Susan Sontag has a point. In her well-known essay, “Against Interpretation” (1966), Sontag argues that the classical mimetic theory of art has created an unnecessary distinction between form and content, which modern (and now postmodern) theories have merely intensified. Interpretation presumes that art must have content that can be extracted for use outside the work. Sontag writes, “Directed to art, interpretation means plucking a set of elements (the X, the Y, the Z, and so forth) from the whole work. The task of interpretation is virtually one of translation.” In the hands of interpretation, art becomes, at best, merely the visual illustration of an idea best expressed through other means.
The implications are considerable for writing about art from a self-consciously Christian perspective. Christianity presumes a meta-narrative, or an over-arching unified story, in which “all things” are made through, and hold together in Christ (Col 1). One of the many tensions between art and the Christian faith is that art and meta-narratives fight against one another. The work of art exists in the world in its own glorious singularity. The meta-narrative is all encompassing. It is a unified worldview, a framework within which everything has a place and everything makes sense. The role of art criticism, in this context, is to demonstrate how a work of art fits securely into this schema. For these interpretions, whether Marxist, Freudian, Formalist, or neo-Calvinist, art is significant only insofar as it affirms and strengthens the meta-narrative owned by the interpreter.
What do meta-narratives presume and why do works of art resist them?
Meta-narratives are stories that presume The End. But they presume not only that there is such an End but also how particular works of art fit into it.
The consequences are dire. Art comes to possess its integrity only insofar as it can be used in an interpreter’s meta-narrative, grist for the interpreter’s ideological mill. Art is deprived of its own integrity as a world-making work, as an artifact of human intentionality that pushes back on our meta-narrative urges to reconcile the past and the future, to make sense of it all. For Luther and Calvin, the human heart is an idol-making factory. It is just as accurate to say that the human heart is a meta-narrative factory, churning out explanation after explanation, justification after justification, in labyrinthian stories in which we, of course, are the hero, our beliefs vindicated, and others (including works of art) simply become bit players in our own idolatrous epic.
For Lutheran theologian Oswald Bayer, this human tendency to explain, to find meaning, is the manifestation of the old Adam.
In our time and space, with all its hopelessness and obscurities, we do not live by sight. Here and now it is only the old Adam with his justifying thinking that attempts a comprehensive theory of world history. The old Adam within us wants to find meaning; he is concerned to assure himself about the meaning of the whole. (Living by Faith, 35)
As the Bible reveals, especially with Job, Jonah, and the other prophets, God is a moving target. His overwhelming love and grace cannot be explained and interpreted. The Spirit blows where it may. While we might affirm the Christian meta-narrative as an act of faith, that in Christ all things are being made new, how it is being written is God’s work not ours.
And this is a source of great freedom. As Bayer continues,
Faith frees us from this concern [the meaning of the whole]. It enables us to accept the finitude of our lives and of the many histories into which they are interwoven in the battle for justification, the life-and-death struggle for recognition. We can accept our finitude, yet still with sorrow and melancholy, lamenting our transitoriness (Living By Faith, 35).
Art helps us live in the moment without having to explain it, to find “meaning” in it, to find how God is “at work” in my life and explain his purposes. The responsibility of the Christian critic is to preserve that distinctive space that art can create, a space that allows us to feel his grace, which only exists and comes to us in the present moment, a glorious moment that needs no interpretation, explanation, or justification.