Born as Maurice Pepper in 1944 to a working class family in the West End, Margaret lived the white picket-fence life (well, her fence was more "brown and somewhat in need of repair, which it still is") as a husband and father of five. In 2002, she transitioned slowly into the second, more fitting life she now inhabits as a woman. Margaret’s transgendered experience fuels most of her Soho-centered artwork, which she uses as a medium to tackle the complexities of sexuality, orientation, and identity.

A tea lover and perennial jovial spirit, Margaret shares with us why Turner is her favourite artist and who’s on her bedside table.

Cocktail Confessions

A fictional character you'd like to have dinner with?
An alien from the outer galaxies, or failing that the first artist from a cave, but he or she was not fictional; we will never know his identity.

The cocktail that best personifies you?
Not applicable since I am tea total! Mind you I quite like passion drink chilled!

The artist who arouses, inspires, and tingles you?
Turner, who I feel some affinity with as he was actually a working class hero, who felt slighted by the 1790's art establishment.  From what I can gather he was rather short, talked with a pronounced Cockney accent and did not enjoy public speaking.  If he was alive today, he would laugh at modern art. Can you imagine what his website would be like!

The song that takes you back?
Buddy Holly’s “It Doesn't Matter Any More”, released early in 1959 at the same time he was killed in a plane crash.

Morning Ritual?
My favourite TV programme is Jeremy Kyle in the mornings, which I never miss! 

The book on your bedside table right now?
Off hand, probably Agatha Christie, but at the moment I have book about the life of Peggy Guggenheim modern art enthusiast, a pillar of the art establishment from 1920-60's.