Did you ever stop to think?

I bleeding love Tracey Emin’s neon work. There’s something glorious about the insouciance of this piece; the brutal honesty of it, the fluid warmth of the font, the way it’s bluntly directed at you from some voiceless person beyond your perception, and the near seedy rawness of the neon. Such an intoxicating and potent piece. 

(Source: arthistoryx, via arthistoryx)