The never ending cult of Frida Kahlo

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If Shary Boyle is one of my favourite people alive then I must say that the opposite equivalent lies in Frida Kahlo.
Her paintings are incredibly exquisite and seminal in the development of Mexican art. Alas, as much as I want to I can’t help relating her work to her life. Frida the person broke many boundaries; political, sexual, social and moral. I love the fact that she had the mouth of a truck driver; she always spoke with swear words, which ironically enough can actually sound very lyrical in Mexican Spanish. A friend of mine’s family who knew her detested her for this very reason, they found her crass and vulgar. So bourgeois of them…

Though she is considered a feminist icon, I think Frida was just a strong woman in love. And though she very much stands alone as her own person, Frida and Diego represent an amazing love story of our modern times. If France had de Beauvoir and Sartre, Mexico had Kahlo and Rivera.
I once spent a Halloween dressing up as her for every party, it was such an ordeal donning the costume, going to my mom’s place to get my hair braided with ribbons and putting on fresh flowers each time. Oh yeah…I had a Diego to complete the costume.

This summer, to commemorate the 100 year of her birth there is a major exhibit of her work at the Museo de Bellas Artes in Mexico city. About 350 pieces will go on display, including some on loan from collections in the United States, as well as 50 of Kahlo’s personal letters and 100 photographs. The focus,of course, is on Frida Kahlo the artist.
If you are around there, don’t miss it.

And on a final note, let me point out to all interested parties that one should avoid the movie about her life, buy a book instead. Frida probably turned in her grave with disgust with the making of it. The idea of an American studio making money off her life is revolting. As she put it many times “Pinches gringos hijos de la chingada” Her words, not mine.

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The never ending cult of Frida Kahlo

Picture 1.png00133098.jpgkahlo_dh.jpgfrida_earth.jpgnytfrida.jpgfrida_web1e.jpg
If Shary Boyle is one of my favourite people alive then I must say that the opposite equivalent lies in Frida Kahlo.
Her paintings are incredibly exquisite and seminal in the development of Mexican art. Alas, as much as I want to I can’t help relating her work to her life. Frida the person broke many boundaries; political, sexual, social and moral. I love the fact that she had the mouth of a truck driver; she always spoke with swear words, which ironically enough can actually sound very lyrical in Mexican Spanish. A friend of mine’s family who knew her detested her for this very reason, they found her crass and vulgar. So bourgeois of them…

Though she is considered a feminist icon, I think Frida was just a strong woman in love. And though she very much stands alone as her own person, Frida and Diego represent an amazing love story of our modern times. If France had de Beauvoir and Sartre, Mexico had Kahlo and Rivera.
I once spent a Halloween dressing up as her for every party, it was such an ordeal donning the costume, going to my mom’s place to get my hair braided with ribbons and putting on fresh flowers each time. Oh yeah…I had a Diego to complete the costume.

This summer, to commemorate the 100 year of her birth there is a major exhibit of her work at the Museo de Bellas Artes in Mexico city. About 350 pieces will go on display, including some on loan from collections in the United States, as well as 50 of Kahlo’s personal letters and 100 photographs. The focus,of course, is on Frida Kahlo the artist.
If you are around there, don’t miss it.

And on a final note, let me point out to all interested parties that one should avoid the movie about her life, buy a book instead. Frida probably turned in her grave with disgust with the making of it. The idea of an American studio making money off her life is revolting. As she put it many times “Pinches gringos hijos de la chingada” Her words, not mine.

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