Next out of the bubble-wrap is a strikingly erotic nude of a Japanese woman reclining in some sort of courtyard; then a strange sub-Mondrian effort I don’t really give a shit about, but which is perfectly acceptable chin-scratching art; and finally I’m confronted with a seven-foot canvas wrapped in opaque brown paper around the plastic, which was apparently something Bekele painted as part of a challenge to the Khartoum School which is labelled in big black felt-tip letters over the packing tape with the single word GNOMON .