Families

I wrote a post about Dysfunctional families.  Someone was kind enough to read it, and leave a comment.  He mentioned Tolstoy.

§

It is true that Tolstoy had Depression, argued with his wife, and almost disapeared from family life in later years.

But, I feel that we tend to romanticise dysfunction when it happens to great writers.

§

Caravaggio,..the drama in his life adds to the romance of his story.  We love to hear how he slipped through the streets in Italy, getting into fights, falling in love.

We interpret his paintings as we refer to his life.

§

We also romanticise the life of Van Gogh.  We tell the story of how he lived with poverty, loneliness, became mentally ill,..and how he saw the World, perhaps exaggerated, intensified by his Epilepsy.

§

If someone is a great writer, or ballerina, then the dysfunction becomes part of the story.

§

Personally, I do not believe that dysfunction is ever good or pleasant, even if you are a genius.  I feel sure that all these people could have achieved great art, and did not need to suffer so much.

§

But my own family do not write symphonies, novels, or paint.  We are just dysfunctional.

§§

girl

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s