According to a common adage, our true values can be discerned solely through the things we are willing to sacrifice. This adage is what is at the core of My Name Is Asher Lev by Chaim Potok. Throughout the novel, characters are constantly sacrificing there own happiness forr what they consider to be the greater good. Someone who does this more than anyone is Asher Lev. In his journey to become a writer, he ends up forfeiting the thing that once was at the center of his identity; this being his label as a Hasidic Jew. He does a number of things over the course of the book in the name of art that are in direct violation of the rules of his strict religion. As these violations accumulate into one big bombshell, he loses his family, friends, and …show more content…
He does this all to stay true to himself. If he did not paint what he truly felt deep in his soul, than he would be a fraud. He wants to stop the cycle of internalized guilt and shame that has plagued his family for generations. He will not perform for an audience. He cannot lie about what he feels, because then the art would be absolutely ruined. This in turn suggests that if we lie to ourselves about our true feelings, then our life will be ruined.
To begin, Asher's journey as an artist is marked by the profound sacrifices he makes regarding his Hasidic identity. Being raised in a tightly-knit Hasidic community, Asher's religious background was not merely a part of his life; it defined his very essence. However, as he delves deeper into his artistic passion, he starts to grapple with the conflict between his artistic inclinations and the strict rules imposed by his religious upbringing. Asher's artistic calling drives him to create works that are unconventional and controversial, often depicting subjects considered blasphemous in his community. He is visibly uncomfortable with doing this, for it goes against everything he believes in. “‘I’ll try,’ I said again, feeling the choking tightness in my throat. “Very
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He is willing to sacrifice his religion, the thing that had given him comfort and solace in times of heartache, and the relationships tied to it for his art. He was not always so willing thought. Thee was a time where he would resist the thing inside him, bundling it up and tucking it away, waiting for it to die. Even after he decided to let it out again, he was scared of it. He was scared of how he could not control it. He was scared of where it took him. He would get horrid nightmares of his mythic ancestor, shaming him for what he spent his time doing. “I dreamed of my father’s great-great-grandfather. He was dozing in the sunlight in the living room and I was drawing him, when he woke. He went into a rage. He stormed about the room. He was huge. He towered over me. His dark beard cast huge swaying shadows across the rug. ‘Wasting time, wasting time,’ he thundered. ‘Playing, drawing, wasting time.’ I woke in terror, my heart beating loudly.” () However, even though he did not like it, Asher Lev fought through the terror. He could not understand why he did it, it was just his natural inclination to keep pushing forward. He could not control it. He had to keep painting. This all culminated in his final standoff with his mythic ancestor. He was resisting the urge to draw his mother in a painful crucifixion. He knew how much pain it would cause to paint it. He knew he would lose everything if he
It shows thatSanders has lived in the fearful environment while he was growing up. He was always in fear of beating from his
Mr. Hooper knew that his image is frightening to some and was fearful to find that same image looking back at him. This presence he now has attached to his being lasts for years up to and after his death, where the questions of why he wore the black veil are still asked and follow his
This delineates that he is separated from his dreams, his hope, his soul, and most importantly his God.
He reiterates to create a persona within his readers by communicating his love for the church, and his long family history of clergymen. His cool, even tone conveys to the audience that he is not condemning them, as people, but rather urging them to see that their actions are unjust. The technique he used to present himself helps him to relate to his readers and shows again that he is credible and trustworthy
He was cold. I slapped him. I rubbed his hands, crying: ‘Father! Father! Wake up.
This conflagration of emotions ignites a strong incentive for his dissonance to faith, all while he reluctantly refuses to completely give up a large portion of his identity. Shortly after witnessing the cruelty
He was afraid to lose his father, he would be alone and wouldn’t have the feeling of safety you get when your with your parents. His father helped him gain the hope that would help him survive.
His questions and curiosity about his religion was something that motivated him even during confusing and worrying times. His religion supplied him with hope, hope that his god would save him and his people. It would take a lot for him to slip away, even for a second. But soon, he’d witness the true nightmares of society and would be forced to make a
He did not acquire much skill or help from his college classes because he dropped out early in the course; nevertheless, he taught himself all of the skills that helped him to achieve his fame. One of his philosophies was that the subject matter of a painting was more important than any other detail, such as the technique, and it was crucial to have a solid, foundational subject that centered on fact, rather than beauty. He was a perfectionist who wanted all details to have depth and preciseness. His sculptures focused on very meticulous details, and he liked them for their durability to time. One of the main techniques in his paintings was simplicity.
My name is Asher Lev is a novel by Chaim Potok. The main character, Asher Lev grows up in the Hasidic Jewish community. Asher is an artist living in Brooklyn, whose world is surrounded by the rules of his religion and the Rebbe. Art is not a part of Judais, and is looked down upon more often than not. This problem hinders Asher’s gift of drawing, reputation, and his relationship with his parents.
He became imprisoned in these camps because of his religion, Jewish. But, he managed to still hold his faith while in the camp. Some examples of this were still praying at times of great fear, before meals, and trying their very hardest to celebrate their custom holidays. There were times when he questioned his religion as it wound him there, but he never lost his hope for the future. Another way he showed feelings of hope and passion through the book was his perseverance after losing family.
This guilt haunts Amir throughout the entirety of the novel as an obstacle that he constantly tries to overcome as shown when he finds out the truth and says, “I felt like a man who awakens in his own house and finds all the furniture rearranged , so that every familiar nook and cranny looks foreign now. Disoriented, he has to reevaluate his surroundings, reorient himself,” (Hosseini 224). This is the beginning of Amir finding out who he was as a person,and it is a big step to finding his own identity. When Amir finds out it seems as if “every familiar nook and cranny looks foreign” because what he has always used to defend himself was that Hassan was just a servant, but now he was his brother. Amir’s selfishness soon turns unjustifiable and as he now feels that it is time to finally get over his guilt and “reorient himself.”
He dreamed about the gods when they were alive long ago. He was terrified by the tools and knowledge the gods had and
As time started to go on, he started to wonder and look back and tell himself, “I have lived through much and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. And then, on top of all that, you for a mate, and children, perhaps-what more can the heart of a man desire?”(169). With everything that happened to him, he was still happy and was willing to risk his life throughout his journey to find happiness. The environmental conditions were beginning to become too harsh for him to keep going all because he wanted to be on his own. People walk into the wilderness to “No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.