I don’t know how Bacon could have worked
within his hoarder’s hell of old paint brushes
and tins of turpentine, perhaps the stark
monochrome backgrounds of his canvases
could only exist in his painted world
and bland, corporate penthouse offices
where no artistic reveries unfurl,
despite the spot paintings and skyline views
of London streets where Foxtons minis trawl
for where the artsy types are moving to.
Aug 17, 2012 @ 23:33:54
Bacon gave the human form a taste of the grotesque.