Painting Mona Lisa. Jeanne Kalogridis

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      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      Prologue: Lisa June 1490

      I

      II

      PART I April 26, 1478

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      December 28, 1478

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PART II LISA

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       Epilogue: Lisa July 1498

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       Acknowledgements

       By the same author

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

       I

      My name is Lisa di Antonio Gherardini Giocondo, though to acquaintances I am known simply as Madonna Lisa, and to those of the common class, Monna Lisa.

      My likeness has been recorded on wood, with boiled linseed oil and pigments dug from the earth or crushed from semi-precious stones, and applied with brushes made from the feathers of birds and the silken fur of animals.

      I have seen the painting. It does not look like me. I stare at it and see instead the faces of my mother and father. I listen and hear their voices. I feel their love and their sorrow, and I witness again and again, the crime that bound them together; the crime that bound them to me.

      For my story began not with my birth but a murder, committed the year before I was born.

      It was first revealed to me during an encounter with the astrologer, two weeks before my eleventh birthday, which was celebrated on the fifteenth of June. My mother announced that I would have my choice of a present. She assumed that I would request a new gown, for nowhere has sartorial ostentation been practised more avidly than my native Florence. СКАЧАТЬ