I took an Art History course that included a final exam with this essay question: "Explain the Mona Lisa smile."
I don't remember what I wrote. I am sure, however, that it wasn't profound, brilliant or original in spite of my belief that it, like everything I wrote in those days, embodied all of those qualities. So it wouldn't surprise you to know that the grade I got--a B, if I remember correctly-- aroused my indignation. (It didn't take much, did it?)
So, being older and wiser, I won't venture an opinion about why the young woman has her hands over her eyes:
I simply thought the image is light and funny--just right for a Sunday morning.
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