The stez's career is schizo. He's gone from being well loved moustached royal college tutor in humanities to wildly sucessful international superstar artist. Huh? Hope for all us losers, I guess. I remembered feeling slightly bored by his collages, but thought I should take another look now he has been widely proclaimed a cut and paste (fold) genius. Yeh. They look good, make nice decoration for rich people, but they all rely on exactly the same device, seen one or two, seen em all, joins two images, and he makes a line from photo, say the edge of a leg, joins up with a line in the other photo, and you get a weird surreal effect. Either that he takes a square and puts that in another photo. Ok, simplicity is genius, and for example, a kebab roll has a certain sort of genius, but I don't really want to eat it all the time, but a whole whitechapel full of stezs is meant to get us going.
Upstairs as though to further make us hate art, or appreciate the monotony downstairs, we have a raised floor by the world's most pointless artist Bethan Huws, and some string by twee RIchard Wentworth, to complete the feeling that art really is a waste of time is Mona Hatoum's lightbulbs in mesh, a cartoon of installation art. Anyone got an idea of what to do now with this thing called art?