I Painted My Own Reality
Had she lived, artist Frida Kahlo would be celebrating her 101st birthday today. But she did not: she die
d in 1954, way too young, and just a few days shy of her 47th birthday.
Kahlo is noted for her rich and exuberant paintings in which she often figured as the central figure (Self-portraits are great. You don't have to wait around for your subject: she's ready when you are.) and for her stormy long-term relationship with fellow painter, Diego Rivera.
This verbal portrait of Kahlo is lovely:
And there's more where that came from.
I think she'd laugh to see all that we’ve made of her. Or maybe she'd cry, depending on her mood.
d in 1954, way too young, and just a few days shy of her 47th birthday. Kahlo is noted for her rich and exuberant paintings in which she often figured as the central figure (Self-portraits are great. You don't have to wait around for your subject: she's ready when you are.) and for her stormy long-term relationship with fellow painter, Diego Rivera.
This verbal portrait of Kahlo is lovely:
Kahlo also won praise from Kandinsky and Picasso. She had, however, conceived a violent dislike for what she called "this bunch of coocoo lunatic sons of bitches of surrealists." She did not renounce Surrealism immediately. In January 1940, for example, she was a participant (with Rivera) in the International Exhibition of Surrealism held in Mexico City.
Later, she was to be vehement in her denials that she had ever been a true Surrealist. “They thought I was a Surrealist," she said, "but I wasn’t. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality.”
And there's more where that came from.
I think she'd laugh to see all that we’ve made of her. Or maybe she'd cry, depending on her mood.
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