Frida Kahlo Museum...Journey through art and life...

                                         


                                                        FRIDA KAHLO......THE  WOMAN OF  SUBSTANCE......


Hello all  today my blog fells  emotional...Much awaited and  anticipated. The  journey of   Frida  kahlo

Well being a new  girl in the  city...I  did not have  any  sort of idea  about  the legendary Frida  Kahlo...What I can say...A women...A  feminist...A revolutionist..A bravo..A  fashionista..and AN ARTIST.....BORN ARTIST..

I am a die  hard fan of  art and  visiting the  exotic Museum of  Frida  Kahlo's  house...Better the BLUE  HOUSE..aka....LA  CASA DE  AZUL...(spanish)..made  me  mad  like  anything.Though its too  late  to  blog  down about her but pardon,,,Now  I will let you ride a rollercoaster of Frida's Journey...

Frida was an enormous  painter ,an  artist who  was  born in 1907 and she was a Mexican indeed..Living her  whole  life  in the  hearts of  this  city she  has bestowed her  everything here..Through her  art  and  messages..At her teenage ..she was  broken  with an accident where a  bus  collides in the  street of  Mexico..Several  peoples were  injured and it  left Frida with several fatal injuries..an iron handrail impaled her through pelvis fracturing bone...arms ..ribs and  collarbone..She  was initially  hospitalized but after several  medications  she  became little  bit better after that incident...the  sense of  handicapp was  growing slowly but a  pencil and  a paper became  her  best  friend then..

Frida was  born in a  family where  her  father  was a renowned  photographer.and  she  had  two  sisters..Being a  joveal and an energetic  girl she  never  gave  up..

But the  accident smashed  her  dream of  becoming  doctor..She  suffered  from  serious  fatigue till  many  years,, and she  used  to wear a plaster  corset  which can be  seen still  today  in Frida's house..
The  Xray report also  identified the displacement of  three  vertebrae..

But the  bravo  Frida was  not a girl  to  give up ...She  started moving her  career  into  medical illustrator that  combined  both science  and  art...Being an activist she joined Mexican Communist  party..And  from there  her new  era  began,,,DIEGO RIVERA....

Diego Rivera was none  other  than the  most notable famous  artist and a  Communist  leader..His  work paved  Frida and  frida  asked  him to  judge her  paintings  so  that  she  could pursue  her  career in that,,Being a  fab of  Diego Frida was  moved  by  this  person and slowly their  chemistry became the  talk of  the  town ...

Diego was 42  years then ..much  senior  to  Frida and  he  was  famous for being a WOMANIZER...Having two  wives...Diego yet  married  Frida..And the couple was called  as AN ELEPHANT WITH THE DOVE..

Frida and her  paintings spoke  much  about the  silence that was  with her..Her paintings were  praised all  over then,..Diego was  bowled over her art and creations...Despite an artist Frida was a  fashion designer and a  fashionista..Her sense  of  dressing was amazing...

At a  glance  i was  bowled over into the museum ...At that era...how  come one  woman can be  so so  creative..despite being physically  handicapp..Truth  are the  words that mental strength is the  biggest  strength,,,

The  concept of  puppet dance was created by  Frida..

Being a woman of  substance and being a loving  wife ...Frida was  never happy  with her lovelife..Its  very  sad that as  Diego was a  Womanizer who had  plenty of  relationships  but  still Frida was special and  respectful in his  eyes  as  always..

Then came a time  when Frida and  Diego got  seperated but destiny had  planned  something new..Few years later they  got  married  once again and THE  BLUE  HOUSE became the last place to breathe infor these  two  artists ...One  can go  mad  after visiting  around the  whole  house

Its  true  that  artists never  die...I  got  emotional  while feeling her..The  colours..the.brushes...the  puppets and  the  place where  Frida  used  to Paint was so lively..

In her last  counting days  she was getting worse and  it was  the  year  1954 when she  got  stuck to  severe  illness and  that caused her  death into....She  was  47  years  old,.During her era...she  became  one  of the  most renowned  artists  of  the  world..Her  paintings  were  applauded all  over..

This   specific  picture painted by  her was a resemblance to  herself...The  pain of getting  broken  down  day  by  day...Once Frida  said..."I  paint myself because I am so  often alone"

Every person has  some  quotes in their life..But  Frida was an example  with herself..She  often said, "Why i need a  feet when I have wings to  fly"

Yes She  is alive...She  is  alive  with her  creations .and  in THE BLUE  HOUSE....

ART NEVER  DIES...SO AS  ARTISTS  NEVER  DIES..