The Muralist

The Muralist is riveting, haunting and tragic till the end when it gives a ray of hope and leaves the reader satisfied. It also provides a slight insight into what goes on in the minds of the isolationist political leaders calling for ban on refugees in the present day and how it is not much different from history.

Before America enters WWII, Alizee Benoit, an American Jew is working as an artist with the Works Progress Administration and is friends with Jackson Pollock, Mark Rothko and Lee Krasner before they became popular as the early Abstract Expressionists. Here, Alizee is the one who is painting in abstract and influences each of them and their painting styles. She is also haunted by the fact that her whole family is in France, just before the German occupation. The roundups and arrests of Parisian Jews has begun and she is frightened. She tries her level best to secure visas for her family but is unsuccessful. She also enlists the help of First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt (who incidentally loves and purchases her paintings) but even Eleanor cannot convince the President to allow more refugees into the country because he is running for re-election and cannot afford to go against the public sentiment and support of isolationists like Breckenridge Long, Joe Kennedy and Charles Lindbergh. Alizee even decides to paint murals with a political point instead of the original commissioned artwork that is to be installed because she comes to believe that the more people who view and understand the pain and devastation depicted in it, the more they will be able to empathize with the refugees and give them safe haven. When nothing works, she even becomes a party to an assassination attempt on a powerful politician, because she assumes naively that eliminating him would somehow quench the hatred (call it anti-Semitism) of the masses and would put a stop to the wastage of visas which in turn will save thousands of innocents. Through all this, she is also devolving, has been suffering from depersonalization and finally has a breakdown just before she goes missing forever.

Seventy five years later, Alizee's grand-niece Dani Abrams finds some murals that come her way for appraisal and she is stunned to find them very similar in style and emotion to the only two surviving paintings of her aunt. As Alizee is an unknown commodity, Dani is forbidden by her employer from digging into her aunt's history. But she invests all her remaining time to this endeavor, hanging onto any thread she can find and finally arriving in Paris to confront the horrors that were perpetrated on her family. This journey also becomes a turning point in her life and sets her on a path to finally fulfil her destiny to be a painter.

These two remarkable women and their lives are great to read about and especially Alizee's struggles with her art, family and her mind are truly tragic. However, the most important theme that lingers in the mind is how politicians then and now, use their words and fear psychosis to incite a group of people to hate another and play political football with the lives of hundreds of thousands of refugees. They are always going to use every tool at their disposal to gain votes and the gullible voters will get hoodwinked by the propaganda and forget the things that separates humans from other species – thinking capacity and morality. The book also serves as a reminder of the part of American history that many would want to forget – that America too was in someway complicit in the 6 million deaths, by virtue of being unresponsive.

Overall, this is a great book – an excellent amalgamation of fictional with real, history with contemporary and art with politics and also offers a unique American perspective of the Holocaust.