To Frida

The frayed thread that rips from our body,
 unravels us.
This is my condition with existence,
but, this isn't me,
I am a dream!





"Artist Frida Kahlo was considered one of Mexico's greatest artists who began painting mostly self-portraits after she was severely injured in a bus accident. Kahlo later became politically active and married fellow communist artist Diego Rivera in 1929. She exhibited her paintings in Paris and Mexico before her death in 1954."

 "I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best."
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November 19, 2019 at 4:15 PM
this is really good.. Frida was a great artist and author..
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November 19, 2019 at 11:01 AM
A wonderfully crafted tribute to an amazing artist.
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