The paintÂings of FranÂcis Bacon conÂtinÂue to trouÂble their viewÂers, not least those viewÂers who try to slot his work into a parÂticÂuÂlar genre or moveÂment. Bacon rose to promiÂnence paintÂing the human body, hardÂly an uncomÂmon subÂject, but he did so in the midÂdle of the twenÂtiÂeth cenÂtuÂry, just when abstracÂtion had achieved near-comÂplete domÂiÂnaÂtion of WestÂern art. Though his work may not have been delibÂerÂateÂly fashÂionÂable, it wasÂn’t straightÂforÂwardÂly realÂisÂtic either. Even as they incorÂpoÂratÂed humanÂiÂty, his artisÂtic visions twistÂed it out of shape, often in comÂpliÂcatÂedÂly grotesque or bloody ways. What could have inspired such endurÂingÂly nightÂmarÂish work?
That quesÂtion underÂlies FranÂcis Bacon: A Brush with VioÂlence, the 2017 BBC Two docÂuÂmenÂtary above. Some answers are to be found in the painter’s life, whose fragÂile and asthÂmatÂic earÂly years were shadÂowed by the forÂmiÂdaÂble presÂence of the elder Bacon, a Boer War vetÂerÂan and raceÂhorse trainÂer. As Bacon’s friend and dealÂer Lord Gowrie says, “His father got his staÂble boys to whip him, and I think that startÂed one or two things off.” Like many studÂies, the film draws conÂnecÂtions between Bacon’s harÂrowÂing artÂworks and his even more harÂrowÂing sex life, conÂductÂed in shadÂowy underÂworlds at great — and to him, seemÂingÂly thrilling — risk of physÂiÂcal harm.
Bacon proÂceedÂed down his long life’s every avenue in the same delibÂerÂateÂly reckÂless manÂner. As with men, monÂey, and drink, so with art: he would gamÂble everyÂthing, as anothÂer interÂvieÂwee puts it, on the next brushÂstroke. His impulÂsive creÂation often preÂcedÂed equalÂly impulÂsive destrucÂtion, as eviÂdenced by one assisÂtanÂt’s memÂoÂries of folÂlowÂing the artist’s orders to destroy a great many paintÂings that would now comÂmand seriÂous prices at aucÂtion. When Bacon realÂized what he needÂed to paint — a process that began with a youthÂful trip to Paris, where he first encounÂtered the work of Pablo PicasÂso — he knew he could accept nothÂing else.
Those paintÂings attract ever more intense critÂiÂcal scrutiÂny, an enterÂprise that has recentÂly proÂduced FranÂcis Bacon: A TaintÂed TalÂent, the four-part docÂuÂmenÂtary series just above from Youtube chanÂnel Blind Dweller (recentÂly feaÂtured here on Open CulÂture for a video essay on Jean-Michel Basquiat). Almost wholÂly untrained in the clasÂsiÂcal sense, Bacon develÂoped not just a disÂtincÂtive set of techÂniques for makÂing visÂiÂble his tanÂtaÂlizÂingÂly appalling inner world, but also kept refinÂing those techÂniques to make his work ever less outÂwardÂly shockÂing yet ever more affectÂing on subÂtler levÂels. In his lifeÂtime, this made him the highÂest-paid artist in the world; more than thirÂty years after his death, he remains a moveÂment of one.
RelatÂed conÂtent:
FranÂcis Bacon on the South Bank Show: A SinÂguÂlar ProÂfile of the SinÂguÂlar Painter
William BurÂroughs Meets FranÂcis Bacon: See NevÂer-BroadÂcast Footage (1982)
The RevÂoÂluÂtionÂary PaintÂings of Jean-Michel Basquiat: A Video Essay
Based in Seoul, ColÂin MarÂshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities, lanÂguage, and culÂture. His projects include the SubÂstack newsletÂter Books on Cities, the book The StateÂless City: a Walk through 21st-CenÂtuÂry Los AngeÂles and the video series The City in CinÂeÂma. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall, on FaceÂbook, or on InstaÂgram.
I attendÂed Dean Close School (1970–1975) but at that time none of us pupils knew that FranÂcis Bacon was an alumÂnus, even though he was alive at the time. Now, of course, the school has a theÂatre named after him. BetÂter latÂte than nevÂer, I supÂpose.
What the school doesÂn’t have, as far as I can tell, is anyÂthing named after their othÂer most famous alumÂnus, BriÂan Jones, foundÂing memÂber of the Rolling Stones. It is remarkÂable to me that the two most famous and sucÂcessÂful alumÂni were kept comÂpleteÂly secret from the stuÂdent body. BriÂan Jones was expelled from the school, and I think Bacon was too.