Why are we obsessed with the PLACE in which something or someone happened?  “This is the exact location where…. blah blah blah.”  Even David Lynch, whose creativity knows no boundary, finds it necessary to paint where Picasso painted and lounge where Molière lounged.  Now that he has a nightclub in Paris (which of course I’m dying to see) I wonder, does this mean he (we) clings to places of creative significance as a crutch or as an homage?

Fictional Club Silencio in Lynch's Mullholland Drive

Lynch's real Club Silencio recently opened in Paris

Club Silencio Paris

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