{"id":2714,"date":"2012-11-10T08:11:37","date_gmt":"2012-11-10T12:11:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/arts.umich.edu\/ink\/?p=2714"},"modified":"2013-02-23T04:57:55","modified_gmt":"2013-02-23T08:57:55","slug":"frida-kahlo-depression-and-art","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/2012\/11\/10\/frida-kahlo-depression-and-art\/","title":{"rendered":"Frida Kahlo, Depression, and Art"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Frida Kahlo: one of the loveliest women to have ever existed.<\/p>\n<p>As a woman with severe depression and anxiety and other mental fuck-ery who paints her nightmares, I&#8217;ve been inspired by Frida in a way that &#8220;normal&#8221; people can&#8217;t empathize with. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I&#8217;m nowhere near as talented, intelligent, or wholly beautiful as Frida is but when I look at her life, I feel hope, rather than pity at the travesty her human experience was.<\/p>\n<figure class=\"thumbnail wp-caption aligncenter\" style=\"width: 430px\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"  \" title=\"Self-Portrait with Thorn Necklace, Hummingbird, and Unibrow\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-EISFIzThtdc\/T_RiUaNTqZI\/AAAAAAAAAlc\/bVE3CDWPLRU\/s1600\/kahlo_selfPortrait_with_necklace_of_thorns_and_hummingbird.jpg\" alt=\"Created in 1940, it is one of my favorite paintings ever.\" width=\"420\" height=\"546\" \/><figcaption class=\"caption wp-caption-text\">Self-Portrait with Thorn Necklace, Hummingbird, and Unibrow, created in 1940<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>On Halloween, I acted on a recent whim to dress like her and made a thorn necklace and dressed as Frida from her <em>Self-Portrait with Thorn Necklace, Hummingbird, and Unibrow<\/em>. It&#8217;s not only one of my favorite paintings but one of my favorite paintings <strong><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">ever<\/span><\/strong>. When I look at this painting, I see myself. I see my blood where the thorns pierce my neck and I see the beauty around me and the sadness in me. An indescribable sensation of relief washes over me as I realize that someone so famous, loved, and even revered has felt the what I have felt and perhaps that is why art itself is so appealing: there is a spiritual and intellectual connection between the audience and the artist and we feel compelled the same way the artist was when they created their work.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m reading a book right now called <em>A First Rate Madness: Uncovering Links Between Leadership and Mental Illness<\/em>. Reading it is like looking at a work by Frida. The description of historical leaders and innovators who have turned their experiences into something creative, beautiful, and brilliant is inspirational to no end; once convinced that my condition was hopeless and my life was futureless, I now dare to think that perhaps not all is lost. And I feel hope. Which is all we ever need, right?<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t want to turn this blog post into a corny mush fest, inviting everyone to turn negative experiences into something positive and then give examples of people who have done this in the past. I&#8217;ve heard enough of those condescending, douche-bag lectures for several lifetimes. I just want to thank the likes of Frida Kahlo and Van Gogh for showing me that beauty was possible in places of utter ugliness and despair. I want to thank them for not just instilling emotion in me but for understanding me. I want to thank Frida for being so fucking smart and independent and \u00c2\u00a0awesome and providing me with an actual role model: someone who was completely different and okay with that.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Frida Kahlo: one of the loveliest women to have ever existed. As a woman with severe depression and anxiety and other mental fuck-ery who paints her nightmares, I&#8217;ve been inspired by Frida in a way that &#8220;normal&#8221; people can&#8217;t empathize with. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I&#8217;m nowhere near as talented, intelligent, or wholly beautiful as [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":69,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2714"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/69"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2714"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2714\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3313,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2714\/revisions\/3313"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2714"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2714"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2714"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}