Here in Mexico, images of Frida Kahlo are everywhere. She peers from the shelves and walls of tourist shops where her image is emblazoned on handbags, t-shirts, masks, and children’s toys. In the homes of friends, Frida is on tissue boxes and table cloths, refrigerator magnets and matchboxes. So ubiquitous are images of her face that I occasionally feel as if she is watching me.
On a recent trip to Mexico City, I visited the … Read more “In Mexico with Frida Kahlo”