The parallels between museums and places of worship have
often been drawn and the deference with which art is treated can be remarkable
(of course, this goes some way to explain its tumultuous history).
In any case, the clear resonance of such comparatives cut
through the hushed silence of the ritual-makers when I visited the exhibition
of Francis Bacon’s studio at Hugh Lane Gallery in Dublin recently.
In 1998 the entirety of Francis Bacon’s chaotic studio was
immaculately relocated from London to Dublin. So if you potter past the
pastelled, sea-whisked impressionist studies and side rooms of Constable
‘sketches’, into the last rooms of the Hugh Lange gallery, this is what awaits
you:
A real mess.
Archaeologists, conservators and curators noted down the
location of dust particles, paintbrushes, photos and well-leaved books in the
studio – some 7,000 items – and tagged and labelled away in order to re-create
the exact clutter around which the artist breathed, moved and painted.
In the first room of the exhibition there is an amusing
video interview of Bacon from a South Bank show in 1985 playing on a huge
screen which you can see from t.13.50 here: http://www.ubu.com/film/bacon.html.
In the video, Bacon implies that his mess was fundamental to his
creative process. Primed with this insight, the suggestion that the configuration for inspiration lies ahead, the visitor makes the full circuit around the walls
that encase the room, we peer through the selective glass panels, intrigued. And the thought cannot escape
you: his studio is being visited like a religious shrine and its contents have been preserved and are now treated like religious relics.
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