I was wandering about in Google Print beta and found this: It's talking about Lucia and the poem she wrote about Frida Kahlo (and me), except the author thinks she's Mexican, which she isn't, and he calls me "Viv," which seems hella familiar to Me. Heh.
Also, painting was never an escape from a turbulent marriage - I was trying to remain true to myself and do what is at the core of my being - to create. It had nothing to do with being married except that marriage made it 200 times more difficult.
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