Pipilotti Rist's show at the Hayward. Stare at a crystal ball nestled in the folds of a handbag, listen to a shell tell you about her answering machine, try not to tread on the angry fairy trapped in the floor. Dapple in the sunlight projected in the loo. Look for videos in the leaves of lettuce, stare up at three hundred pairs of pants reaching out accross the sky. GO AND PLAY.