Jack Mows His Ancestors

Maybe I’m wrong. Everytime someone tries to put the definition of art in a box, it seeps out. Art sometimes does comfort people. What bothers me is that many artists produce work that is easy. Easy to create. Easy to understand. Filled with cliches. In short – boring. Not to say that there isn’t a lot of garbage that is offered as art under the umbrella of challenging us. But all of us can tell when something is special. It excites  us. Morley Callaghan was teaching a creative fiction course at the university of Windsor. (Mr. Callaghan is a well known Canadian author who wrote about the same time in Paris as Hemingway. The two were friends.) He asked his students how many of them wanted to be writers. All of them put up their hands. Then he said, with a kind of cheeky smile, “well get out of this class and start writing.”