The last place you'd expect an
arresting art experience would have to be a disused Air Force ammunition
bunker. And the name of the place - Bomb Point - would have to be another clue
against it. But there in a small buried chamber beneath a dispersal field, we
came under this steady gaze. In an era of exhibition spectacle and career
competition it was nice to stumble across something done just for the pleasure
of it and for those few who might find it.