makes me hate art and flee the city. The papers wont leave you alone, Takishi Murakamis great show in France, Damien makes two big sales to showhe's still in the game, a host of new artists are put forward, few with art but all with ideas, Kapour is still pumping out his soulless monsters that say nothing about the human condition but mess with your senses for those who missed out on drugs, Steve Lazarides tunnel show, the man who made Banksy rich, has a miserable mess for those who never leave the city. Meanwhile autumn shows its' wonder for free. Only a hungry, sad man would have wasted this week in London.
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