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Narcissus (c.1599)
Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio
Galleria Nazionale d’Arte Antica, Rome

Narcissus rejected the love of all, including the love of the nymph Echo and for his cruelty was condemned by the god Nemesis to drown while admiring his own reflection. Employing dramatic naturalism, Caravaggio places the lone figure in a strong, clear light, close to the frame to bring the viewer from the real world to this mythological event. Narcissus’ hand is about to cup the water. The artist probably painted directly on the canvas without preliminary drawings.


Syrinx, 1892, Arthur Hacker, Manchester City Art Gallery.

Syrinx was a beautiful, gamesome wood Nymph from Arcadia. She was famous for her strong passion for hunting.
One day, the Greek satyr Pan spotted Syrinx in the backwoods on her way to hunt. Delighted from what he saw, Pan decided to approach her lustfully. Syrinx, however, was a very proud Nymph who didn’t wish to be loved- so she ran away to avoid the satyr.
But Pan took off in pursuit.
Suddenly, the Nymph’s path became cut by the river Ladon. Desperately, Syrinx appealed to the river god to rescue her, until finally her prayers were heard and the river god turned Syrinx into a reed plant.
Soon enough, Pan managed to reach Syrinx and spread his arms to fondle and embrace her- but all he found inside his arms was a plain tuft of reeds. Pan sighed out desperately… a sigh so deep that it sounded through the reeds, producing a melody!

Charmed by this melody, Pan bunched up small pieces of reed and produced a pan pipe, which he named “Syrinx" to honor the Nymph. Everywhere he went, Pan took his beloved Syrinx with him, delighting deities with its harmonious sounds.


The Oreads,1902,William-Adolphe Bouguereau

In Greek mythology, there were female deities, called “nymphs”. “Oreads” were mountain nymphs. The domain of the Oreads were mountains, hills, grottoes, valleys and ravines. The oreads were charged with the care of this terrain. The oreads were very connected to the land over which they held dominion- and their existence was intimately intertwined with that habitat.


Louise Welden Hawkins (1849-1910), “Clytie”

Clytie was a water-nymph and in love with Apollo, who made her no
return. So she pined away, sitting all day long upon the cold
ground, with her unbound tresses streaming over her shoulders.
Nine days she sat and tasted neither food nor drink, her own
tears and the chilly dew her only food. She gazed on the sun
when he rose, and as he passed through his daily course to his
setting; she saw no other object, her face turned constantly on
him. At last, they say, her limbs rooted in the ground, her face
became a sunflower, which turns on its stem so as always to face
the sun throughout its daily course; for it retains to that
extent the feeling of the nymph from whom it sprang.