40 minute Revolution was conceived of as a response and proposal to many of the artists who claim their work is 'political'. for SPART the main problem with Performance art is that for the most part it still exists on a representational Platform. From a SPART perspective there is no representational Action that can be truly revolutionary. Therefore we make work that encourages free interaction between all present. representation is used only as a tool to insight those presence into interaction. The more this has evloved the more we have found that we no longer talk about making performance, but rather we make interactions.

What Happens in the '40 minute revolution'
40 minute Revolution was conceived of as a response and proposal to many of the artists who claim their work is 'political'. For SPART the main problem with Performance art is that for the most part it still exists on a representational Platform. From a SPART perspective there is no representational Action that can be truly revolutionary. Therefore we make work that encourages free interaction between all present. Representation is used only as a tool to insight those presence into interaction. The more this has evolved the more we have found that we no longer talk about making performance, but rather we make interactions.
What Happens in the '40 minute revolution'
Justin McKeown walks into the room, which is already full of the materials. He says hello to everyone present and offers them something to drink. He is accompanied by a translator, who he has a bit of a joke with the audience with. Justin explains his ideas on the relationship between art, politics, revolution and everyday life. He informs all present that He believes it is impossible for most people to be truly revolutionary in their daily lives. Therefore he has invented the '40 minute revolution' as a means of allowing the average person to fit in some revolutionary activity into their daily routine. Justin explains that the '40 minute revolution is to the art gallery what the gym is to fitness. Just then explains that as a collective we are about to attempt to make a '40 minute revolution'
Justin explains that for a '40 minute revolution' we need music. The music must be aggressive but lacking in any real substance or intelligence. For this reason 1980's American rock music is best. Justin also explains that before we have music we must as revolutionaries wear a mask. He then gives everyone in the audience a supermarket bag with eyeholes cut in it and invites them to put it on. Justin then yells MUSIC!! And we hear 'twisted sisters' 1980's anthem 'we're not gonna take it'. Just suddenly brandishes two large placards on reading 'END ALL MISERY NOW' and the other stating 'MAKE SPART'. After strutting round with them he hands them to some of the people present and begins making other placards. People quickly realise what’s going on a rush forward eager to make their own placards. The place descends into pandemonium coated in bad 1980's cock-rock music.
As the room fills up with placards wielded by anonymous 'bag heads' everyone is dancing and laughing and beating each other up in a pseudo-revolutionary manner. Suddenly Justin Climbs up on the table and through a microphone informs everyone that one of the most important things about being revolutionary is being seen to be revolutionary. He then asks everyone to group together and the back of the room for a group revolutionary photograph. He goes and joins everyone and everyone calms down to await the flash. FLASH, and that the image taken.
'FOR THIS TO BE A REVOLUTION WE NEED A SACRIFICE' yells Justin into a microphone as he throws a box of rotten tomatoes across the floor toward the crowd still grouped together where the group photograph had been taken seconds before. Everyone reaches into the box for a tomato. Justin asks everyone for their signs which he positions against the wall at one end of them room. Justin stands in front of the signs, he is now standing at the opposite end of the room from everyone else. He takes the bag on his head and turns in backwards so that he cannot see out of it. In his hand is a large placard that reads 'LONG LIVE ME' his translator, now explains to the audience that on the count of three they must throw the tomatoes and Justin. It begins 'one, two, THREE!' Tomatoes rain on Justin as he falls to the floor under their impact. The revolution is over.
Thank god for that!