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Erica NicholsWRIT 205
To Look Death in the Face
I stand eye level with a girl wearing a death mask, a setting that would naturally
summon an uncomfortable air, but is emphasized in such a personal painting—as if
reading a friend’s diary, racing to get the details before you’re caught. A feeling creeps
inside, whispering that it is time to walk away, but the girl’s eyes—shining through the
mask—beg me to stay. It is only at this moment, when my eyes move down to the violent
mask at her feet that I decide to stay longer, as if I could help.
The shocking relationship between the girl and the masks in this Frida Kahlo
painting (Girl with a Death Mask ) seems a direct parallel to Kahlo’s personal life—a
warning to her younger self of the misfortune she’d face. It can perhaps be seen as a
burial of her innocence, of the goodness in her life, and simultaneously the birth of
something much more tragic.
Kahlo’s story began and ended in Mexico City. After a trolley accident that left
her immobile for months, she turned to painting as an expression of happier days of the
past, along with the darker days in her present. Because of her injuries, she spent quite a
lengthy part of her life alone, and delved into exploration of self-portraits, which would
become her most identifiable and poignant works. These portraits voiced the physical and
psychological wounds of the accident, her reoccurring health problems, and a tumultuous,
empty marriage that would affect the greater part of her adulthood. As she gained
recognition, she fought against the surrealist label so many critics rushed to give her
work, instead emphasizing the very real purpose to her portraits. Her work reflected her
reality, despite its harshness, as opposed to her dreams.
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Riddled with dreary blues and grays, this painting in particular is small, only
about seven inches by five inches, and could be easily overlooked if it weren’t for the
vibrant yellow flower in the girl’s hands, placed center and defiant amongst its dismal
company. This flower and the little, worried hands that desperately fiddle at its petals for
safety, speak for the uncertainty of the girl’s future, but also the persistent response of
hope Kahlo emphasized in her self-portraits.
Although this flower is the first to grab my focus, it is the disturbing mask that
sits beside the girl’s feet that then steals my attention. The mask, violent with its jagged
teeth, bloody smile, and fat tongue sticking out, sits upright and out to the viewer—
taunting anyone who dare look its way. I glance at the girl, then the mask, and then back
to the girl as if attempting to resolve the serious trouble she finds herself in. Eyes wildly
vacant, the mask waits patiently for the inevitable moment she will take on its form, and
serves as more of a villain to the girl than the skull mask that already wraps tenderly
around her head—the skull mask, touched with feminine eyelashes and delicate features,
almost seems apologetic and useless in comparison to its violent sibling. I hopelessly
relate.
The girl, the death mask she adorns, and the mask at her feet all stand together in
the forefront, as if chained together walking through the storm. It is the desolate, gloomy
ground on which they stand that adds the depth and sense of lost time in this
painstakingly honest portrait. The mountains in the background stand far in the past and
unreachable to the girl; they also happen to stand conveniently bright and clear of the
stormy, muddled cloud of brush strokes that surround her in the forefront of the painting.
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The darkness at the bottom of the canvas, however, seems to creep slowly toward her
feet, closing in.
Kahlo’s self-portraits are an honest reflection of the endless hurdles she faced in
her life. Girl with a Death Mask relates her future to the death of her younger self. It
stands as an apology for the inability to change the past or shield herself from what the
future would bring. All Kahlo offers herself in this painting is a yellow flower to continue
on. And she did. I am reminded of this as I finally break away to take in the other bold,
colorful portraits that surround me. She moved forward.