Losing Frida

September 30th, 2008

At the Outstanding in the Field dinner, everyone was asked to bring their own plate, and I took Frida. It was a gift from a friend, so I feel doubly bereft at having left it behind. I knew I shouldn’t have risked it, because I am a winner at the art of losing. I can only console myself with the thought that maybe it was only meant to be mine for awhile and now someone else in some other city is sitting down to a sunset dinner and getting some Frida Love. My plate was the star of our table, because there is something about Frida that makes people go ahhh inside and out. Her image turns on a switch in our souls that controls pain, passion, texture, music, sex, death, wine, blood, lace, flowers, loss and the color red.  Wherever Frida is tonight, I predict she is turning up the volume.

5 Responses to “Losing Frida”

  1. V-Grrrl says:

    I think Frida will find her way back to you…

  2. Di Mackey says:

    Sorry to read of your plate.

    I had to comment on your music and thank you for putting it out there 🙂

  3. Anonymous says:

    I think it will come back to you too!
    Meanwhile, I love that you took a picture of it and love even more your truthful description of the power her face evokes.


  4. danette says:

    If I found a Frida plate, I would feel like it was a magical gift from the Universe.

    I would certainly believe that it was left behind accidentally, by someone who shares my penetrating love for Frida.

    And I would feel like I am in good company, as I take the plate home and love it, until I accidentally leave it somewhere else.

  5. dragonflyreflections says:

    Maybe it was just the Universe encouraging you to spread Frida’s love around. Looks to me like her spirit still lives in your heart.