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I'm Tracing Emin.

Mission:

I'll be both literally and metaphorically Trac(y/i)ng Emin.

Which means:

I'll be trying to look at a reflection of myself on her mirror, which I'm hoping, will be an exploration of my soul from an other perspective. I feel quite close to her, but then, she's got the balls and i've got only my temper.

As art is better(?) when shared, (like the beauty! ;), i'll try to share the most with her. I will Trace her images, Trace her footsteps, read, eat, drink, sleep with her. As we're different humans and persons, her habits don't really match with my body or my thinking but then taste amounts (or sometimes, it can be drinking large amounts of hard liquers), pull me strongly back to her head.

I'm afraid i liked to read her book, altho i think she's a crazy bitch.

I like her unbalanced behavior, it feels like swimming in the sea. Streams in opposing directions... her opposing to the general is usually not the expected. I feel her mirror is moving constantly and so, her rays of perspective, do not reflect always with the same angle. I usually follow different paths from hers (as our traumas are different), but i'm liking her stream. I feel "together, we float". Something i've always liked watching/feeling art, the artist is getting in my head by letting me in hers. As in every art, audience is an art by itself, i will try to be a perfect reflection. (Excusé moi?) I assume this is an invitation and start my search. Starting from the surface, i'll swim as deep as i can with her.

Notes: Her last name Emin means "sure" in Turkish. It's too recognizable. She's quite bold isnt, she? (she's got the balls, i'm kinda scared). She's a 1st person woman artist.

Until next post,

Ciao!