ARTZILA

I promised you a happy ending but that didn’t happen. Bedridden and in horrible pain, addicted to painkillers, she died at the age of 47. This is about as close as I could get to a happy positive painting. Frida becomes one with nature. She nourishes the earth and in turn is nourished by it. You can ALMOST detect a smile on her face.

 

I will be gone for the month of September.

 

August 29, 2014

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