The Friday blog of Francis Bacon, pushed me in the direction of one of my favorite Picasso paintings, the twisted and exaggerated movements of the battle between man and beast...the congested space in the front of the picture plane...color is writing boundaries between forms...the movement of the flowing legs, cape and body...The back of the stadium moving the space out and far...the intensity and action of the fight...the horse form, the lightest value in the foreground, straining in pain, the animals and figure interact in a brutal way...each led in their own direction, playing their own role...moved forward by the mob, cultural influences...they are lost in a moment that cannot be undone.
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