The Artist Must Try To Raise The

Art Is Like Ham-it Nourishes People.

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.

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.

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

Only The Work Of Art Itself Can Raise The Standard Of Taste.