Angst may have found its first expression in the pages of philosophy books, but it’s the arts that have given it such a relatable (and often cathartic) aesthetic and experiential flourish. Without Munch’s Scream, Sofia Coppola’s The Virgin Suicides and Radiohead’s, well… everything, how on earth would we be able to wallow in all that is unavoidably human and painful in such glorious splendour?
In this issue we speak with six artists who explore angst from their point of view, variously discussing the postnatal state, fear of an unknown political future and, unexpectedly, the funny side of our mortal woes.
