Frida Kahlo Quotes

I was already interested in painting when I was about twelve. I was about fifteen when I began to draw. I have the first drawing, a self-portrait that I did in 1925 [in fact she did this self-portrait in 1927 and gave it to a grade-school friend and wrote above her drawn head: 'Here I am sending you my portrait, so you will remember me'] I began to paint after the [bus] accident, I made the self-portrait with the clouds and the portraits of Adriana Kahlo, Lira, Alicia Galant, Christina Kahlo and Agustin Olmedo. All, more or less, are from the same period. With the last ones, I was wearing the cast corset [because of her injury by the bus accident in 1925 with her boy-friend Gomez Arias]. I would get out of the bed and paint at night. (1950)

The industrial part of Detroit is really the most interesting side, otherwise it’s like the rest of the United States, ugly and stupid.

I paint flowers so they will not die.

Te vas? No. Alas rotas.

I’ll try out the pencils
sharpened to the point of infinity
which always sees ahead:

Green — good warm light

Magenta — Aztec. old TLAPALI
blood of prickly pear, the
brightest and oldest

[Brown — ] color of mole, of leaves becoming
earth

[Yellow — ] madness sickness fear
part of the sun and of happiness

[Blue — ] electricity and purity love

[Black — ] nothing is black — really nothing

[Olive — ] leaves, sadness, science, the whole
of Germany is this color

[Yellow — ] more madness and mystery
all the ghosts wear
clothes of this color, or at
least their underclothes

[Dark blue — ] color of bad advertisements
and of good business

[Blue — ]distance. Tenderness
can also be this blue
blood?

I don't give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am ... You are a shit.

I love you more than my own skin.

Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. Tragedy is the most ridiculous thing.

..when I had my imaginary friend I would look out of the small glass panes of the window and fill them with steam. Then, I would draw a little window and go out through it. Opposite our house, there was a milk store that was named Pinzon, and I would travel from the little window through the "o" in Pinzon, and from there into the center of the earth, where I had my friend, and we would dance and play.. .I do not remember my friend's house, and she had no name. She was like me in age. She had no face. The truth is, I do not remember if she had a face or not, and she was very lively. I could not describe her. (9 September 1950)

Nada es más valioso que la risa. Se requiere de fuerza para reír y abandonarse a uno, para ser ligera. La tragedia es lo más ridículo.

¿se pueden inventar verbos? quiero decirte uno: yo te cielo, así mis alas se extienden enormes para amarte sin medida... somos de las misma materia, de las mismas ondas...

Я пыталась утолить свои печали, но эти ублюдки научились плавать.

¿Se pueden inventar verbos?
Quiero decirte uno: Yo te cielo, así mis alas se extienden enormes para amarte sin medida

I want to be inside your darkest everything

I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of “madness”. Then: I’d arrange flowers, all day long, I’d paint; pain, love and tenderness, I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity of others, and they would all say: “Poor thing, she’s crazy!” (Above all I would laugh at my own stupidity.) I would build my world which while I lived, would be in agreement with all the worlds. The day, or the hour, or the minute that I lived would be mine and everyone else’s - my madness would not be an escape from “reality”.