Cupid and Psyche by Jacques-Louis David, 1817
It's the story where the lover only ever comes at night and she's forbidden to know who he is. Most painters gave her a beautiful boy; here, according to the museum, he's deliberately an awkward teenager very pleased with himself, taken partly from an old Greek poem that calls him a mean-spirited brat. Painted in exile in Brussels, after the empire he'd spent years working for collapsed.
Erisava: He's grinning straight out at me. Is that meant to be unsettling?
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