Tracy Emin's Bed mysteriously appears in Walthamstow

Tracy Emin's bed popped up in Walthamstow today. . . .

You might be surprised to know that this isn't a genuine  Emin... It was me this morning doing a casual bit of guerrilla sculpture on the streets. Bringing contemporary art to the people. Not that anyone in Walthamstow will be able to tell. To the untrained eye it looks like a heap of shit but to the art observer this is clearly a take on the tuner prize winners greatest achievement. 
'My Bed' comes complete with old job center vacancies  beer cans, foil wraps, soiled underwear, cracked eggs,  Pall Mall, old food, savers tissues and general rubbish. 
 I left the scene of someone else's crime but I couldn't stop thinking about the bed potential so a few hours later I went back.  I see millions of rubbish on the streets, apart from I don't see rubbish- I see amazing potential!  
To be honest, i'm a bit embarrassed sifting through remnants on the street, but today I didn't care and Tracys Bed was too good an oppertunity to pass up. Guerrilla sculpture is the way forward. Especially when my studio is full. It's nice to give something back to the community don't you think? 

 "Candid exploration of universal emotions, exposing intimate details to engage the viewer...." apart from everyone just walks past it. Maybe I could forage some white walls, give it some street cred.

My Bed: Tracy Emin
A consummate storyteller, Tracey Emin engages the viewer with her candid exploration of universal emotions. Well-known for her confessional art, Tracey Emin reveals intimate details from her life to engage the viewer with her expressions of universal emotions. Her ability to integrate her work and personal life enables Emin to establish an intimacy with the viewer.

"Tracey shows us her own bed, in all its embarrassing glory. Empty booze bottles, fag butts, stained sheets, worn panties: the bloody aftermath of a nervous breakdown. By presenting her bed as art, Tracey Emin shares her most personal space, revealing she’s as insecure and imperfect as the rest of the world."


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