I, Mona Lisa by Jeanne Kalogridis
What
would I rather do than sit at my kids’ track meets? Read I, Mona Lisa. I LOVE watching my kids compete, but during the
combined 10 hours of track meets/practices last week, my mind kept wandering
back to this book! My eyes were on my kids, but my heart was with Lisa.*
Mona
Lisa. My impression has always been a bland-looking girl with a smirky smile in
a dark dress. In 15th century Florence, Italy, however, Mona Lisa
was actually Lisa di Antonio Gherardini, a wealthy and beautiful young woman
with a mysterious background.
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Two Masterpieces (get it?) |
When
Steve and I visited the Louvre in Paris last month (I’m still reeling that I
can say that!), we had to see this iconic painting. To be honest, it looked pretty
insignificant against the large, empty wall, but the crowds and cameras
reminded me that it is something special. I won’t even pretend—I am an ignoramus
when it comes to art—but I did learn in this book that the Mona Lisa was
distorted by other artists’ retouchings over the centuries. According to the author, fifty years after
its completion by da Vinci, someone named Vasari described "the fresh
bloom of pink on Lisa’s lips, the blush on her cheeks, the vein in her neck
that seems almost to be beating." Sadly,
those details in the original painting have been lost.
In
the book’s commentary, the author admits that little is actually known about
Lisa Gherardini. But I love the way she fleshes out the character and creates a
story behind the story.
*I kid, my heart belongs to my kids.
*I kid, my heart belongs to my kids.
I can't wait to read it!
ReplyDeleteI really liked this book too, thanks for writing about it
ReplyDeleteAmy, I knew you'd like it! I just had a hunch.
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