Tracey Emin
Leading contemporary British artist, and one of the Young British Artists.
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When I think about sex it makes me realise how alone I feel.
I often think that I don’t really know anything, and then, when I think about my work, and my sewing, and about my blankets, I know what I’m doing: I can cut out a sentence in felt in five minutes; it would take most people that amount of time just to cut out one letter.
I want to be with my friends. I'm drunk. I want to phone my mum. She's going to be embarrassed by this conversation. I don't care. I don't give a fuck about it.
When it comes to words I have a uniqueness that I find almost impossible in art – and it's my words that actually make my art quite unique.
If you’ve made seminal work, you never know when the next one is coming or where it’s coming from. Most artists never make a seminal piece of art in their lives, and if you’ve made two, which I have, then I’ve done all right.
I couldn't have sex with someone who didn't think was a good artist.
Your paintings are stuck, you are stuck! Stuck! Stuck! Stuck!
There is no comparison between him and me; he developed a whole new way of making art and he's clearly in a league of his own. It would be like making comparisons with Warhol.
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