— Robert J. Sawyer, Calculating God (via highrapunzel)
Tracey Emin, My Bed, 1998
From the Saatchi Gallery:
A consummate storyteller, Tracey Emin engages the viewer with her candid exploration of universal emotions. Well-known for her confessional art, Tracey Emin reveals intimate details from her life to engage the viewer with her expressions of universal emotions. Her ability to integrate her work and personal life enables Emin to establish an intimacy with the viewer.
Tracey shows us her own bed, in all its embarrassing glory. Empty booze bottles, fag butts, stained sheets, worn panties: the bloody aftermath of a nervous breakdown. By presenting her bed as art, Tracey Emin shares her most personal space, revealing she’s as insecure and imperfect as the rest of the world.
if i lived in this hotel room id never sleep because the view is so amazing
When white people click anon:
When white people forget to click anon:
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