Why We Love What Disturbs Us: The Paradox of Dark Aesthetics
A child keeps a moth in a glass jar, drawn to the fragile, fluttering thing even as its beating wings bruise against the glass. We peer at the fragile, the…
A child keeps a moth in a glass jar, drawn to the fragile, fluttering thing even as its beating wings bruise against the glass. We peer at the fragile, the…