Frida: "Love or death will turn me into a flower"

Immanuel 2022-12-04 23:47:10

Nude, erotic, panting, disheveled.

Frida smelled of sex all over her body.

Sigmund Freud, the founder of the psychoanalytic school, attributed a kind of sexual force and libido, that is, an intrinsic, primary kinetic energy and power of sexual instinct to "libido". Frida Kahlo's biographical film Frida Kahlo is undoubtedly full of passionate expressions of this power.

Zhou Guoping mentioned in "Five Questions on Sex" that "a truly attractive woman, her charm can not only conquer men, but also women. Because she has both sexual charm and human charm", I deeply think Of course. At the weekly bohemian party held at Tina Modotti's house, Frida's eyes wandered on the back and slender waist that could not be wrapped under the cutout dress of the female photographer, and the wine bottle in her hand Drink up, smile wanton, desire at a glance. Then the music and dance steps sounded, and the ambiguity spread between the movements of the two women, attracting, approaching, touching, intertwining breath, tapping her index finger between her collarbone, and finally ending with a kiss, the audience was dumbfounded by the sexy. No wonder some people say dance is the body language closest to sex.

It should be expected that Diego Rivera, who believes in "intercourse as casual as poop" and "sex is just like shaking hands with a little force", and the bold and enthusiastic Frida, will not be just comrades and comrades. Their union is evenly matched, an adventure and a radical burrowing head-first into their marriage knowing that the marriage is full of mutual torture. A 46-year-old elephant, a 22-year-old pigeon, a fat and huge, twice divorced and romantic communist muralist, a charming and charming little painter with broken eyebrows, Frida in a long green dress and a red shawl sitting On Diego, it was like sitting on a sofa chair with brown bear fur. After the marriage, Diego went to Wushan with Frida's sister Christina on the front foot, and Frida had a lingering relationship with Diego's friend and political idol leader Trotsky on the back foot. She said that this was for her husband. revenge. "I've been tormented by two things in my life," she once said, "one was the car accident...and the other was Diego."

I have to admit that sex is a classic motif for human beings, and people keep it secret and flock to it. Less is art and more is pornography. Art is on the left and pornography is on the right. Wang Xiaobo's "Golden Age" was once too explicit to be published. Lou Ye's "Summer Palace" was banned because the plot was out of line. Zhang Ailing's "Agarwood Crumbs. The Second Incense" told the tragedy of lack of sex education. Western films such as "The Reader", "Eyes Wide Shut", and "Bitter Moon" almost all use sex as a breakthrough to show a larger human nature.

Also by Eileen Chang, in "Red Rose and White Rose", Wang Jiaorui and Meng Yanli seem to be able to see the echoes of Freud from afar. Compared. When I first read it, I thought that the red and white roses are just the difference between warm and quiet daughters. As Lin Helian said, "Girls, each has its own way of being beautiful", just to highlight the man's unkindness and what he can't get. There is always a commotion, and those who are favored have nothing to fear, but they are not. Wang Jiaorui wears loose robes, damp green, dripping hair, either anger or tenderness, daring to love and hate, without concealing her desire and desire for the person she loves, while Meng Yanli is a general, boring and bleak, Faintly emits a faint blue light. Wang and Meng are clearly victorious in my heart, and the balance of preference is extremely skewed. The most essential part of human beings is the vitality. Because of the existence of libido, there is a morbid romance of looking at the jacket of a man who loves him and smoking his unfinished cigarettes. I love and yearn for the free life of beating. The life of the man who is like a man in a cocoon is abominable and pitiful. After marrying Miss Meng, Tong Zhenbao cried out in his heart, "I have to smash him, I have to smash him!", what does he want to smash? He wanted to smash this stagnant life, and he wanted to see a trace of turmoil and color in his wife and his family. Zhenbao is a man who needs libido, he is a man who wants to feel alive.

The protagonist group who suffers from AIDS in the musical "Rent a House" dances on a long square table to pay tribute to Bohemia, breaking taboos and full of metaphors full of yearning for life, freedom and love to the death; Liao Yimei Ma Luwei, a rhino breeder trapped by love in his famous work "Rhino in Love", recited a poem: "All black things have become black ink compared to you and you are ashamed, and all ignorant birds and beasts are ashamed because they cannot speak. Desperate to give out your name", the love revealed is humble but romantic; the peasant woman poet Yu Xiuhua was born with a song "Through Most of China to Sleep with You", she said, "Actually, sleeping with you and being slept with you are the same It’s almost the same as / The force of the collision of two bodies is nothing but the flower that this force urges / It is nothing but the virtual spring made by this flower that makes us mistakenly think that life has been reopened” In the bold verse, the collision of the body and the soul Why doesn't the relationship prove that sex and love are inseparable? Without libido, there would be no life, without life, there would be no desire and passion, without the violent pouring of fire, there would be no love--to love people and things, to smile and to cry, to love sweetness and to suffer, to love The whole world the whole life.

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Frida quotes

  • Frida Kahlo: At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.

  • Diego Rivera: There was this skinny kid with these eyebrows shouting up at me, "Diego, I want to show you my paintings!" But, of course, she made me come down to her, and I did, and I've never stopped looking. But I want to speak about Frida not as her husband, but as an artist. I admire her. Her work is acid and tender... hard as steel... and fine as a butterfly's wing. Loveable as a smile... cruel as... the bitterness of life. I don't believe... that ever before has a women put such agonized poetry on canvas.

    Frida Kahlo: [as she's brought into the gallery] Shut up, panzon. Who died?

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