I am a great admirer of Tracey Emin. Her art is brimful of substance and rather unstylist; it has a gritty, spirited nature. The only comparison that seems to do it justice is the following: It is similar to the misshapen objects ( I distinctly remember making my mother an ashtray) that a child would make for a parent in primary school but it is all the more special in its uniqueness.
Here's an interview; Emin always provides interesting food for thought.
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