The Leeds city art gallery, is a fabulous space, right in the heart of the city, and conveniently situated next door to the Henry Moore. They have some real gems in the permanent collection, by artists such as Grimshaw, and Spencer. I regularly pop in here, whenever I am in Leeds. The exhibition by Becky Beasley however left me feeling sad. Too much space has been given over to this, in my opinion, rather pretentious artist. We are told that Beasley has selected works from the Leeds Museums collection which are presented without labels. During her enlightening tour of the show with curator Sarah Brown, she describes this room as a terrain where objects and spaces come together with the objects as key players in a kind of theatre of the absurd. Radical recent works appear alongside more classical works in a manner which would be quite bewildering if you didn’t make at least some effort to comprehend Beasley’s conceptual approach. What utter nonsense! We are presented with several pictures of cucumbers, and then told we have to make some effort to understand the concept! Twaddle. Someone here is taking the mickey, and the art gallery needs to wake up to this, or funding will dry up, visitor numbers will decline, and the gallery will disappear up its own pretentious bottom!