I saw this at the weekend. I was dazed for the rest of the day, can’t stop thinking about her raw visceral bravery. I wasn’t the only woman crying.
The image of Tracey dancing in her flat, triumphantly, is the one I’m holding in my heart.
It’s an amazing exhibition, go, if you can.
https://artscouncilcollection.org.uk/artwork/why-i-never-became-dancer