October 6, 2009
“Frida’s Feet” : After talking a little bit about Frida yesterday, today’s doodle is from my favorite Frida Kahlo painting – “What the Water Gave Me.” Hrm. The image I was working from was mirrored. Weird. I went and found the one copy of this online that was reversed L-R. Ha. Oh well, the only major detail that this affects in my little doodle is the stopper. And the injured/healthy feet, but that for some reason doesn’t bug me as much as the stopper pointing the wrong way.
September 3, 2009
My dearest Kat is in town!!! And I got my new laptop in the mail today!!! Zomg!!! This is the most exciting Day-Before-My-Birthday ever!!! We went around “Downcity” Providence to a few cute places including the oh-so-amazing Craftland and Oop! There’s a preponderance of awesome merch relating to Little Rhody. If you need a pair of underpants that say “Providence” with the little RI state anchor on them, I know where you can get them. We’re really big on state pride up here, and I’m really big on my little city.
Awesome sightings at Craftland:
Frida & Diego finger puppets!
Octopus card! Kat bought this for me because it is so awesome.
Elephant bib! I’d buy this, but then my hypothetical baby could never wear it because I’d be upset if s/he got it dirty.
From Oop! – this plate is the epitome of greatness. Peace sign. Elephant. Octopus. Too bad it’s for “children.”
June 12, 2009
I truly, truly love Frida Kahlo. If it weren’t for Mark Rothko’s paintings being a total spiritual experience to see in person, she would definitely be my “Favorite Artist.” If it weren’t for the total magical immersion of The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, the fictional auto-biography The Incantation of Frida K would be my favorite book. This favorite thing is tricky. I need sub-categories. “Favorite woman artist who was generally kickass and whose paintings haunt and fascinate me.” There we go. I feel a sort of kinship with Frida that I don’t feel for any other artist, partly because of her medical condition (not that I’m saying that what I go through can even compare, but that I can relate to starting behind the 8 ball, so to speak), and partly… I don’t know… there’s just something. She’s a kindred spirit for me. A cranky, self-righteous, queer kindred spirit.
I’ve never seen one of Frida’s works in person – I should get on that – but I’ve read every word by and about her that has crossed my path. Her diary is incredible and awe-inspiring, not just for her talent, but for the perfect ordinariness of it. As remarkable as she is and as unbelievable as her life and antics seem from a distance, she was just a woman living her life. Her messed-up revolutionary life. Drawing doodles.
The biography by Hayden Herrera (on which the movie is based) is of course, fabulous. A bit dry, as biographies of that caliber often are, but quite good reading on its own merits. The Incantation of Frida K by Kate Bravermann is an amazing, amazing character study. Having never known Frida personally, I can’t say if it’s accurate or not, but it certainly feels accurate. Lastly, Frida, by Bárbara Mujica, which I just finished reading, is a terrific blend of the two. It’s a fictional biography from the perspective of Frida’s younger sister, Cristina, which stays fairly close to the linear narrative of Frida’s life and also captures her larger-than-life personality from the point of view of someone she loved who felt totally overshadowed by her presence. I would definitely recommend this over Herrera’s biography for someone who was looking for a good book about Frida, but not necessarily interested in the nitty-gritty details.