Last week at the Tate there was a performance piece by Claire Blundell Jones about kissing. Basically people were kissing in random places to investigate whether a social sculpture of kissing looks as aesthetically beautiful as the same act portrayed in an artwork such as Rodin’s The Kiss or whether it is just as repulsive as some people perceive kissing in public to be. At first it was people kissing but then after 5-10 minutes it was just a little odd. The romance seemed to disappear because you knew it was a performance.