We’re crazy about Tracey Emin so we were very excited to see the latest exhibition at Mason’s Yard. We love Emin’s outspoken ferocity including the listing of all the people she slept with in a tent, or for example the sending of urgent messages such as “My Cunt is Wet with Fear” or “People Like You Need To Fuck People Like Me” or “Fantastic To Feel Beautiful Again.”

It is clear that all of Emin’s work is a result of some trauma, some terrible stifling of her voice, or shock to her system.  It is essential for her to communicate her dilemma as being hers alone. This gives the most awkward pieces an obsessive edge.  She is fearless, almost joyful at times, in her dark relief at the freedom she has won to get it all into the open.

We like this particular piece but her works are so in demand we were third on the wait list. This maybe a sign that the art market is getting better for quality stuff.