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Oct. 10th, 2008 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blahflowersI really wanted to like the Turner Prize nominees work, as you might expect, it causes me considerable pain to find myself agreeing with the Daily Mail about anything. But it really is shit this year. Soulless, po-faced, joyless pieces that say nothing about life. I just wish there was some way they could all lose.
The Francis Bacon exhibition was a little better. The problem was that a short while into his career he apparently discovered his style and then went on in the same vein for some forty years not doing anything to innovate his style or try anything different. I felt like dirty fingers were running along my spine as I looked at his portraits of the Pope and his triptychs to his dead boyfriend were moving, but perhaps a big exhibition for Bacon isn't a great idea when it just emphasises that he essentially did the same thing again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and...
The Francis Bacon exhibition was a little better. The problem was that a short while into his career he apparently discovered his style and then went on in the same vein for some forty years not doing anything to innovate his style or try anything different. I felt like dirty fingers were running along my spine as I looked at his portraits of the Pope and his triptychs to his dead boyfriend were moving, but perhaps a big exhibition for Bacon isn't a great idea when it just emphasises that he essentially did the same thing again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and...