More money than sense
I washed and polished my car this weekend, so could I exhibit it in tate Modern, then sell it for millions to some art lover?
The last modern masterpiece I saw in TM was a big crack in the floor. At least, I think it was art, or maybe the place is about to fall down.
As we say in Norfolk: "A loda ol squit!"
Truely, the Emperor has lost his trousers.....