Today is Frida Kahlo’s 106th birthday.
She was a painter, a lover and a goddess.
She’s my personal saint.
My alcoholic, morphine addicted, bad tempered saint.
Flawed and sick and perfect… just like the rest of us.
Some interesting links regarding this fine example of a human being:
A handwritten letter in slightly broken English with Frida’s iconic lipstick.
Pages from her diary expressing her all-consuming love for Diego.
Marty McConnell wrote this amazing poem in the voice of Frida and really captured her spirit.
A quick bio and a photo gallery.
And my personal ode to Frida.
Happy Birthday mi amiga!
