I was almost finished with this painting when I read this excerpt from Frida Kahlo's diary In "The Camera Seduced" the Frida Kahlo Memoir by Elena Poniatowska with photo essay by Carla Stellweg
The Frida inside is only known to me. only I can tolerate her. She weeps, she has fever, she is in heat, she's ferocious, full of desires for a man, for a woman, desire that exhausts. Desire wears you down, empties you, makes you useless. I lost my life and regained it many times. Life came back drop by drop as if by transfusion, a kiss from Diego, his mouth on mine. Life left me again in another operation. During thirty years I have had thirty two operations. In the last one they amputated my leg. "Feet why do I need them if I have wings to fly"
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