Francis Bacon at the Met
Despite feeling some need to create paintings, I’m not much of an art person. I’m not much for movements, education, following the stories behind pieces, marveling at hidden significances, or even remembering artists’ names… except for a couple artists who I’ve strongly connected to for often random or bizarre reasons.
Francis Bacon is one of those artists. His early surviving work is truly an amazing expression of a young man with some serious issues; issues that I, as a young man when I was first exposed to him, felt some empathy with.
So it was with a special sense of awe that I slowly made my way through the retrospective exhibition at the Metropolitan Museum of Art yesterday. Seeing those pieces “in the flesh” was one of the more inspirational moments I’ve had in a long time.
I really should remember to at least try to go see more art… and to turn that inspiration into actual done pieces.







