Exhibition, Italy, Roma, 01 January 1970
Skills: Studio to work in
The Vanity
You know the story of Narcissus, so in love with himself staring at his reflection in the water was drawn into a deadly trap and drowned in his own image.
And 'this story so fascinating, that Paulo Coelho in his "The Alchemist" adds something that makes you think, giving the floor to the lake, the writer will do it deeply regretted, not because of the death of Narcissus, but because every time that this was reflected in its waters, the lake itself could see his image reflected in the eyes of the young.
Each of us has his own vanity, which claims the right to exist, as if this "sin" was proof of his being.
The story told in this exhibition by Tania Bini assisted by the able hands of Maria Vittoria Castaldello and photographer Sergio Bigi, tells of a wicked queen who had the private nature of the legs does not pay its power, vain, in search of beauty steals legs of the girls is so helpless and her vanity that comes to owning three.
E 'paraphrased the story of our time, our vanity that comes to make us feel good to have the surplus, which pleases us and attracts us.
This is fashion, beauty becomes superfluous confirmation of our personality.
A dream come true and everlasting.
Nothing and no one who can stop this instinct because it is so beautiful and natural and human.
And 'the instinct that upsets the balance of man and makes him feel like a unique, like the love that pervades and invades suddenly. Maybe between love and vanity is a thin thread that unites them, and both hit when you least expect it, a glance at a whisper a faint breath of wind.
You know the story of Narcissus, so in love with himself staring at his reflection in the water was drawn into a deadly trap and drowned in his own image.
And 'this story so fascinating, that Paulo Coelho in his "The Alchemist" adds something that makes you think, giving the floor to the lake, the writer will do it deeply regretted, not because of the death of Narcissus, but because every time that this was reflected in its waters, the lake itself could see his image reflected in the eyes of the young.
Each of us has his own vanity, which claims the right to exist, as if this "sin" was proof of his being.
The story told in this exhibition by Tania Bini assisted by the able hands of Maria Vittoria Castaldello and photographer Sergio Bigi, tells of a wicked queen who had the private nature of the legs does not pay its power, vain, in search of beauty steals legs of the girls is so helpless and her vanity that comes to owning three.
E 'paraphrased the story of our time, our vanity that comes to make us feel good to have the surplus, which pleases us and attracts us.
This is fashion, beauty becomes superfluous confirmation of our personality.
A dream come true and everlasting.
Nothing and no one who can stop this instinct because it is so beautiful and natural and human.
And 'the instinct that upsets the balance of man and makes him feel like a unique, like the love that pervades and invades suddenly. Maybe between love and vanity is a thin thread that unites them, and both hit when you least expect it, a glance at a whisper a faint breath of wind.
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