Can art or story be too pretty to be any good?
I’ve heard people say that art shouldn’t be ugly. I’ve heard people say pretty art has no depth. A story with a happy ending isn’t literature. A story with a tragic ending is pretentious.
What are your expectations when you walk into a museum or open a new book? What expectations do you have for your own work? And how often do you challenge these expectations?
(We went to the Modern Museum of Art of Fort Worth this weekend–the building and the art were great by the way.)