Just got back from the amazing Frida Kahlo exhibit at the Walker. I wanted to stay longer to stare at lots of the paintings, especially this one, but it was too crowded. That’s what we get for waiting until the last minute.
However, being in the presence of such strong, fearless work made me wonder: Would I have had the courage to swim against the mainstream if I were born then? I like to think so, but honestly, I feel grateful to live in a time when it’s acceptable to be a strong, creative woman who doesn’t exactly fit the mold.