They Called Me Mayer July

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15 of 15 people found the following review helpful:  A Look At A Lost World, October 17, 2007 By  Lydia Kaplan - See all my reviews     They Called Me Mayer July is a beautiful book, both in the written word and the art work. It details the day-to-day lives of the Jewish people who lived in their 'schtetles' before the Holocaust and it goes into the various personalities, nick names, and jobs that were done during those years. Artistically, the detail is stunning and a joy to behold. For those of us whose ancestors came from these places, it gives us the opportunity to see and read what life was like, both the good and the difficult. I was so impressed that I bought a book as a gift for a friend and have recommended it to others. We owe a debt of gratitude to the author and his daughter for giving us this wonderful gift. Help other customers find the most helpful reviews   Was this review helpful to you?     Report this | Permalink  Comment

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"...fascinating, humorous, and poignant..." The New Yorker

Part Marc Chagall, part Bruno Schulz—and even a little Maira Kalman—the artist (a.k.a. Mayer Kirshenblatt, born in 1916) provides a fascinating, humorous, and poignant record of Polish village life, in the years leading up to the Second World War. There are weddings (the marriage of the tailor’s pregnant hunchback daughter) and funerals (the Christian burial of the artist’s boyhood friend). An adulterer is discovered, zealous flagellants offer their backs for caning, and a “human fly” scales a local building. Incredibly, the artist, who emigrated to Canada in 1934, didn’t start painting until the age of seventy-three, and then only at the urging of his wife and daughter. Whether Kirshenblatt’s visual account is accurate or embellished hardly matters; it’s the remarkable results that count. Through Oct. 1. (Open Saturdays through Wednesdays, 11 to 5:45, and Thursdays, 11 to 8.) The New Yorker, June 22, 2009.