The materials employed by the artists have a desperate pathos - matchsticks, for instance, painstakingly pieced together into replicas of corner shops. Bricolage like this is an occupation for someone like Robinson Crusoe, enslaved to the dreary, erosive passage of time, glad of a numbing routine. The judge of the recycling category in the Koestler competition last year praised an inmate who collected greeting cards, punched out six thousand dots, and then assembled these into a three-dimensional picture. The enterprise, he marvelled, 'took over 100 hours'. That was the whole point of it, of course: prison consists of doing time.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/theobserver/2002/oct/06/features.review177
Good artists borrow, great artists steal. -- Picasso?
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