As I sit here in the Starbuck's on Young Circle, I am looking at a wall full of interpretations of "The Mona Lisa" by thirty children. The youngest ones are four. The oldest is ten. Most of them are six. The Mona Lisa must be the most well known piece of artwork in history. I look at the work of these children and find that The Mona Lisa is the iconic portrait of a woman. It seems somehow ironic that she was created by a man who's only relationship with women was a platonic one. Her visage seems so lovingly executed that I used to speculate that Lisa and Leonardo were lovers. Oh, well.
