I empathize with John
Gardner and his frustration with the mediocrity of modernism, postmodernism, and
nihilism, and the lack of what he refers to as moral fiction in much of the
arts. I have struggled with it also as a reporter/captioner; and art, as he so
pedantically stated, imitates life.
Thomas Watson said, “The
chief aim of man is to glorify God.” To glorify God is my standard as a writer.
If I deviate from that, I need to find another avocation.
I struggle with the
fact that for the past thirty years I have made my living providing court
reporting and captioning for broadcast television and that very few of
those millions of words I have labored to accurately record have glorified God.
They will burn up in the last days when God judges mankind and the world.
In the sense of
structure, I did my job professionally, but the content did not glorify Him. As
a creative writer, I relish the freedom to write what I choose.
As I was reading On Moral Fiction, Ecclesiastes 12:11
came to mind: “Of making books there is no end, and much study wearies the
body.” I grew tired of trying to understand some of John Gardner’s more salient
points which oftentimes made little sense to me. I found a lot of what he said
to be the ranting of a frustrated critic tired of analyzing art in a mediocre
world that does not care for Good, Beauty, or Truth. While I agree with his
attitude toward the meaning of art and the responsibility of the artist, I
disagree with some of the conclusions he drew and found them depressing.
Here is an example. I
want to quote the following paragraph from page 181:
“Art begins in a
wound, an imperfection—a wound inherent in the nature of life itself—and is an
attempt either to learn to live with the wound or to heal it. It is the pain of
the wound which impels the artist to do his work, and it is the universality of
woundedness in the human condition which makes the work of art significant as
medicine or distraction.”
I found this quote to
be insightful and uplifting. But he lost me with his conclusion when he then
went on to say:
“The wound may take
any number of forms: Doubt about one’s parentage, fear that one is a fool or
freak, the crippling effect of psychological trauma or the potentially
crippling effect of alienation from the society in which one feels at home,
whether or not any such society really exists outside the fantasy of the
artist.”
From a worldly point
of view, I suppose these would be legitimate observations, but from a spiritual
point of view, we know that God doesn’t leave us in doubt, full of fear, a
psychological cripple, or alienated; and He is more real than any fantasy that
an artist could dream up, sane or crazy.
On page fifteen, Gardner
According to Miriam‑Webster’s
dictionary, moral means “relating to principles of right and wrong in behavior.”
Clearly, these two
definitions are not the same thing. Perhaps Immanuel Kant’s philosophy is
instructive in the use of the word “morality.” Peter Kreeft in “The Pillars of
Unbelief—Kant,” The National Catholic
Register (January ‑ February 1988), discusses Kant, and summarized Kant’s
philosophy that morality is “...not a natural law of objective rights and
wrongs that comes from God, but a manmade law by which we decide to bind
ourselves.”
I normally wouldn’t
quote someone who espouses a belief contrary to Christianity, but I believe it
makes my point. Morality is arbitrary depending on the situation, culture,
and religion.
If one is in Nepal
In the Bible, Jesus
turned over the money tables in the synagogue because the religious leaders had
turned His house of worship into a den of thieves. What Jesus considered a moral
and righteous act the religious leaders of his day considered immoral and
sought to arrest him. Therefore the term “moral art” has an ambiguous meaning
because it is too subjective.
To talk about each of
these words individually, Gardner discusses “Good” on pages 133 through 139, but
he leaves out any understanding of God. Because man is inherently sinful, or
immoral, leaving God out of this discussion came across to me as meaningless
commentary.
His definition of
good is described as “...a relative absolute that cannot be approached”(page
139). Because it can’t be approached, he states that “The conclusive answering
of a question has not to do with the Good but with the True,” and “...thus
relative absolute ‘Truth’ through reason”(page 139).
God is the ultimate
source of Good and is not a relative absolute who cannot be approached. He came
to earth and dwelt among us and indwells us with His Spirit—a deposit guaranteeing
what is to come. It was interesting to me that when Gardner
As Jesus stood before
Pontius Pilate, Pilate asked the question, “What is truth?” I do not believe it is possible to come to an
understanding of “...truth through reason” at the level that Gardner
I have found Truth to
be the most elusive of the three—Good, Beauty, and Truth—because sin blocks the
ability of each of us to recognize Truth. It takes a very honest person to
confront his own sin and be willing to seek Truth at all costs.
Despite the
limitations of knowing Truth this side of eternity, I take comfort as a writer
that I am pursuing Truth that is embodied in a person and not in a relative
absolute.
The third example he
gave of moral art is it should portray Beauty.
I recently watched the movie, American
Beauty, and while it won five Oscars, I was struck by how ugly this movie
was. Finding beauty in a floating trash bag, a dead bird, and perverted sexual
behaviors is not my idea of beauty. Again, Gardner
I also take issue with
his railing against “bad art.” I don’t
know if it’s fair to classify art as good or bad. I believe it’s a matter of
how redeemed we are and what our capacity is for recognizing what God would
call “good art.”
That brings me to
what I believe the purpose of all art should be, and the most important point—it
should be redemptive.
Even though most art
today is not redemptive, I don’t believe that means we should get rid of what Gardner
Once we start putting
labels on what art is, however, we become critics (like Gardner Gardner
It struck me as
interesting that the authors whom John Gardner attacked in On Moral Fiction mostly have been forgotten. Bad art, if it’s bad, won’t last anyway, so I don’t see a need to categorize it. Pluralism is safer because then the
Hitlers of the world and mockers can’t take away our freedom for what is near
and dear to us as Christian writers.
Continuing with the
idea of Redemption, let me give an example of the power of Redemptive art—the
quality that goes beyond Beauty, Good, and Truth.
In 1999, I was in Hanoi Vietnam is a communist
country and there are many Christians who have been killed and imprisoned in Vietnam
Art gives us the
ability to speak the Truth in a way that can reach the masses. It reassured me
away from home that God was with me. Who knows what it spoke to others—but that
is the catharsis of art. The individual expression in the heart of the person
works out Redemption in a way that goes beyond reasoning. God is at work
bringing glory to Himself, and as I said in the beginning, the chief aim of man
is to glorify God.
The other piece of
art I want to share comes from the same trip to Hanoi Hanoi
But it was the art of
music that sung Truth wrapped in Beauty and Goodness, embodied in the person of
Jesus Christ who brought Redemption. For
me, that is the purpose of art.
I do take comfort in
the fact that God promises in Isaiah 55:11, “...it [my word] will not return to
me empty but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I
sent it.”
Perhaps someone in Vietnam Gardner would call
“moral art.” We pursue the purpose for which God made us, whether we are the
planters or the reapers. In the end, God’s will is done and we, through Redemption,
can have a small part in it.
I always like to end
on a positive note, and so I will do so here. There are many great writers, in
my opinion, where Beauty, Truth, and Good have been used to achieve the ultimate
purpose of art—redemption. The likes of C.S. Lewis, George McDonald, Madeleine
L’Engle, and J.R.R. Tolkien have withstood the “isms” of the world and embodied
hope in their writings that have impacted my life.
My favorite quote from
“On Moral Fiction” appeared on page 204: “So long as the artist is a master of
technique so that no stroke is wasted, no idea or emotion blurred, it is the
extravagance of the artist’s purposeful self‑abandonment to his dream that will
determine the dream’s power.”
As a creative writer
of memoir, that would be my dream—that what I write will not burn up in the
last days but will survive into eternity. Maybe, just maybe, one person will be
drawn to the Creator because of the creativity God has given me. If that is
true, I will have accomplished my goal as a writer—to glorify God.
