No one seems smaller than they really are but greater instead, because the cultivated observers observe everything about a subject, as if it was one compound entity rather than a collection of different aspects and false lustre. People are never, can never be, dismissed of being subject to influences and other people's doings. It is actually a prerequisite for a developed and learned mind to engage a copying effect. Yet at some point the shower turns into a bath, the breeze into strong gust of wind. It is common to surround oneself with art or work done by someone else. It's just a way to create and show our personalities, our ways of life, our souls if you want... However we should never take credit for showing who we are if the outcome of doing so is based solely on the work of others. I may be only wanting to show artworks of great artists as a subject of great interest and beauty, but at the same time I also seem to engage a reflecting mechanism of some sort by which's functioning I take hold of some of the artworks merits as parts of myself. Don't be fooled then - beautiful surroundings do not garnish nor tarnish me in reality. They do however change what you can observe...
...a thought about jewellery and art this seems to have been... or of personas?
In Slavic mythology, a rusalka was a female ghost, water nymph, succubus or mermaid-like demon that dwelled in a waterway. According to most traditions, the rusalki were fish-women, who lived at the bottom of rivers. In the middle of the night, they would walk out to the bank and dance in meadows. If they saw handsome men, they would fascinate them with songs and dancing, mesmerize them, then lead the man away to the river floor to his death. The stories about rusalki have parallels with those of Hylas and the Nymphs, the Germanic Nix, the Irish Banshee, the Scottish Bean Nighe and the Romanian Iele.
Rusalka by Ivan Bilibin (1934)
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