The work of Tracey Emin has long been a target of my ire. Nigh on everything she does is utter bullshit. The thing is, everyone in the UK knows this so why does she still get talked about, is allowed to be exhibited and gets commissioned for future work? Perhaps it’s because she is the only person left in Britain who can dick about making art while the rest of us bust a gut trying to negate continued government ineptitude. Anyway, back on topic here’s three examples of her work:
Yup. Proper shit. She likes her vag, we get it Tracey, you like your vag. It’s the kind of art that is perfect for Shit Art For Rich People. Everything she has ever done is universally awful and there is nothing redeeming in any of her works. It’s hard to even call it art; her technique is shocking, her installations are mundane and an eleven year old could best her.
So quite why she was allowed to create a portrait for the Queen will probably never be known. Here it is below, titled HRH Royal Britania:

Amazing. Will probably sell for tens of thousands. How is that even fair? I could shit out a better picture, fuck.


