I love you more than my own skin and even though you don’t love me the same way, you love me anyways, don’t you? And if you don’t, I’ll always have the hope that you do, and i’m satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you.
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I never knew I was a surrealist till Andre Breton came to Mexico and told me I was.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Frida Kahlo reflects on her identity as an artist, suggesting that self-awareness often comes from external recognition.
Frida Kahlo's quote highlights the notion that one's understanding of themselves as an artist can be influenced by the perceptions and insights of others. Her realization that she was a surrealist, prompted by André Breton's visit, illustrates how artistic identities are often shaped through dialogue with other artists and critics, revealing a broader perspective on one's work.
Themes
Frida KahloSurrealismIdentityArtRecognition
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used in an art class discussion to explore how artists find their identities.
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