Dear Frida Kahlo,
I’ve read thousands of poetries and sung melodies and seen reflections. “Enchanting!”, “mesmerising!”, I’ve heard them announce. “What was beauty?”, I searched and searched for answers. ‘The Broken Column’, painted in 1944 awakened a 2019 soul, inspired her and fed her with treasures of art and the glory within.
You put the hues and the soul was mine!
A woman; so fierce and so unconventional. A woman; so passionate and so captivating. A woman; an extraordinary woman.
As a lady, an artist and a lover, with head held high, you defined the meaning of feminism. Your creations, ‘The Two Fridas’, ‘Frieda and Diego Rivera’ and ‘My nurse and I’ remain the closest.
I am sitting under a starlit sky. I see a few fireflies roaming around. And amidst this stillness around me, I know what beauty means; it is not what they quote in books and it is not what they recite in the poems, it is in the depth of a soul and in the spaces beneath and in the cosmos beyond.
Magdalena Carmen Frida Kahlo y Calderon, you are beautiful!
~“I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality”~
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