I think we are all desensitized to the most well-known works such as the Mona Lisa from the time we’re very small. I know that I wasn’t very impressed when it was finally brought up in class around the seventh grade. I had already seen it in magazines and books and even a few talking versions in Warner Bros cartoons, bugs bunny and looney toons. I finally saw it at the Louvre when I was about 30 years old and the first thing that impressed me was how small it was. It had just had about a hundred and fifty years of grime taken off of it and the colors were much more vibrant than in any pictures I’d seen up till that time. And, yes, that expression is unique, ambivalent, strange.
There are many aspects to a work this old, they are usually pregnant with rich provenance at least as interesting as the work itself. Napoleon evidently found her fascinating as he kept her secreted in his bedroom at the Tuileries Palace throughout his tenure as Emperor.
Exactly 99 years ago last week it was stolen by an Italian immigrant carpenter named Vincenzo Perugia, who took it while doing renovations at the Louvre on a Sunday when the museum was closed. This put western Europe on lockdown for weeks as nearly every police organization west of Poland vowed unprecedented cooperation to recover the painting. Perugia had been commissioned by some mastermind, but the mastermind never showed up for the exchange and payoff so Perugia was left holding the goods. Amazingly, he simply went back to his lodgings near the Louvre, stuck the rolled up painting in a suitcase, walked through streets thick with cops to the nearest Metro station and took a train back to Italy.
The French were in an uproar and there were dragnets bringing in every criminal in Paris. The world famous smart-assed, loudmouthed, bon vivant poet/art & literary critic/pornographer Guillaume Apollinaire began boisterously speculating on how the theft was accomplished while insulting the abilities of the constabulary and Louvre administration in his daily newspaper column. To his great surprise they arrested his ass and threw him in jail because he evidently had guessed details of the crime that the police had withheld from the papers. Big scandal. Real comedy at times.
Eventually Perugia, after spending a year with the Mona Lisa under his bed at his pensionate in Italy, turned himself in. They arrested him and put him in an Italian jail initially to be held for the French cops, but the Italian papers portrayed him as a hero for returning La Giaconda to her home turf and the Italians threatened to riot if he or the painting were returned to France. This allowed Perugia to negotiate a slap on the wrist and the French cops eventually left with the painting after some heavy negotiating.
Eventually, Perugia went back to France and served in the French army against Germany in WWI. He came back from the trenches a heavily decorated hero, married a French woman, had a bunch of kids and a cabinet shop and died in the 1940s. He was one lucky son of a bitch.
To me, this story was much more entertaining than viewing the painting itself and I often find this the case with works of art, antiquities and especially famous diamonds.