Art Is Like Ham-it Nourishes People.

Through Her Paintings, She Breaks All The Taboos Of The Woman's Body And Of Female Sexuality.

July 13, 1954 Was The Most Tragic Day Of My Life. I Had Lost My Beloved Frida Forever. To Late Now I Realized That The Most Wonderful Part Of My Life Had Been My Love For Frida.

I Am An Atheist And I Consider Religions To Be A Form Of Collective Neurosis. I Am Not An Enemy Of The Catholics, As I Am Not An Enemy Of The Tuberculars, The Myopic Or The Paralytics; You Cannot Be An Enemy Of The Sick, Only Their Good Friend In Order To Help Them Cure Themselves.

I Did Not Know It Then, But Frida Had Already Become The Most Important Fact In My Life. And Would Continue To Be, Up To The Moment She Died, 27 Years Later.

An Artist Is Above All A Human Being, Profoundly Human To The Core. If The Artist Can't Feel Everything That Humanity Feels, If The Artist Isn't Capable Of Loving Until He Forgets Himself And Sacrifices Himself If Necessary, If He Won't Put Down His Magic Brush And Head The Fight Against The Oppressor, Then He Isn't A Great Artist.