The whole point of art
is that it must be beautiful.
If your creation is grotesque,
it must be beautifully grotesque
or what is the point?
No matter the subject,
whether bloody war, inhumane slavery,
or the many surgical assaults
my body endured,
within your depiction must shine
a sort of grotesque grandeur.
Minus this mitigating factor
art is reduced to common screaming,
and nobody is entertained
by the crude banalities of life.
Give your art a distinguished voice
that reflects God's own,
whether your subject is the tenderness of love
or the dizzying depths of destruction,
for you are part Creator, and part created.
Rise above what the eyes can see.
Produce only what the heart can feel.
Your efforts will testify that you are an artist
no matter what the world calls you.
With Love,
Frida
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