i’m not sure if it was the artist’s intention but people do the strangest things beneath a huge mirror, half-lit by a massive artificial sun – spookily suspended by mist – in the tate modern’s turbine hall, on a saturday night. it felt like a festival, with everyone sitting or lying down in circles on the floor. except here they were giggling at the shapes everyone was making in the reflection above. there was a definite feeling of awe-inspired fun in the air and i’m not surprised to read what the staff are reporting!