Vasilisa the Beautiful

My title is the name of Jane Dougherty’s ‘Sunday Strange’ painting by Ivan Bilibin, which has an interesting fairy tale behind it. I looked it up on WIKI.
sunday-strange-26-febIt reminded me a little of Cinderella, but no posh frock, fancy party and handsome Prince with a shoe fetish, yet you do have two ‘ugly sisters’ and a cruel stepmother.

A quick synopsis:
Stepmom gives each of her daughters and Vasilisa a task, then extinguishes all the lights bar one candle, which her eldest daughter stupidly puts out leaving them in darkness.
Vasilisa is sent into the woods to fetch light from some kind of witch (wouldn’t be a fairy tale without one), which she has to earn or be killed.
Knights on horseback (White, Red and Black denoting Day, Sun and Night) pass as she does the cleaning, laundry and cooking, plus she has the added tasks of sorting bad grain from good and seeds from soil which exhaust her. With the aid of a doll with magic powers given to her by her dying mother, Vasilisa is able to comply and thus earns the light, which is given to her as burning coals in a skull.
On her return, no light carried into the house has been able to survive in her stepfamily’s home, but the coals from the skull lantern burn stepmom and the sisters to ashes. The skull then tells her to bury it so that no-one else would be harmed.
Years later, she gets her ‘Prince’ as she became a skilled clothmaker which is noticed by the Czar and he marries her.

With my imagination going off, I could envisage this story portrayed as a ballet.
It could even be done on a budget using the props and scenery from previous Snow White or Hansel and Gretel works for the woods .
With it’s mixture of light and dark, good and bad, witch and lost souls, magic and the stepfamily getting their comeuppance not to mention a happy ending, I think it could be a great production!

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth for jelly babies or fruit pastilles. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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3 Responses to Vasilisa the Beautiful

  1. Evan as fairy tales go, this one is pretty far-fetched. I agree though, I can see a ballet of skulls dancing through dark woods. And the conflagration at the end…

  2. Of course. What else could possibly be going on here?

    I’ve always fancied a ballet version of Star Wars, with a corps of storm troopers…

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