Their agenda clashes with my hunger for any galleries or exhibitions. How can it be that I have produced two people who 'can't be bothered' with a contemporary art gallery housing no less than five crisp, edgy shows of zeitgeist and aesthetic splendour. We found a common ground outside, however. The skateboarders. A constant pulse of moving wheels, tricks and slamming boards. The kids watched in wonder at these hero-acrobats while my own eyes wandered around the marks left by an obsessive, repetitive movement.
