I don’t think I can link specific artwork to fundamental changes or development of my self. The biggest thing would be Lord of the Rings. I read the first two as a child of ten, but the third was still being translated (best translation of anything I have read, as the poetry came through even better in Icelandic).
Anyway, I learned English so I could read the third book before the translation came out. Still know it as a third language and I read many books in English, probably more than in Icelandic, given how few memoirs or specialized works of military history are translated into Icelandic. Plus, I have an aversion to reading translations if I know the language well enough to read the work in the original language.
I don’t think I can pinpoint any other specific book, movie or TV show as formative. Life experiences, yes. Consuming art in any specific media, not really.
Maybe collectively, the old Norse myths, sagas and poetry, on one hand, and then Romantic poetry, Icelandic, German and English, especially if I can include Yeats as the last of them. Alternatively, perhaps Yeats could be classed with the modernists, who would then constitute the fourth and last category.
Umberto Eco is a huge inspiration. Maybe, if I had to name just four artworks, his Foucault’s Pendulum would be on the list.
So, Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings, Tennyson’s In Memoriam A.H.H., W.B. Yeats’s An Irish Airman Foresees His Death and Umberto Eco’s Foucalt’s Pendulum. That leaves out Sólarljóð, perhaps the most beautiful poem written in Old Norse, and it also leaves out poets like Neo-Romantic Tómas Guðmundsson, the poet of my city, my neighbourhood and my gymnasium, not to mention Einar Benediktson, Davíð Stefánsson, Hannes Hafstein, etc.
Also, I’m not sure that just leaving Shakespeare off such a list is even legal, but how would I pick just one of his plays?