The idea of hosting Tracey Emin and William Blake in the same exhibition at Tate Liverpool seemed like a mental one to me. How can two artists, centuries apart, sit together in the same place? On a trip up home I had the chance to have a look and decide for myself.
It was a delight to see Emin’s My Bed in person for the first time. It’s a snapshot of a life in a moment, the detritus of life. But also of a very distinct time. There’s actual photos scattered about. There’s no wire charging cables snaking up on to the bedside table.… Read more