Back in the 1980s, Tracey Emin began her career as an enfant terrible of the Young British Art Movement, and she has proved herself resilient. Born in the south London town of Croydon and raised in Margate, Emin endured sexual violence as a young girl. Instead of repressing the trauma, she used art to face it. Her breakthrough arrived in 1999, with the installation My Bed. A response to a broken relationship, it was an intimate and filthy mix of soiled sheets, condoms, empty vodka bottles, and a pair of pantyhose. Whatever life throws at Emin—most recently, she courageously faced extensive cancer surgery—art remains a sustaining practice. “With or without anger, with or without sadness or depression, I have always been an artist,” Emin has said. “That’s the constant.” This exhibition at the Louisiana Museum examines how Emin’s work, over the course of 40 years, has used the female figure as a means of healing. —Maggie Turner