Whatever La Giaconda's personal circumstances, she sat for a couple of paintings and then presumably went about her business. No one has the right to open her grave to satisfy some utterly puerile, voyeuristic need to 'identify' her, whatever the fuck that even means. They plan to 'photograph the skull' so that 'then we will have the Mona Lisa.'
That's right. Have the Mona Lisa.
As if she did not possess her own identity in life, as though Da Vinci did not perceive and memorialize it in a far more sensitive and accomplished manner than any gene sequencing procedure could manage today. As if the only way we can 'know' this distant woman is to rifle her remains, while she looks back at us from canvas or panel or whatever lies beneath her famous image.
Why does anyone need more, and who gives them the mandate to pursue it?
I am so angry and sad about this.