These rare photographs of Frida Kahlo (July 6, 1907–July 13, 1954) are from a show at New York’s Throckmorton Fine Art. We see the Mexican artist with her pets, feeding the ducks in her Casa Azul garden, posing with her husband Diego Rivera, and in one great photo by Florence Arquin she is encased in a plaster corset on which are drawn a foetus, a symbol of her failed pregnancies, and a hammer and sickle. In every picture Frida is composed and serene, camera-ready and magisterial.
“I warn you that in this picture I am painting of Diego there will be colors which even I am not fully acquainted with. Besides, I love Diego so much I cannot be an objective speculator of him or his life… I cannot speak of Diego as my husband because that term, when applied to him, is an absurdity. He never has been, nor will he ever be, anybody’s husband. I also cannot speak of him as my lover because to me, he transcends by far the domain of sex. And if I attempt to speak of him purely, as a soul, I shall only end up by painting my own emotions. Yet considering these obstacles of sentiment, I shall try to sketch his image to the best of my ability” – My Art, My Life: An Autobiography, by Frida Kahlo