In La Monda Magazine we get hypnotized by slot machines, peepshow bars and fair rides; doctors have already said that if we follow on this path we’d end up in a seizure, but we don’t care.
Taking into account this attraction to all flashy, how could we not take a moment at Tracey Emin‘s work? Firework artist of all, the enfant terrible of contemporary Art has make it possible, along with Dan Flavin and Bruce Naumann, for neon lights to be found inside the pure and boring museum architecture. Her series of intimate and cheesy neon sentences drew our attention towards this artist that nearly won the Turner Price with her piece “The Bed”, in which she would show her own unmade bed surrounded by condoms, used towels and all sorts of rubbish. Emin got to the spotlight in a BBC interview, where she appeared high on Diazepam and in a “I don’t want to go back home to my mum’s” loop. That’s making a statement, and the rest is just nonsense. Tracey, girl, you rock!
- Tracey Emin
- Sergi Casero
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