BOSart 08

Sat on a hay bail, a chicken preening itself beside me, wondering exactly where I am (Bosigran: half way between Penzance and St Ives), surrounded by conceptual drawings and performance traces mounted on the walls of a barn, listening to an artist-led panel discussing performativity, respect of the land and an ancient rock formation known as Carn Galva. What is this thing: BOSart 08?