"One day - a kind of warm summer day - my mum - was running down the hill - screaming - my baby - my baby - what's wrong with my baby - I was hung across her arms - my stomach - was about to explode I had on my pink and white striped nightie I felt my eyes rolling - and my head was gone - Paul was riding down the hill on his chopper bike. I remember the yellow - He was calling don't worry sis Sis don't worry - I'll get him for you I'll get him - In the hospital I had to shit into a toilet that had no chain - there was a hole in the bottom - that collected by shit - they put it into a little tub - the police woman was talking to me - but I kept kind of sleeping.
"Aunty Joyce was there - she was saying have you been naughty - mucking around - playing strange games - I don't know - what strange games were - to me it was all real - I just lay there -my blood slowly moving around my body was I really all alive had not part of me died - my world existed outside of me - How could I explain this- to ascend - and keep ascending - Dear God I thought - every part of me is bleeding.
"I believe she is right - I've decided that this chair is my inheritance - an inheritance to my future. I have decorated the chair with patchwork, embroidery and applique. It tells the story of my life. I've written a book called 'Exploration of the Soul' which is about me - my beginning - from the moment of conception to the time I lost my virginity: age 0 - 13.
"I will travel across America by road from San Francisco to New York with the chair and copies of my book. I will be giving one-night performances reading my book in galleries and other venues." -Tracey Emin
Tracey Emin's reading is from her autobiographical book, "Exploration of the Soul." She is traveling with a chair that she embroiders as she travels.
“There’s a lot of money in chairs.”
I believe that she is right—I’ve decided that this chair is my inheritance—an inheritance to my future. I have decorated the chair with patchwork, embroidery and appliqué. It tells the story of my life. I’ve written a book called Exploration of the Soul which is about me—my beginning—from the moment of conception to the time I lost my virginity: 0-13.
I will travel across America by car to San Francisco from New York with the chair and copies of my book. I will be giving one-night performances reading my book in galleries and other venues.
A few years ago my Nan gave me a small green bucket-shaped arm chair. It’s not that special to look at, in fact, it’s a bit shabby. My Nan is ninety-three now and the chair is nearly as old as she is—when she gave me the chair she told me: Tracy Emin was born in 1963, in London. She has studied at Maidstone College of Art and the Royal College of Art, London. Emin is a multi-media artist who gathers inspiration for her artwork from her own life events: whether they are failures, humilitaions, hopes, or successes. Her artwork includes her sexually provocative attitude from the tradition of feminist discourse.