ABSTRACT
The theme of beauty is decisive for a discourse on art. The link between good and beautiful stirs fruitful reflection. The critics who write of Frederick Hart speak of his commitment to "substance, beauty, truth". Hart wanted to celebrate the coming-into-being of things, and their fragility and dependence, but also their real truth and beauty and stubborn beingness so long as they were in existence. The ancients knew nothing of "creation", yet they understood well that the evanescent being of things depends on an eternal power holding them in existence and touching them with a ray of eternal beauty. For many decades now, the art world has turned its back against beauty, truth, goodness, and the inner splendor of the world of actual existents. Hart married a devoted soul mate, had two fine sons, built up a stunning body of work, and began to overturn the whole world of art just before a new century was to begin.
