Friday, December 8, 2017

A Poem to Diego Rivera from Frida Kahlo

Not your typical example of art by Diego Rivera.

Diego.
Truth is, so great, that I wouldn’t like to speak,
or sleep, or listen, or love.
To feel myself trapped, with no fear of blood,
outside time and magic, within your own fear,
and your great anguish,
and within the very beating of your heart.
All this madness, if I asked it of you, I know, in your silence,
there would be only confusion.
I ask you for violence, in the nonsense, and you,
you give me grace, your light and your warmth.
I’d like to paint you, but there are no colors,
because there are so many, in my confusion,
the tangible form of my great love.


— Frida Kahlo


Arguably one of Mexico's most famous muralists, Diego Rivera's love and life with Frida Kahlo has eclipsed his art in death. Born this day in 1886, Rivera would paint murals in Mexico City, San Francisco, Detroit, and New York City among other cities. Curiously, Kahlo was his third of Rivera's four wives.

The photo accompanying this piece is of Rivera's, Jacques Lipchitz (Portrait of a Young Man) that hangs at the Museum of Modern Art (MOMA) in New York City. Jacques Lipchitz himself was a famous artists known for his cubist sculptures. MOMA first brought attention to Rivera's art to a wider American audience with a retrospective in 1931, two years after the museum opened its doors.