I was quite lost in art school and struggled to fit in amoungst the eclectic group of talent I ran into. So many were better talkers than artists and a few were natural artists who didn't talk much. I never felt like I was either. It was strange to be asked what it was I had to say. I don't know that I ever fully embraced the opportunity.
I surely have much more to say now.
But in the maze of fakers and fantasy makers I found a friend. Yes, he was dead so presumedly we didn't talk much and yet he spoke to me louder than anyone in four years. He was as they say "bold, austere, graphic and emotionally raw." He seemed innately dark but he was so damned real to me. His name was Francis Bacon. And although I never shared his talent I did appreciate it. More so I admired his truth. He once said that his career was delayed because he had spent too long looking for a subject that would sustain his interest. My study in Photography and capturing movement helped me to relate to his mastery as did my insecure connection to anything of substance.
Francis-Bacon’s-“Three-Studies-for-Self-Portrait”-1976
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So in my venture to find the newest cool thing I could long for: Exhibit A
POSTED IN: MEN'S HIGH FASHION
I stumbled upon a reference to a designer with a great talent, and a brilliant set of photographs on his website that smartly display his work and weave in the imagery of a master of inspiration.
http://www.rafsimons.com/
And I sleep happy tonight, and I don't know why....I guess I was just reminded of a friend I forgot I had.
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