In high school I wrote a book report on the novel The Wars by Canadian author Timothy Findley. I never read the book.
Several years later, I found the same copy of it that I had accidentally forgot to return and I started to read. What I found was an eclectic and yet passionate account of a man's struggle to find love both within and outwardly in the midst of turmoil and death. The author leaves us uncertain about how we should feel about the actions of Robert Ross and his last final statement of life. I feel like this is a perfect description of the uncertain and imperfect nature of our world.
This work was done in my sketch book made from collage and depicts a horse, running alone, as if to represent a reincarnated Robert Ross, charging towards the light of life from the dark trenches of death.
We are not perfect in our quest but it's the honesty and love that we share throughout our quest that matters in the end. I should have read it in high school, but I'm glad I did now. DdRegalo.com