For me there is no art without melancholy. Or perhaps more importantly, there is no life without melancholy. I don’t fear my own melancholy. I seek it. I seek it in myself. I seek it in my surroundings.
See “Melancholy as an Aesthetic Emotion” here
For me there is no art without melancholy. Or perhaps more importantly, there is no life without melancholy. I don’t fear my own melancholy. I seek it. I seek it in myself. I seek it in my surroundings.
See “Melancholy as an Aesthetic Emotion” here