david lynch understood on a fundamental level how abusive and exploitative the world is to those with the least power, particularly women and children. he created an entire lifetime's worth of cinematically and narratively groundbreaking work trying to grapple with that hostility and abuse, trying to reconcile the evil that exists in the hearts of everyday men with the goodness he saw there as well. he made survivors of unspeakable trauma feel seen and known in a way that few artists ever have and ever will, and never once shied away from the truth he knew and believed: that we are all innocent, that what has been done to you is not who you are, and even in times of abject despair, there are people who love you, who will not forget you or stop trying to save or defend or avenge you. i don't want that to go without notice. many people are mourning him for different reasons, and i agree, he was one of the greatest and most imaginative artists to ever be given free reign to paint on a cinematic canvas. but first and foremost, david lynch was an artist of enormous empathy, and i think those of us who saw ourselves in his work because of the empathy it afforded us are grieving particularly hard today.
his memory will always be a blessing.
Swans - children of god Era
7 years ago today: May 13th 2018 paper collage „Ich suche immer nur zweierlei Orte auf – die, an denen man sich traf, und die, an denen man sich möglichst nicht wieder begegnet“ („I always return only to two kinds of places – the ones where we met, and the ones where we hopefully won’t meet again“). The second of the „Montréal Tetralogie“, and its title more true than ever.
The way I see it, Art has two functions: escapism and confrontation. It serves as both a sanctuary and a mirror. Through escapism, Art creates landscapes where burdens dissolve, where the ordinary is transformed into the extraordinary. It reminds us of the boundless beauty that is preserved in the world and the immense potential that we harbor. It paints a picture of what could be.
But Art also confronts. It grips us by the shoulders, demanding that we open our eyes to the raw, unadorned reality of existence. It challenges the lies we tell ourselves and the illusions we construct, and forces us to reckon with the depths of our humanity. In confrontation, Art becomes the wound that refuses to heal until we take care of it. With its blood and pus, Art paints a picture of what is.
Though it might seem so, these functions are not opposites — they are intertwined; a good piece of art achieves not just a balance but a fusion, where escapism and confrontation become two edges of the same sword. This dual-edged nature is what gives Art its power. The escapist edge whispers of what the world should be; the confrontational edge reveals what the world truly is.
A sword with one dull edge is incomplete, blunt and purposeless, and, certainly, a useless weapon against any enemy, leaving its wielder defenseless and vulnerable in the face of danger. In the same way, Art that leans too heavily on either escapism or confrontation becomes unbalanced. Pure escapism is shallow and hollow; it risks becoming an empty distraction. Pure confrontation, on the other hand, risks alienating and overwhelming the audience without offering hope.
ph. Danko Maksimovic - Munich, Germany (2021)
Film: Kodak Ultramax 400
„Es war einmal ein Kind, das hatte alles Spielzeug dieser Welt. Es spielte mit diesem, bis es zerbrach, doch das kümmerte das Kind nicht, denn es hatte ja so viel davon. Eines Tages war das Kind krank und klagte dem Spielzeug sein Leid. Da sprach das Spielzeug: es kümmerte dich nicht, als ich zerbrach, was kümmert mich dein Leid?“ („Once upon a time there was a child who had all the toys in the world. It played with them until they broke, but the child didn't care because it had so many of them. One day the child was ill and complained to the toy. There the toy said: You didn't care when I broke, what do I care about your suffering?“)
March 9th 2025 paper collage, ca. 11.5 x 11.5 cm.
LDN 1471: A Windblown Star Cavity
We only see one side of the cavity, and the other is hidden by dark dust. The shape comes from the expanding stellar winds, the bright streaks on either side are Herbig-Haro objects formed as the star’s outflow collides with space dust.
This image was captured by NASA & ESA’s Hubble Space Telescope, following an original discovery by Spitzer, on November 17th, 2024.
Two women conduct marksmanship training at Roosevelt High School, Los Angeles, 1942.