David Lynch did not just create stories; he conjured enigmas that linger. Stewart Hogan eloquently recalls Lynch’s world, from Eraserhead’s eerie monochrome to the cryptic allure of Twin Peaks. Lynch’s art was not about comfort but about provoking thought and embracing the strange. Now, as his curtain falls, we are left wondering: were we meant to understand, or was his brilliance in ... https://www.calameo.com/books/007856547700444c60f1b