Frida
Frida Kahlo. I love her. Many women love her, as do many men. But women like myself who admire Frida feel a form of admiration for her that is almost envious in nature. Yes, envious. Many of us, especially those who might visit an art model’s blog from time to time (doubt many stockbrokers or real estate agents drop by this blog very often) place high value on individualism, powerful personalities, and free thinking. These qualities foment creativity and vision. The art world, both past and present, is rife with such unique figures.
But when that figure is a woman, one as brave, passionate and liberated as Frida Kahlo, the fascination is amplified significantly. In the dark recesses of every woman’s mind – the coffee shop waitress, the schoolteacher, the suburban soccer mom, the lawyer, the nurse, the attorney, the boutique shopgirl- is that little place that fantasizes about an unconventional, defiantly nonconformist life. It’s that part of every woman that would love to be, if even for one day, Frida Kahlo. Yes, even with all her physical and emotional pain. We all have that irreverent, unshackled lioness inside us. We admire and envy Frida for throwing off those shackles, joyously and unapologetically. She had the internal “wiring” to let it loose. Too many women do not, and this is often an issue for a lot of us.
Why do I love Frida? Because she was rebellious and ferocious, witty and smart, misbehaved and lusty, insatiable and artistic, and amorous toward everything, whether it be her romances, her politics, or her native Mexico. As I improve on this blog, I thought there was no better way to embed (or try to embed) my very first video than to honor Frida Kahlo. She is absolutely mesmerizing and adorable in this footage. She makes her appearance on this blog not just because she was a Museworthy artist, but because she led a truly museworthy life. Frida will be back on these pages, you can be sure of that.
