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Ten Things About Tracey Emin

1. Tracey Emin might not be the kind of artist your granny would like. Her autobiographical style of work is all about exposing the kind of things about herself that most people would be too ashamed to reveal.

2. Her confessional subjects include abortions, rape, self-neglect and promiscuity, sometimes expressed with the help of gloriously old-fashioned looking, hand-sewn applique letters. Her dad quite likes the sewing, because it reminds him of his own mum.

3. One of her installations, called Everyone I Have Ever Slept with 1963-1995 is a tent, into and onto which she has sewn all these people's names.

4. Some see poetry in the titles of her work. They include: You Forgot to Kiss My Soul; Every Part of Me Is Bleeding; My Cunt is Wet With Fear; and I Need Art Like I Need God. There is no Still Life With Bowl of Apples, as far as we know.

5. Emin has been accused of cynically exploiting the public's darkest levels of voyeurism.

6. But her honesty can be disarming. She once told Observer interviewer Lynn Barber that the first thing she did when she started making money was to buy medical insurance, because: "I'm sickly and I get run down and I have very bad herpes, and I like knowing that the doctor's there."

7. Emin's first move into the public eye was opening a shop in London's Bethnal Green called, er, The Shop, with fellow artist Sarah Lucas. Emin's stock included letters she'd written and ashtrays with pictures of Damien Hurst's face stuck to the bottom of them.

8. Emin was the inspiration - if that's the right word - for a latter day art movement called Stuckism, which is devoted to advancing the cause of painting as the most vital means of addressing contemporary issues. The movement was founded by her ex-boyfriend Billy Childish, to whom she had once said: "Your paintings are stuck, you are stuck! Stuck! Stuck! Stuck!"

9. White Cube curator Jay Jopling spotted her in 1994 and the big time called. She came to wider public attention during a live Channel 4 Turner Prize debate in 1997. A very inebriated Emin mumbled incoherently that "no real people" would be watching and that she wanted to go be with her mum and friends.

10. Two years later, "Mad Tracey from Margate" (her words) was shortlisted for the Turner Prize for an installation entitled My Bed, a testimony to her self-neglect and over-indulgence. She didn't win, but Charles Saatchi paid £150,000 for it.