WOULD YOU ASK A MALE ARTIST THE SAME QUESTION?

#traceyeminart #traceyemin #gülmemis #artormotherhood”

𝗚ü𝗟 𝗠𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗦 | 𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘚𝘠 𝘙𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘉𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘕 𝘉𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯-𝘉𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 on Instagram: “Tracey Emin’s radical honesty is exactly why I see her as a true icon of the art world. In this interview, she explains why her path was never about traditional nurturing, but about „nurturing events and things and art“. She makes it clear that her life and her creativity are one and the same, an invention that demands her total presence. Thank you @traceyeminstudio

And just one question for everyone who reads: would they ask a male artist the same question?

#traceyeminart #traceyemin #gülmemis #artormotherhood”

While getting angry at Tracey for saying these things “You know if I were a mother I would just be a mother or I would be dead.”

That’s exactly the sort of thing that pisses me off, so oldschool Dame, I feel mother shamed of being mother shaped I’m thinking what what does that even mean and how? How do I respond to that in my head and I think while I’m sending a reclaimed fridge door trying to reclaim art in motherhood or try to be inspired by motherhood I think to myself well you know in my heart, what I mean is, through my art I’m trying to embrace what I can’t really embrace when I’m a mom. When I’m my mom I feel I need to be constantly responsible for other smaller more vulnerable people. I need to keep myself together and be the one who doesn’t fall apart or give into chaos. That fuels my need to then embrace chaos when I’m doing my art so through those wrinkled lamps, through those dirty, smelly, with rotten food stains, discarded fridges, while sanding them, in the dirt in the mess in the stains, I embrace what I cannot embrace in my daily mother life. That said I could probably just do that scrubbing the toilets and bins at home. Would that be the same thing though? Does anything meaningful and beautiful come out of that, other than pristinely clean bin and toilet bowl? You don’t get a Turner Prize for that.