More Turner-prize Bull

Oh God! It's with us again: that corny old joke the Turner Prize. Which no-talent bums have been shortlisted this year? Here's a detail from Cathy Wilkes' Selective Memory, which touches on "issues of femininity and sexuality". Oh! That's what it does, eh? A more realistic title would have been Shop Window Dresser Goes For A Tea Break. I've seen it before, luv, down the High Street; it's very common. Now the bad news: this is the best of the bunch! Patronizing twit Dr Stephen Deuchar, director of Tate Britain and chairman of the Turner Prize judges, justifies the prize thus: "The general public look to the Turner Prize to introduce them to what is new". What planet does he live on? Those members of the general public with whom Coxsoft Art mixes expect nothing from the Turner Prize other than a depreciating titter. Currently they're flocking to see Iron Man. That's the latest thing in popular art, Dr Deucher. Ever heard of it? (Warning: if you're of a sensitive or artistic nature, don't click the title link!)