Here's my completed piece I call it Freda Dear Freda, because in this painting she is holding her pet fawn. Did you all know she had a pet Fawn? Well she did and I may be the first to have drawn it in her arms. Not sure if she ever held it like this but in my mind she must have wanted to they are so cute!
I had to capture some of the other things she loved as well... like her monkeys, Parrots and Diego her husband.
Here it is from the top looking down you can see from this perspective I painted the wrapped canvas edges so that there's no need to frame this piece it stands alone. It's 16x20" 's and 1 & 3/4 inches deep.
I also included a Paradise flower which she also painted and to add a sense of balance to the piece the curled monkey tail.
Not sure if Diego ever wore striped twill pants but in my painting he does. I thought of adding a cumerbun which he did wear at times but decided my painting was already detailed enough!!! You can see Fredas' ciggerette dwindling smoke and she really did smoke. Back then noone knew how bad it was but she died from her own sufferrings anyways so the smoke is not what killed Dear Freda.
Just a closer view.
Closer still, sometimes Freda painted men unshaven or with their five O'clock shadows. I didn't see any of Diego like that so not sure he had to shave much. He seemed cleaner shaven then Freda did to me. LOL! I love Fredas' unibrow and her mustash though she though she was ugly at least at times. I alsop love her bright colors and her rings and elaborate Mexican way of dressing.
My inspiration to paint Freda came from going to an art show.There were two women selling paintings at rock bottom prices from a man named Carlo Ripaldi. He died last year and so I bought one of his paintings called "4 Faces", ot sure who all the faces were but am sure one was Freda. I also won a raffle for a dollar and the raffle was a limited print one of 25 also by Carlo. Very exciting and inspiring. I carried the painting around that I bought while I looked at all the art and many people commented on what a nice man Carlo was. How he would have cavases fopr young people to paint with right there at the shows. How he loved to go out to eat with other artists and how he had this one smock he always paitned in, his daughter tressure that painting as it has paint brush mark remnants from every paintig he ever did! How cool it that!
I love Freda and the story of her life and how she struggled back in the early part of last century through surgery after surgery on her back from a tragic bus/ train accident she suffered from at a young age,eventually she even had to get her leg amputated. Her last show was from a four post canopy bed where people went around looking at her paintings and visited her at her bedside. She died shortly afterwards.