Francis Bacon – Self portrait series

In this feinin, I found myself unable to gauge the artist from the impersonator. In the overlapping I could see despair, a troubled spirit that was lost, static but salivating with an appetite for youth. This was an artist whose intention left me wondering as I could only see myself on a face mapped so seamless. Age, angered, but also knowing, love, heartbreak,fantasy, skimming at the shore, scrubbing the floors, writing forever, what I had, what I gave, nasty, sick, solitude in my heart, forgiveness to him, boyfriend, hate no more.

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