Having recently completed a PhD on the subject, I can exclusively reveal that life truly is pish.
Existence is nothing more than a combination of frustrations, ailments, fears, obsessions, failures, forlorn hopes, ever deepening depressions, wrinkled saggings and sagging wrinkles - and those are the good bits.
Arguably Shakespeare put it more eloquently than I when he wrote, ‘Ah sweet life. Shall I resist ye? Shall I fight thee? Or simply shall I accept thee for what thou art, that what is to be embraced in all its pishiness and to wollow in the glory of said pishery’.
Life is pish and in this year’s show I will prove it.