|Frida Kahlo's last-known diary entry (1954)...|
In my quest to define my style of watercoloring, I gave up and went to Frida. I didn't want to. My college art classes taught me long ago that her art was bold and colorful, but also surrealistic and abstract as well. (Abstract being what it meant in the 1940's and 50's, not what it is defined as today.)
|The Two Fridas|
I learned a few delicious little factoids, such as Frida's native provincial and religious fascination with her millagros; some say that the little surrealist objects in her paintings (such as the hearts meticulously drawn on the both chests in The Two Fridas) were millagros she felt a need to honor, or that she meant her millagros to represent the surreal and abstract.
|Sketch of her accident, made ex-voto style|
|Diego and I|
She was also dissed a lot back then as being a mere tag-along to her more famous husband and that accounted for any attention paid to her work. My instructor would point to her independent relationships in between her two marriages to Rivera. She was accepted and valued in the bohemian world of the new artists in Europe and New York City, separately, on her own. It was only a year, but a large time in her short life. Still, she chose to return to Rivera and what was her tradition.
I knew I shared nothing with Frida except love of color, but it was fun researching her, nontheless.
Do you have any thoughts about Frida or her art to share? I'd love to read them.