Art is considered as works to be appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power. For this assignment I chose the emotional power of the Dallas Holocaust Museum.
I must say this museum is quite small, however it has a very powerful emotional feeling. When you first walk in, you will notice on the right hand side, there are thirteen memorial pillars along the wall. These pillars represent the number of Holocaust victims killed each year from 1933 to 1945. You will quickly observe that the size of the pillar for 1942 is substantially massive compared to the other twelve pillars. That is because nearly eighty percent of the Holocaust victims were dead by this year. Behind the pillars is a collage of photographs that include pictures of certain people, (Adolf Hitler and Anne Frank), concentration camps, or even disturbing photos of piles of innocent dead bodies.
As I walked through the Holocaust Museum, I was able to see objects and personal items that belonged to some of the victims. One particular object that stood out to me was a pair of socks. These socks weren’t just any regular pair socks. What made them unique is they were made out of human hair. The Jewish victims were stripped of what they had, and found creative ways to compromise. This caused me to stop, reflect and pray for the victims; I cannot even imagine the horrific conditions that the Jewish community had to endure. At one of the concentration camps, families were literally separated by the hand of “The Angel of Death”; “Doctor” Josef Mengele. As families entered the concentration camp, The Angel of Death would sit on “his” throne and throw his whip to each member of the family. If you were lucky, death was to the left and a torturous life to the right. They killed and tortured men, women and children. Hideous experiments were performed on children without anesthesia.
At the end the museum, you will enter the beautiful memorial of the Holocaust victims. There are twelve pillars in the room that represent the well-known concentration camps in which victims suffered. They surround the symbolic final resting place of the millions of victims who lost their life in the Holocaust and have no grave anywhere. Many of the dead were stripped of their possessions, memories, and names and dumped in mass unmarked graves.
If you have not visited the Dallas Holocaust Museum, I would highly recommend that you do. It was quite a learning and emotional experience for me. It made me think, “This is no different than the slavery of the African American.” The only difference is the color of skin. It makes you stop and think, could history repeat itself in our modern world?