As someone who has attend a crap art exhibition or two in my life, the rules are very simple. Arrive, make everyone talk to the hand until you've spent two minutes circling the gallery looking thoughtfully at the artwork, approach the artist, shake their hand (or give them a hug if you weren't raised a Methodist), congratulate them on their unabashed genius, then get pissed.

I'm glad they didn't bore you to death, and let's face it, this would have been nowhere near as funny if they had have stuck to the rules.

2000 slides? OMFG.