A few weeks ago, I found myself at a goth garden party in Brooklyn, New York's historic Green-Wood Cemetery with a few people I'd met on the fringe corners of what the internet often refers to as Weird Catholic Twitter (and its somewhat more sedate stepsister: Weird Anglican Twitter).
The crowd was mixed. There were people involved in New York's vintage clothing collecting subculture, some Brooklyn goths, and some of the organizers of the event, which was hosted by the Morbid Anatomy museum, a floating gallery of the arcane and the macabre.
Among the other guests were a hobbyist taxidermist, who explained at length the various ways he liked to strip the skins from animal bones before reconfiguring them ("Don't," he warned me, "keep maggots in the house") and an illustrator who had composed an entire lecture on the subject of the relation of Captain Hook, of "Peter Pan," to Oscar Wilde and Britain's fin de siecle aesthetic movement.
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