The Turner Prize has been on the go since 1984. Like most innovations there comes a time when the sell-by-date is reached and something new is needed. It is very difficult for those involved to recognise this time.

With the blessing of the organisers of the alternative Turnip Prize I am in the process of creating a trophy with built-in deconstruction so that it is blindingly obvious when things need to change.


I’m designing a trophy made from a real turnip. When nature, the only true judge, shrivels the turnip to virtually nothing a committee of Primary school children will decide what the next aspirational prize will be in the art world.

For personal reasons I’ll encourage the maximum age for prospective winners to be raised from 50 to 100.


  1. Posted April 27, 2013 at 4:19 am | Permalink

    creepy. very, very creepy. but when i come to your blog, i really shouldn’t be surprised at what turns up…

    daddyp replied:

    Please don’t be scared. Lie down, relax. Would you like a gingernut?

  2. Posted April 27, 2013 at 6:54 pm | Permalink

    I saved a tooth (close to my wisdom tooth) that the dentist had extracted some years ago. I’d like to either enter as Art. Or donate it to you as the turnip’s tooth.

  3. Posted April 27, 2013 at 6:55 pm | Permalink

    I mean, I’d like to either enter *it* as Art. Or…..

    daddyp replied:

    This is so very tempting. Let me think about it. ((((HELP!!!!))))

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