I like the concept of the mystery contents of the can: is it? isn't it? Provocative thoughts of 'what is art?'

I'm reminded of the auction a few years ago of bottles of wine from Jefferson's wine cellar. No one could know what was in them: fantastic vintages? Vinegar? air? But no one cared or had any intention of ever opening them; it was the fact that they were from Jefferson's cellar that counted -- and boy, did it count! They went for thousands of dollars.

And the joke to me was that the price varied depending on historical records of whether it had been a good or bad year!?!

I guess the Tate bought the -dare I say shit?- for fear another museum would 'scoop' it up.

Maybe this is a musical thread: is Manura Manya on the DT?