“I am my best work - a series of road maps, reports, recipes, doodles, and prayers from the front lines.”
“I carried recipes in my head like maps.”
“I am alone here in my own mind. There is no map and there is no road. It is one of a kind just as yours is.”
“I am marked like a road map from head to toe with my repressions. You can travel the length and breadth of my body over superhighways of shame and inhibition and fear.”
“My prayers, my God, flow from what I am not;I think thy answers make me what I am.”
“Painting completed my life. I lost three children and a series of other things that would have fulfilled my horrible life. My painting took the place of all this. I think work is the best. (Frida Kahlo, p. 157)”