Soft  little balls on spikes. And you can tickle them - gently. Waller Hewett was the only artist at the Brighton Art Fair that encouraged me to stroke there fluffy balls. Brighton Art Fair

Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny little models. So cute. Except not when they come to life, crawl up your nose and tunnel into your brain. Tunnelling into a blamanchey gel is not easy so they have to be fast. Dig, dig, scratch, scratch, slither. Back out of your nose and away ...

Brighton Art Fair was a few fucks and cunts short in the obscenity department, so the title for the sweariest had to go to Mark Perronet. SHITE not shight. Brighton Art Fair

Laurie J Proud Not only are they excellent paintings, but Laurie is a pleasant young man. And he wears a suit. What more can you ask for? Brighton Art Fair.

I had mainly been ignoring the Brighton Art Fair. That is because I thought it was just some regional craft fair. But then I received a mail out; a picture of a giant cat with fairy wings. This image is enough to give me faith in the quality ...