"Ninfa, Aura, Gradiva... So where do they go, all the nymphs of this subtle pantheon (this pantheon of memory and time, of wind and drapery, of grief and desire)? What destination do their dancing steps head for? To where does their basic grace extend? Probably it makes no sense to ask the question this way. For nymph never goes "anywhere." She always emerges in the presence of the gaze, and this emergence always points to her eternal return."

(G. Didi-Huberman – Ninfa Moderna)