At the moment I'm reading a book we've wrote about in a previous post, Strangeland by Tracey Emin. It's a very interesting book written by a very intriguing woman.
Tracey may best be known by her tent with names of everyone she's ever slept with from 1963-1995. It was shown at Charles Saatchi's Sensation exhibition in 1997. And in 1999, she made an installation, consisting of her own unmade, filthy bed with used condoms and blood-stained underwear.
She's a fascinating artist who dares to break boundaries. Her work seems simple yet confusing. She's genuine.