I Have Hardly Any Friends Who Aren't

It Pleases Me That People Can Be Interactive

Have You Ever Longed For Someone So Much, So Deeply That You Thought You Would Die? That Your Heart Would Just Stop Beating? I Am Longing Now, But For Whom I Don't Know. My Whole Body Craves To Be Held. I Am Desperate To Love And Be Loved. I Want My Mind To Float Into Another's. I Want To Be Set Free From Despair By The Love I Feel For Another. I Want To Be Physically Part Of Someone Else. I Want To Be Joined. I Want To Be Open And Free To Explore Every Part Of Them, As Though I Were Exploring Myself.

Because Of The Amount Of Press Attention, People Went To See This Dirty Bed, As If It Was A Freak Show. But When They Got There, They Saw Something Else - The Bed, Stuff On The Walls, Whatever. For The Tate, It's The Highest Attendance They Ever Received For The Turner Prize Show. There Was A Massive Queue, And When You Got Into My Bit, You Couldn't Move.

There Should Be Something Revelatory About Art. It Should Be Totally Creative And Open Doors For New Thoughts And Experiences.

I Thought It Would Be My One And Only Exhibition So I Decided To Call It My Major Retrospective.