Art Versus Life for the Heavyweight Title of the World

In an essay entitled "Examined Lives," (The American Scholar, Autumn 2013) the prominent biographer Phyllis Rose makes the following statement:

"The material does not make the work. The life does not make the art. Exactly the opposite. The work creates the material. The art creates the's the imagination that creates the life note vice versa."

As Rose points out, Proust makes a similar point in his essay Contre Sainte-Beuve which is condemnation of the biographical interpretation of literature as practiced by the Charles Augustine Sainte-Beuve, the l9th century critic who was a thorn in his side. It's a stunning statement by someone who has devoted her to the study of writers. In one sense, Rose starts her essay by closing the door on a whole area of understanding that involves following the footsteps of the author. But she soon makes a turn around. Citing the case of Paul de Man an exemplar of the French school, who turned out to have written anti-semitic screeds she concludes denying the validity of the writer's life as the American counterparts of the French school, the text oriented New Critics did discountenance much valuable anecdotal material that can illuminate a writer's work. Rose writes,

"To take Edmund Wilson's essay on Dickens in The Wound and the Bow as an example: he explored how Dickens's childhood experience of being sentenced to what he saw as slave labor by his parents affected his future sympathies and themes."

So in the end what Rose is advocating is that the biographer must navigate a fine line between what Kierkegaard called the esthetic and the ethical view. Whether biography ever climbs to the most evolved of the categories Kierkegaard offers, the religious, might in the end depend on the equanimity with which the biographer is able to approach the two sides of a writer's life. In any event, the study is of literature is for Rose as spiritual act. Rose remarks,

"We want to learn the secret of creativity, because it can be the secret to happiness. We turn to all kinds of literature, biography and fiction both, to learn how to live, and in a way, all books are self-help books."

(Photo of Marcel Proust)

{This originally was posted to The Screaming Pope, Francis Levy's blog or rants and reactions to contemporary politics, art and culture}