It's 1535, Isabella d'Este, a great patron of the Arts, woman of wit, member of the ruling class, not to forget 'related by birth or marriage' to almost every ruler in Italy... Stands before the looking glass...
60 years young...
"Oh, Dear." she sighs, examining her portrait...
Unveiled last evening, much to her HORROR.
The Marquis of Mantua (her husband) enters the room.
"I just don't like it!"...exclaims Isabella.
"I think the portrait makes me look so..OLD...
"I shall write Titan, and we shall have another sitting."
"But Isabella...Darling...It is you. Exactly you."...
Another portrait is OUT of the question!
"Not to mention, a complete fortune wasted!"
"Now listen here," Isabella quipped, "I saved you from
your captors in Venice, and disarmed you enemies with a quill and quick thinking!"
Sure enough...The months passed, and the Lovely
Isabella d' Este (who was always right) and
whose portrait hangs today in the Kunsthistorisches