“Strolling on the plateau of life, desperate for the mountain, I never thought that I would get this far. It’s only art that has carried me through, given me faith in my own existence. But now I am approaching a point in my life where I desire more…
Over the last few years I have externalised everything, kind of turned myself inside-out. I know that nothing is cut and dried, but I do see two ways to go: either self-preservation, grace and self-respect; or a drunken, decadent orgy of creative lust, pushing myself to the wildest extremes, as far as a person can go without fear. And I don’t know which path I will take.”
— Strangeland (2005) by Tracey Emin
Treacle Heart 