Kahlo, Roots, 1943
Frida Kahlo was born on this date in 1907.
I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but
then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone
just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would
imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me, too. Well,
I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true
I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.
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”.
Frida Kahlo
Frida Kahlo
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