My Name Is Asher Lev

by Chaim Potak

Yudal Krinskey's Store

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This store played a special part in Asher's life, it was like the place he would go to pour his heart out. When you walk in the door, all that you can see is the extensive materials to draw or paint whatever you desire. All one has to do is explain what they want to draw and Mr. Krinskey would be glad to give them whatever they need. This fulfilled a lot of people's needs for their painting.

No matter which way you were to look there was always something that can be of use. On one side there are water colors, them some pastels, along with some charcoal, and some specialized pencils. Each of these can be used by experts or even an amateur. This store is for everyone and anyone who has some kind of desire to draw or paint.

The other materials were also endless in what one would like to purchase. There was paper like the trees in a forest. There was drawing paper, tracing paper, or paper for an easel. The store was like a hall of ideas for any artist. The brushes and painting platforms were also endless. There was nothing a person can't find in this particular art store.

Asher chose this place to go and spill out his heart full of deep ideas. To Asher, Yudal and his store were the eternity of his dreams. There was nothing that would convince Asher to stop going to talk to Mr. Krinskey. After all, he started going there against his mother's will, and staying for extensive periods of time. This was just the place that Asher needed to go to express his true feelings without anyone having anything negative to say about it. This store had every necessity a artist would dream.