Director, painter, musician, meditation advocate and too many other things to name David Lynch has passed away today.
There is an old saying, I don't know its origin, it might have been Oscar Wilde, that art should disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed. As a deeply disturbed teenager I found great comfort in the works of Lynch, one of the few artists that managed to depict the world outside the way it so often felt to me. In works like Eraserhead, Twin Peaks or Inland Empire he created worlds where the normal, the absurd and the mysterious exist next to and within each other and in that way perhaps managed to depict life more realistically than almost anyone else.
Reading about his death and more so writing about it is a deeply painful experience for me. He was one of my personal heroes and his death is a monumental loss.
There is an old saying, I don't know its origin, it might have been Oscar Wilde, that art should disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed. As a deeply disturbed teenager I found great comfort in the works of Lynch, one of the few artists that managed to depict the world outside the way it so often felt to me. In works like Eraserhead, Twin Peaks or Inland Empire he created worlds where the normal, the absurd and the mysterious exist next to and within each other and in that way perhaps managed to depict life more realistically than almost anyone else.
Reading about his death and more so writing about it is a deeply painful experience for me. He was one of my personal heroes and his death is a monumental loss.
"It's OK. You dyin’, is all. I'll show you the light now. It burns bright forever. No more blue tomorrows. You on high now, love."
