After spending two days immersed in the art fair environment, the streets begin to take on a strange sort of surreal ambiance, where the planned starts to look accidental and the artificial starts to look intentional and real. Take this construction hoarding for example. It would have been perfectly at home in an art fair venue. The board is a photograph of a hedge and an iron fence, which then fails to disguise the piled construction cubes behind it. The lamp posts are real and even the little orange cone looks suspiciously arty. The flatness of the leaf photograph vs the reality of the hinges and lock are a classic modernist argument. But no one payed to see this.