[Discussion] Can Great Art Survive Troubling Truths?

As I read Alice Munro's stories, I'm torn between her literary genius and her silence on her daughter's abuse. How can I separate the art from the artist's flaws, especially when those flaws echo the very themes of secrecy and moral compromise she wrote about? In India, where family and social expectations are paramount, this dilemma feels especially poignant. Can great art stand alone, or is it forever tainted by the artist's personal failures?