起舞的仙子

In the 1860s, Sweden was busy turning its old country folklore into a national inheritance, gathering the tales and beliefs that industrial life was starting to erase. Malmstrom painted this in that same decade, and it sits right inside that mood. Look at the low mist drifting over the water at first light. He has shaped it into a ring of pale elf-women, hair loose, hands linked, sweeping across the meadow. Contemporary viewers understood the trick both ways. You can read the dancing figures as morning fog, or read the fog as dancing figures, and the picture refuses to settle. One elf bends to the river's surface, meeting her own reflection at the edge of the light.