A few days ago, a friend of mine said to me: “Esther, you don’t look like a real author. I thought that authors, musicians, painters are all starving artists; tortured souls with grey hair, knitted scarves, glasses and torn clothes”. He, an accomplished musician himself who does not look anything like a starving artist either, felt that perhaps living well and feeling the success of one’s work was betraying the popular image of the starving artist so ingrained in our social imagery. Archetypes are ancient imagery of people embedded in our psyche; they are the idealized model of a person. They been around for thousands of years, and they are cultural associations that we inherited from our ancestors.
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