Still filthy, still repulsive, and still one of the most moving works of contemporary art, Tracey Emin’s My Bed, 1998 gave us a delicious glimpse into the lifestyle of a despairing 35-year old artist. The crumpled bed sheets still seemingly ooze with her bodily secretions, the blood stain from her period clearly visible to all onlookers. When it was shortlisted for the Turner Prize in 1999 (shockingly it didn’t win), the work provoked such a media frenzy that the Tate’s visitor numbers were at an all-time record high.