Best use of the space was the one-on-one art cruising: you were given a hankie and instructions to eye up matching potential performers. I got lucky in the Sacred Silver section. Benjamin Sebastian unbuttoned his waistcoat and opened his heart: a red PVC one on his shirt with an elasticated sphincter. Working my fingers then forearm in, I eventually reached a piece of folded paper containing an anecdote about sexual ennui, read it to him as he looked into my eyes, then left, feeling satisfied and sad.
Other highlights: David Hoyle giving a drawing class in the sculpture hall; Chris Green delivering Oscar Wilde's lecture to art students in character; Dickie Beau shedding his outer clown for his inner activist. And getting distracted by the fashion gallery, which should surely include the fantastic full-body number pictured.