Though I have one more assignment to file related to Frida Kahlo— a 1,200 word feature for an in-flight magazine about Frida’s Mexico City– with this weekend’s opening of “Frida Kahlo: Art, Garden, Life,” an exhibit whose development I’ve been following for nearly a year, I feel like I’m beginning to say a slow good-bye to someone who has been my constant companion for a long while.
There was a piece for Bio.com about Frida’s and Diego’s America; a longform piece for Contributoria about Frida’s enduring appeal; an article for FOX News Latino about the Frida-Diego show at the Detroit Institute of Arts; and two pieces for Remezcla, one about Frida’s love letters to José Bartolí and another about how Frida’s image gets used in fashion and other product placement.
While working on these assignments, I reread work by and about Kahlo and found several texts I’d somehow missed in my nearly two decade long interest in Kahlo, among them Frida’s Fiestas and Self-Portrait in a Velvet Dress. I thought it wasn’t possible to learn more about her.
I was wrong.
Spending so much time with one subject, albeit one who is no longer living, and to have so many assignments about her has been gratifying, a writer’s dream, really. I feel like I’m at the end of this run, though, and will soon be saying a temporary farewell to move on to other projects.