Examples Of Materialism In The Sculptor's Funeral

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Willa Cather’s, “The Sculptor’s Funeral” portrays the theme of spirituality vs. materialism. This is shown through the process of Harvey Merrick, a very talented sculptor, who died of tuberculosis at age 40. Merrick was one of the very few people who escaped his hometown of materialism. He wanted to tap into his creative spirit and he simply could not do that if he stayed at home. This is depicted throughout the story with the characters that attend Merrick’s wake. Specifically the characters Jim Laird and Henry Steavens. Jim Laird, a man who grew up with Merrick and went to school with him. Laird became a lawyer to make his town proud, but they did not care unless he could twist the law in their favor. Ironically, that is why they feared …show more content…

Steavens provided insight into this, saying that Merrick “‘was surefooted enough there [regarding his artwork]. He was determined, indeed, to believe the best, but he seemed afraid to investigate.’” Merrick’s fierce independence helped him power through his past with great discipline when it came to his art. Steavens shared his admirations for Merrick’s wonderful dedication to his work. Laird was so proud of Merrick for escaping the labyrinth that was their town. He yelled at the people at the funeral saying, “‘There was only one boy ever raised in this borderland between ruffianism and civilization who didn’t come to grief, and you hated Harvey Merrick more for winning out than you hated all the other boys who got under the wheels. Lord, Lord, how you did hate him!” It took a lot of bravery for Merrick to leave his town, his friends and family to pursue what he loved. This determination worked in his favor, as he became a famous sculptor mentioned in newspapers and magazines worldwide. Even with all his fame and confidence, he was quite humble and showed it up until his last breath, when he told Steavens about his town. Merrick told Steavens, “‘It’s not a pleasant place to be lying while the world is moving and doing and bettering,” he had said with a feeble smile, “but it rather seems as though we ought to go back to the place we came from in the end. The towns-people will come in for a look at me; and after they have had their say, I shan’t have much to fear from the judgment of God. The wings of the Victory, in there”—with a weak gesture toward his studio—“will not shelter

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