It’s all a bit crazy, surreal and amusing…but pointless and impenetrable. It reads like you've laid an abstract poem, presumably of your own creation, over some random images of a man with questionable tastes in fashion standing in a field, then walking down a street, then applying make-up. He's either a clown or a transvestite, I don't know, not too bothered to find out.

Nothing else to say really except I got a laugh and it didn't take up too much of my time.

Col.

Drivel - dressed as art. Half the words don't even exist (yeah, I looked 'em up). Sound weird, and they'll think it's genius. Or just plain dumb.