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Introduction to the sculpture

        was already a skilled artist, having spent years in apprenticeship. He
        spent  his  later  years  in  Los  Angeles,  where  his  carvings  were
        frequently  on  display.  They  were  published  in  1947  in  the  book  I
        chanced  upon;  that  volume  is  still  available  from  used  booksellers
        online.
           The  carvings,  all  in  wood,  are  sophisticated  renderings  of
        characters from Satt’s memories of his childhood, both in the round
        and in relief. It seems very likely that AR saw this body of work in
        the years before he began his own. Whether or not he ever met Berel
        Satt is unknown and unknowable. It is not difficult to draw parallels
        between Satt’s carvings and AR’s; if anyone else were producing work
        in  this  medium  with  this  subject  in  those  years,  it,  too,  might  be
        pointed to as influences. Absent such examples, it can only be stated
        that AR had a good chance of having seen Satt’s work, based on the
        latter’s public exposure.
           Consideration  of  A  Jewish  Town  makes  one  aware  of  both  AR’s
        faults and virtues; they ultimately are linked to his lack of training in
        art as a youth. Satt was professional and polished in ways AR could
        never master. Yet that mastery served to suck the life out of Satt’s
        shtetl  folk:  despite  their  authenticity  in  portrayal  as  folk  characters,
        they  are  frozen  in  conventional  poses  and  facial  expressions.
        Ironically, AR at times strove to achieve accepted artistic standards in
        sculptural representation—to the detriment of the expressiveness of
        his  pieces.  The  “real”  untutored  folk  art  he  repeatedly  produced,
        regardless  of  subject—with  eccentricities  of  relative  scale,
        indifference  to  anatomical  accuracy,  excessively  hieratic  orientation
        and  crude  humor  mixed  with  suppressed  pathos—commands  our
        attention and appreciation long after Satt’s stereotypes have ceased to
        be of interest. Yet the two men’s carvings were created for much the
        same, almost compulsive reason: to memorialize a lost world.












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