Tracey Emin “Today my studio is calling me. The paintings are all really happy and the paint wants to be used. It’s all spangly and exciting. There’s almost nothing that I hate, or nothing that depresses me. This is a state of mind that is created by what I make, not the other way around. To know that I will be spending the rest of my life being controlled by my own creative output is exhausting. It’s not a job, and if it were a job I would just do it, I would just get up and do it.”
[excerpt from ‘My Life in a Column’ by Tracey Emin]
Outside Myself [Monument Valley] 1994
There are days when writing feels like this, when the words flow and I’ve written 2000 words and drunk no cups of tea apart from the first one I carried upstairs with me after breakfast. Oh that every day were like this, when I finish in the evening with an ache in my shoulders, a good ache that won’t turn into a crippling headache, a good ache that will succumb to a bath scented with Aromatherapy Associates De-Stress bath oil.
If you agree with Tracey Emin, perhaps you will agree with:-
Michèle Forbes – on women’s revenge
Frederick Forsyth – all authors are only half in the room
Matt Haig – Let’s not patronise books – they are not endangered baby pandas. Let’s allow for honest reviewing.
‘My Life in a Column’ by Tracey Emin [UK: Rizzoli]
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