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Jewish Books (2) » 15 more No current Talk conversations about this book. A very thoughtful, sad book about a misunderstood artist. Asher Lev, artist and painter of the controversial "Brooklyn Crucifixion" looks back on his life growing up as a Hasidic Jew. His father, an important man in their community who travels for the Rebbe, simply cannot understand why his son needed to draw, but even as a young child Asher had a gift. He discusses the experiences leading up to becoming the artist he is, and why an observant Jew would paint a crucifixion. This is a quiet sort of story, almost a character study, in which I was surprised to find out how much I was invested in the family drama as Asher learns to carve his own path in life and art. I'm sure some references specific to Judaism teaching and thought went over my head, but at its heart it's a universal coming of age story in which a son has to decide whether to be true to himself or fall into line with what his father wants for him. I kept flipping back to the first few paragraphs, which essentially lay out the gist of the story, before Asher explains his family history, his experiences growing up, and ultimately what led to the notorious painting. I don't really have words for this book yet. It's probably the most important thing I have ever read, being a Jew and an Artist, and a little lost. I don't know if it will affect anyone else like it affected me, this second reading. I read My Name is Asher Lev when I was just beginning community college. What a wonderful book. The book describes the tension between the Jewish and Christian communities and how a young artist deals with it. no reviews | add a review
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"Memorable...A book profound in its vision of humanity, of religion, and of art." THE WALL STREET JOURNAL Here is the original, deeply moving story of Asher Lev, the religious boy with an overwhelming need to draw, to paint, to render the world he knows and the pain he feels, on canvas for everyone to see. A loner, Asher has an extroardinary God-given gift that possesses a spirit all its own. It is this force that must learn to master without shaming his people or relinquishing any part of his deeply felt Judaism. It will not be easy for him, but he knows, too, that even if it is impossible, it must be done.... "A novel of finely articulated tragic power...Little short of a work of genius." THE NEW YORK TIMES BOOK REVIEW No library descriptions found. |
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The first-person narration causes a child's story to be told in an adult voice. It didn't work in To Kill A Mockingbird and it doesn't work here. Makes it seem like the author couldn't decide between a memoir (less detailed, abstract) and contemporaneous (told-as-it-happens) narrative.
The first half is yet another "growing up Jewish in post-War Brooklyn" story: some originality for using an Orthodox setting, but there's a feeling that I've read this a hundred times already. Everyone speaks "softly" and looks at the child "strangely". The child is indulged by parents, teachers, religious leaders, and so forth. Spoiled rotten, as they say (or used to).
About two-thirds of the way in, the child is taken under the wing of an artistic mentor, and things get interesting. Here we have some good development-of-the-artist stuff, though it is still packed full of strange looks and soft expressions of awe at the child's artistic genius.
The novel wraps up with the return of the child, now an adult, to Brooklyn in order to resolve the conflict between his upbringing and his art. The outcome has been telegraphed for the entire book, so this mostly amounts to a lot of hand-wringing (along with the requisite soft speech and strange looks) before an entirely predictable outcome.
Personally, I would have ended the novel before the purportedly-climactic art show. At least leave some room for an interesting outcome, if you're not going to provide one yourself. (