In this age of the emperor's new clothes, where art galleries are shoe-horned into deformed boxes worthy of a drug-induced - sorry - hypnosis-induced burst of visionary creation, Will Alsop's Barnsley model is really quite conventional. Why David Clark has to pick on poor old Will and his bright colours (AJ 26.6.03) I don't know.
More importantly, as Will has shown us, it is not what you write but where you write it from. So did David write from his portable PC on a bench in the fountain courtyard of the RA, from a palm pal on the top of a double-decker (bus that is) or from an internet cafe in Timbuctoo: we should be told!
Patrick Hogan, by WAP, from a white-water canoe