What is your Gioconda?
We are back in France. We are in the XVI century, in 1519, and in this Chateau, we are privileged guests of the last hours of one of the biggest known genius in history. Leonardo knows the end is close. The French king Francis I, will come to visit him the next day to say goodbye. He has been his last patron, the one that has best understood him and treasured his freedom like nobody has. Leonardo gets out of his bed with difficulty. He wants to see, maybe for the last time, the paintings he has carried with him for so many years across his different homes in Firenze, Milano, Rome and now Amboise, in the Val de Loire. These paintings were never good enough, there was always something to improve, a new technique to apply, a stroke of a different colour, a new insight into human anatomy that would better reflect a human sentiment. They look fantastic. He exhales with relief. He then takes the portrait of Lisa di Gioconda and remembers how Francesco, her husband, asked for a painting ...