Across the clinical white walls of the gallery, Emin scribbled a maudlin love note in pink neon tubes that looked like extracts from her tangled intestines: "Oh Christ I just wanted You/ to Fuck me/ ...
Jeff Friedman was expecting a delivery on a Monday morning in August when a man sauntered into his Tribeca showroom holding three delicate glass tubes bent in the shape of letters. Friedman asked for ...
Some results have been hidden because they may be inaccessible to you
Show inaccessible results