Frida & Diego Art, love, life

Catherine Reef

Book - 2014

Explores the tumultuous lives, marriage, and work of Mexican artists Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera.

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Published
Boston : Houghton Mifflin Harcourt 2014.
Language
English
Main Author
Catherine Reef (-)
Item Description
"Clarion books."
Physical Description
168 pages : illustrations ; 26 cm
Bibliography
Includes bibliographical references (pages 150-155).
ISBN
9780547821849
  • 1. The Artists Wed
  • 2. The Curious One
  • 3. An Accidental Artist
  • 4. Reborn
  • 5. South and North of the Border Line
  • 6. Wounds
  • 7. Life's Bitterness
  • 8. Painted Bread
  • 9. Nightfall
  • 10. The Great Fiesta
  • Paintings
  • Frida Kahlo & Diego Rivera: A Timeline
  • Notes
  • Bibliography
  • Picture Credits
  • Index
Review by Booklist Review

*Starred Review* Reef profiles the lives, accomplishments, and relationship of the two most recognizable figures in Mexican art: Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera. The story opens in 1922, with Rivera painting a mural in Mexico City's National Preparatory School. Kahlo, a mischievous student before the near-fatal traffic accident that would leave her in pain for most of her life, watched the muralist work for hours. Shifting back in time, the story tells of each figure's childhood, youth, and development as an artist, giving particular attention to Rivera's years spent training in Europe and Kahlo's devotion to painting despite significant health problems. After their first marriage in 1929 (they would divorce in 1939, then remarry in 1940), the stories of their lives are intertwined in a complex, braided narrative, woven with colorful strands of their art, their politics, their romantic liaisons with others, and their intense, complicated relationship. Along the way, Reef points out each individual's artistic development and unique qualities as a painter. Archival photos and color reproductions of artworks further enhance the narrative. Writing a dual biography is challenging, but in this case, the portrayal of each person would seem incomplete without an understanding of the other. A handsome biography that is both engaging and enlightening.--Phelan, Carolyn Copyright 2010 Booklist

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Review by School Library Journal Review

Gr 7 Up-The lives of Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo were marked by exceptional artistic talent, political fervor, and an all-consuming passion for each other that even outlasted their two marriages. Private and professional heartbreak and an idiosyncratic outlook on life and the world influenced the pair's intensely personal paintings. Readers will learn much about the artists in this dual biography, including information on their numerous love affairs. Still, every relationship clarified for the couple that they couldn't really exist or produce art without the other. Superb examples of Rivera's and Kahlo's paintings are reproduced in glorious full color, replete with rich Mexican-folkloric and earth tones, and the work is filled with excellently reproduced contemporary photos that place events in historical and personal context. Striking use of color elsewhere, as on chapter-opening and back-matter pages, also figure into the handsome design. A well-rounded treatment of two giants of 20th-century art, this volume tracks the separate and combined trajectories of its subjects' lives and careers and allows for comparisons and contrasts. It is highly recommended for public and school libraries and will be useful for units on modern and Latino art and for studies of women artists.-Carol Goldman, Queens Library, NY (c) Copyright 2012. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Horn Book Review

In 1922 when famous artist Diego Rivera was hired to paint a mural in Mexico City's National Preparatory School, he met a mischievous high-school girl named Frida Kahlo. They married years later, but their relationship was not easy. Too few reproductions of Rivera's and Kahlo's art are included in the main photo-essay text; a gallery of their work is appended. Timeline. Bib., ind. (c) Copyright 2014. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

The intertwined creative and personal lives of two trailblazing artists whose lifestyles were as avant-garde as their work.The creative and personal lives of Mexican artists Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera were dramatically linked from the time they met. They initially bonded over Frida's budding attempts at painting, but they soon fell in love. Frida's life was complicated by injuries she carried from a serious streetcar accident that doctors had not expected her to survive. Diego was a complex man, devoted to his art and communist politics while unwilling to remain faithful to Frida. Their tumultuous relationship and her broken body were both important influences on Kahlo's deeply personal work, while Rivera's extensive murals and other works reflected his politics and love of the Mexican people. Reef offers a balanced and cleareyed examination of this powerful relationship, contextualizing it against the backdrop of national politics in Mexico and international change ushered in by the Great Depression and World War II. The account also cogently reveals how these shifts affected the artistic world as well. The clear narrative deftly handles complex political and artistic ideas and sheds light on how the couple's unusual connection enhanced and occasionally detracted from their work. The many photographs and examples of the artists' work neatly complement the text.Compelling reading for art lovers. (timeline, source notes, bibliography; index, not seen) (Nonfiction. 12-16) Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

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1 The Artists Wed ¡ESOS CHICOS! Those kids! How dare they play tricks on him and interrupt his work! Diego Rivera was a busy man, and an important one. He was the famous artist who had been hired in 1922 to paint a mural in the auditorium of the National Preparatory School. Black-suited teachers and city officials came often to admire his yellow-clad angels and his haloed saints looking toward the stars. Like the great muralists of the Italian Renaissance, Rivera was painting a religious subject, the Creation, although he claimed not to believe in God. So why must he put up with these teenagers--these troublemakers--stealing his lunch and rubbing soap on the stairs? How they would giggle to see his great globe of a belly bouncing down the steps. Well, he would tread carefully. These young people studied at Mexico City's finest high school, but they knew nothing about respect. The worst one was that girl Frida Kahlo, the one whose face shone with mischief. She liked to spy on him while he romanced his pretty models. She would wait until he leaned in for a kiss to shout from her hiding place, "On guard, Diego! Here comes Lupe!" Rivera was soon to marry the striking Lupe Marín, who often kept him company while he painted. This girl even had the nerve to call him by his first name. But she admired his painting; he could tell. Once, when he was working late, she pushed too hard against the auditorium door and almost fell into the room. Straightening up and smoothing her schoolgirl's dress, she asked, "Would it cause you any annoyance if I watched you at work?" Intrigued, Rivera replied that to the contrary, he would be charmed. So Frida sat for three hours, following every stroke of the artist's brush. Then she said good night and left. Recalling that evening much later, Rivera remarked, "I had no idea that she would one day be my wife." They met again several years later. No one knows exactly how. One friend remembered them meeting at a party; another friend insisted things happened differently. Frida and Diego both liked to tell the same story, though. It was 1928, and Rivera was finishing an immense project, 124 murals in Mexico's Ministry of Education. Scenes of people at play and at work lined the open corridors around the building's courtyards. He had painted los tejedores, weavers at their looms, and los alfareros, potters molding jugs. Villages and landscapes spanned doorways. Peasants' portraits and images drawn from myth adorned stairways and elevators. Rivera was balanced high on a wooden scaffold, applying pigment to wet plaster on a third-floor balcony wall, when a voice broke his concentration. "¡Diego, baje!" ("Come down!") He peered at the speaker standing below. Who was this bold young woman? Rivera had an eye for female beauty. He quickly took in a "fine nervous body, topped by a delicate face." The speaker wore her dark hair long, and her eyes flashed with uncommon fire. She was twenty-one and spoke and stood with confidence, but it took great energy for her to hold herself together. Three years before, her body had been pierced and shattered in a horrific accident. Her doctors had expected her to die, but she lived. She had only recently left her bed and started venturing into Mexico City again. Rivera climbed down. More than six feet tall, he loomed over the girl when standing beside her. But she, undaunted, got right to the point. "Look, I have not come to flirt with you or anything," she said, aware of his reputation. She had been painting, she explained, and she wanted him to see what she had done. "If it interests you, tell me so; if it doesn't interest you, likewise, so that I can work at something else." She showed him three or four canvases, all portraits of women. They were a beginner's work, but Rivera saw in them "a vital sensuality, complemented by a merciless yet sensitive power of observation." He concluded, "It was obvious to me that this girl was an authentic artist." He was tempted to heap praise on her work, but fearing she might think him false, he put it simply: "In my opinion, no matter how difficult it is for you, you must continue to paint." The girl asked him to come and see her other paintings, and she told him her name: Frida Kahlo. Where had Rivera heard that name before? Of course! This was the schoolgirl who had teased him back in 1922. Seeing recognition on Rivera's face, Kahlo quickly said, "Yes, so what? I was the girl in the auditorium, but that has absolutely nothing to do with now." So on the following Sunday, his next day off, Rivera knocked on the door of a blue house in a sleepy suburb called Coyoacán, where dogs and chickens wandered the streets. He spent the afternoon looking at Frida's paintings and savoring her delightful presence. "Frida had already become the most important fact in my life," he said. Diego began coming often to the blue house. At other times, Frida sat with him while he painted. Soon, the two planned to marry, but the thought of having Diego Rivera as a son-in-law horrified Frida's parents. Rivera was divorced and a communist; and not only was he more than twice Frida's size, he was also, at forty-two, twice her age. "It was like a marriage between an elephant and a dove," they lamented. But then, Frida's father, Guillermo Kahlo, gave the matter some thought. He took Rivera aside. "Note well, my daughter is a sick person, and all her life she will be sick," he warned. Sick people run up medical bills, and Frida's would become her husband's to pay. "Think it over, and if you want to marry, I give my permission," Guillermo Kahlo said. Rivera thought it over, and he did. The couple married on August 21, 1929, with the mayor of Coyoacán performing the service. The wedding "was celebrated in a very cordial atmosphere and with all modesty," according to the local newspaper. The bride wore a print dress, pearls, and a large rebozo, or shawl. The groom had traded his vast denim overalls for a suit and tie. When he posed with Frida for the wedding photograph, he held his mammoth Stetson hat at his side. Rivera's artist friends liked to have a good time, and during the celebration that followed the ceremony, people drank too much tequila. At one point, the revelers danced their way up to a rooftop, where a woman's underwear had been hung out to dry. Lupe Marín even showed up. Rivera's ex-wife brazenly lifted Frida's skirt and announced to the crowd, "You see these two sticks? These are the legs Diego has now instead of mine!" When Diego pulled out a pistol and started shooting, Frida returned to her family in tears. Her husband showed up at the blue house several days later, finally ready to apologize, and took her home to begin their life together. They married for love, but they soon discovered that love makes demands. It asked more of them than they were able to give. They found happiness together, but they also found heartache. Yet if there were times when they failed each other as human beings, they never did so as artists. Each respected the other's talent; each championed the other's work. Each one also painted the other. Frida painted Diego as a giant of a man wearing brown shoes that were twenty times larger than her own. Diego painted Frida as a red-shirted communist handing out bayonets to an imagined workers' army. Frida painted Diego as someone who was so much on her mind that his image bled through onto her forehead. He painted her as a face in a crowd. They painted each other, and they painted themselves. Kahlo painted herself with flowers in her hair and wearing a necklace of thorns. She painted her body cracked open and studded with nails, because she lived in pain. She painted herself with monkeys, with parrots, and as a deer with arrows piercing its flesh. She painted her heavy eyebrows as the open wings of a swallow. Her greatest subject was herself. Frida Kahlo was "an artist who tore open her chest and heart to reveal the biological truth of her feelings," said Rivera. Rivera painted himself as a young artist in a Spanish café, his face shadowed by a broad hat. He painted himself as an aging man with drooping eyelids, with gravity pulling his flesh toward the earth. But more often he looked outside of himself. He covered walls with expansive scenes of the present, past, or future. He filled every bit of space in these great murals with people, animals, plants, and machines. Diego Rivera was "the eternally curious one," said Frida Kahlo. "The whole of life continues to interest, to amaze him, with its changeability, and everything surprises him with its beauty." Excerpted from Frida and Diego: Art, Love, Life by Catherine Reef All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.