Mexican painter (1907–1954)
Frida Kahlo (6 July 1907 – 13 July 1954) was a Mexican painter. She was married to cubist painter Diego Rivera.
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Alternative Names:
Frida Kahlo Calderón
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Frida Rivera-Kahlo
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Magdalena Carmen Frieda Kahlo y Calderon
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Magdalena Carmen Frida Kahlo Calderon
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Frida Kahlo Calderon
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Magdalena Carmen Frida Kahlo y Calderon
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Frida Khalo
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Magdalena Carmen Frida Kahlo Calderón
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De Rivera Kahlo
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Frida Kahlo de Rivera
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Frida Kahlo De Rivera
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Magdalena Carmen Frida Kahlo y Calderón
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Frida Rivera
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Mrs. Diego Rivera
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Kahlo
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Until always and forever. Now in 1944. After all the hours lived through. The vectors continue in their original direction. Nothing stops them. With no more knowledge than live emotion. With no other wish than to go on until they meet. Slowly. With great unease, but with the certainty that all is guided by the "golden section". There is cellular arrangement. There is movement. There is light. All centers are the same. Folly doesn’t exist. We are the same as we were and as we will be. Not counting on idiotic destiny.
I have not forgotten you — the nights are long and difficult. You too know that all my eyes see, all touch with myself, from any distance, is you. The caress of fabrics, the color of colors, the wires, the nerves, the pencils, the leaves, the dust, the cells, the war and the sun, everything experienced in the minutes of the non-clocks and the non-calendars and the empty non-glances, is you. You felt it, that’s why you let that ship take me away from Le Havre where you never said good-bye to me. I will write to you with my eyes, always. For you is all.
A vida é cruel por ter inventado a memória. Como os velhos que recobram em matizes suas lembranças mais antigas, à beira da morte minha memória gravita em torno do sol, e como ele clareia tudo! Tudo é presente, nada está perdido. É como uma força oculta que nos impele para nos estimular de novo: diante da evidência de que não mais haverá futuro, o passado se amplifica, suas raízes engrossam, tudo em mim é rizosfera, as cores se cristalizam sobre cada estrato, a mais insignificante imagem toca o seu absoluto, o coração bate em crescendo.