Tracey Emin: Every Part of Me’s Bleeding
No Tracey Emin show is complete without some reference to the goings-on in her bed, and for her debut American solo show, she’s included a sculpture representation of that storied piece of furniture. But this one, true to its title, is primarily concerned with the spilling of Emin’s blood – a bathtub filled with gin in reference to a botched abortion, an installation involving a welter of used tampons and such like. Emin’s work represents a brazenly frank exploration of her sexuality and the social codes that frame it, which will go down a treat in a city obsessed with tell-all memoirs.
