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The painter and artist Frida Kahlo He was born on July 6, 1907, in Coyocoán, Mexico City, Mexico. Considered one of the greatest Mexican artists of all time, Frida Kahlo began painting after she was seriously injured in a bus accident.
Later Frida became a very active feminist and he married the communist artist Diego Rivera in 1929. He exhibited his paintings, with numerous self-portraits, in Paris and Mexico shortly before his death in 1954.
She is still admired today for being one of the greatest Mexican painters, her work being a metaphorical document of her life. His work is admired and valued both in Mexico and in the rest of the world, and is recognized for being a feminist icon of his country.
The best phrases of Frida Kahlo
If I could give you one thing in life, I would like to give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then will you realize how special you are to me.
As always, when I move away from you, I take your world and your life in my gut, and that is what I cannot recover from.
It was a lonely flower, joyful butterfly you settled there; then the pollen of another more fragrant flower called, and the butterfly flew.
What is my way? Wait? Forget you? Do what you do, go in the arms of one and the other, today sleep with someone tomorrow with a different one?
The only good thing I have is that I'm starting to get used to suffering ...
I drink to forget, but now ... I don't remember what.
There are some who are born with a star and other stars, and although you do not want to believe it, I am one of the most starry…
Man owns his destiny and his destiny is the earth and he himself is destroying it until he runs out of destiny.
To wallow one's suffering is to risk being devoured from within.
Sometimes I prefer to talk to workers and masons than to those stupid people who call themselves educated people.
Who would say that the spots live and help to live? Ink, blood, smell ... What would I do without the absurd and the fleeting?
Life insists on being my friend and destiny my enemy.
Tree of hope, stand firm.
I tried to drown my pains, but they learned to swim.
Where you can't love, don't delay.
I live every day hoping to see you come back ... and every night knowing you're not.
Pain is not part of life, it can become life itself.
What doesn't kill me feeds me.
Can you invent verbs? I want to tell you one: I love you, so my wings spread enormously to love you without measure.
I love you more than my own skin.
I wanted to drown my sorrows in liquor, but the damned learned to swim.
Whenever I talk to you, I end up dying more, a little more.
Although I said I love you many and have had appointments and kissed others, deep down I have only loved you ...
I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
And you well know that the sexual attractiveness in women ends up voilately, and then they have nothing left in their heads to be able to defend themselves in this filthy life of hell.
I suffered two serious accidents in my life, one in which a bus knocked me down ... the other accident is Diego!
Each (tic-tac) is a second of life that passes, flees, and does not repeat itself. And there is so much intensity in it, so much interest, that the problem is just knowing how to live it. Let each one solve as he can.
The devil is blond and in his blue eyes two stars lit the love, with his tie and his red panties, the devil seems charming to me.
I look forward to the departure and I hope never to return.
You may expect to hear from me regrets of 'how much you suffer' living with a man like Diego. But I don't think that the margins of a river suffer from letting it run.
Beauty and ugliness are a mirage because others end up seeing our interior.
Feet, why do I want them if I have wings to fly?
You deserve the best of the best because, you are one of those few people who, in this miserable world, remain honest with themselves and that is the only thing that really counts.
Doctor if you let me drink this tequila, I promise you not to drink at my funeral.
I love you ... thank you because you live, because yesterday you let me touch your most intimate light and because you said with your voice and your eyes what I expected all my life.
I feel that from our place of origin we have been together, that we are of the same matter, of the same waves, that we carry within the same sense.
Do not let the tree that loves you so much thirst, that treasured your seed, that crystallized your life at six in the morning. Do not let the tree of which you are sun thirst.
Never in a lifetime, I will forget your presence. You took me in a shattered and returned me whole, whole.
My blood is a miracle that, from my veins crosses the air from my heart to yours.
I would like to give you everything you would never have had, and you would not even know the wonder of being able to love you.
Mexico is as always, disorganized and given to the devil, only the immense beauty of the land and the Indians remains.
I paint self-portraits because I am alone for a long time. I paint myself, because I am the one I know best.
I feel that I loved you always, since you were born, and before, when they conceived you. And sometimes I feel you were born to me.
I used to think that I was the strangest person in the world, but then I thought, there are many people like that in the world, there has to be someone like me, who feels bizarre and damaged in the same way I feel. I imagine her, and I imagine that she must also be around thinking about me. Well, I hope that if you are there and you read this, you know that, yes, it is true, I am here, I am as strange as you.