Richard Dedomenici is on a mission. A few months ago, he found a wallet on a street in London and handed it in at the nearest police station. Noting that if the owner didn't collect the wallet within four weeks, he would be able to pick it up himself, he returned 28 days later and discovered that the wallet was still at the police station. However, as four weeks in police parlance means one month, he was told to return in three days. He did, by which time the wallet had mysteriously disappeared. Now he wants to know: did the owner get her wallet back?
To help the audience judge, Dedomenici offers up an hour-long history of his myriad run-ins with the police. It so happens that he's an artist, and has constructed an oddball career out of various law-baiting happenings: he has attempted to climb the walls of a prison, defaced posters illegally put up on London's streets, and walked through Chicago with a plastic bag over his head as a comment on the treatment of prisoners in Iraq. Each time, he tells us whether the police were helpful and obliging, or rude and unsympathetic.
Individually the stories are quite interesting, but the trouble lies in Dedomenici's delivery. For all that his art involves performing, he's no performer - sitting at his desk, reading from a script and scrolling through slides, he has a deadening effect on his own material.
It's especially hard to watch this show after Chris Dobrowolski's Landscape, Seascape, Skyscape, Escape, playing on Dr Roberts' Magic Bus. This, too, is a lecture about his own work delivered by an artist - but Dobrowolski fills his show with such wit and warmth that it speeds by, where Dedomenici's show drags.
· Until August 28. Box office: 0131-556 6550.
