Da Vinci, Isabella d’Este, 1500.
Thinking of my dissertation title, and trying to work out just how similar all of Da Vinci’s women look. Their dainty hands is the one trait that I cant help but envy and hope that some form of idealisation has occurred.
This was sketched on a flying visit to Ferrara, and I’m pretty sure old Leo wasn’t a great fan of Isabella, and she certainly never really caught on to his talent until it was too late feeling giving his sketches to all friends and family. No Wonder he didn’t want to be her court painter I suppose. Imagine having mistakenly given some of Hirst’s original dot paintings away, mistaking them for the latest Emma Bridgewater, poor Isabella.