An electronic magazine published since April, 2003 by Razee Ink, an independent clearinghouse of art, politics, and cultural theory. I have neither mother nor father to pity my sorrow. I am an orphan. All alone I bear torment and disgrace in the depths of my soul. Such was the pain of not finding a good woman who would fill this great void, which they left behind, with tender love." -- When Frida Kahlo was in Paris, Pablo Picasso taught her this song, which she often sang for Diego Rivera or for friends. It is called El Huérfano(The Orphan).
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Visual Orphans
June 24th, 2009 by razee
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