Clivex - I'm happy with a pretty wide range of art. I like Cy Twombley, Alexander Calder's mobiles, although Mark Rothko's huge red blurry squares always looked like a bit of a put-on to me, and Elizabeth Frink's unprepossessing, expressionless horses leave me cold. Since I was a kid I've liked Cubism, Dadaism, Surrealism, Expressionism - most isms, in fact - and mixed media. Unfortunately, Senor Dali has been fashionably denigrated because of his self-promotion, but his brushwork is exquisite, his palette of sandstone and sky colours quite extraordinary. I like him hugely, and the ironic humour of Kandinsky. As long as what's done is done well, is thought-provoking or amusing, I don't mind what label it's under.
My remark about spatial reality was a little joke, a jibe at the pompous balloons who strut about the galleries, spouting gibberish. ("In the room, the women come and go, talking of Michaelangelo", etc.)