For this double work I’ve included a story (fictional) I wrote in 2016.
"I once signed a Francis Bacon book, sold it for $3000 and this is how I did it. One sunny, cold day I called the 'rare' bookshop in lower Manhattan, informing them, in my best English accent, that I possessed the book. Despite the desire of the sales associate, to expedite presenting the book to his boss, I stated that I was flying abroad for business at 5pm. Leaving my details, I ended the conversation quickly, without a definitive outcome. Six days later in my bedroom, I created the correct environment for the next step. A second cup of coffee combined with an orchestral movie soundtrack from the 90s allows me to achieve a lot of things and in this case to look at my closet in the right way. For me the right way contains an abundance of coincidence that solidifies meaning. Fine knitted, black, roll neck, jumpers have been the choice of intellectuals for decades and it just so happened to be the current fashion trend. By wearing the neck high it creates a stark, angular contrast between my white jaw and the matte, black, wool presenting a look of how I want to be seen. My jeans must fit the waist without the aid of a belt, have no break and are best worn without underwear. They are a uniform pale blue tone which denies judgement on their price. A second hand, houndstooth, two button, jacket and wide brimmed Locke hat emphasised, whilst my only luxury, a fortuitously owned, pair of bespoke, black, wing tips, with the most elegantly pointed toe and heel clickers completed my look. The very next day, visiting the shop, without Bacon but with a 1920s Oxford dictionary in my hand, I met the owner and organised a meeting the following week. There are times when I don't seize the initiative through the process of overthinking but this wasn't one of those instances. Racing home, buying a breakfast sandwich on the way, still wearing my outfit, I dug up the book my father gave me for my sweet 16. Graphite is the best material as it doesn't show it's age, can be easily manipulated and presents an apparent immediacy belying a preordained action. The erasability of the medium makes it seem more concrete. I've never encountered anyone who can duplicate their own signature, so in order for one to attempt another's, a composite must be made and the best way to do this is to use google image search. Coincidentally the same action one uses to authenticate. The 'F' is a constant quick, upward, vertical line; even quicker, top then bottom, right to left, horizontal strokes. A lazy, large, unconnected curve to start 'R', then quick smaller connected 'A' and 'N'. The 'C' is isolated and a very neat, tailing off 'IS'. The 'B' I created myself. Completely different, my own; more like a finger, then a nose. The next 'A' 'C' connects ever so slightly, 'ON' routinely finished. Perhaps the most difficult part is the underline. Not straight, not hugging the name but pretentiously definitive. It's best to practice 6times then not to look at yourself for the real one. For the final act I arrived at the bookshop in my jogging gear and the book in a Bergdorff Goodman bag that I found on the street. The story presented with the book involved one delinquent grandmother, a now dead alcoholic father, the Coach and Horses in Soho, my finger prints in cheap acrylic paint and a signature. 'Is cash ok?'."
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