My mind has been occupied by this face lately. La Calavera Catrina.
She is a zinc etching by Mexican printmaker José Guadalupe Posada and has come to represent somewhat of an icon within Mexican art. For Posada, the figure is a pretty little parody intended to show that those with the gold and sweet threads, despite their "higher" status, are just as susceptible to death as anyone else.
The last photographs are taken in Mexico during The Day of The Dead. My dear Catrina features as a popular gal' and apparently those who had a way with words would write poetry, celebrating the dead. I'm 97% sure that finding some original poems will kill some time.
One more thing - Whilst arousing my eyeballs on some of these images, I came across this amazing mural titled 'Dream of a Sunday in Alameda Park' by Diego Rivera - husband of Frida. I highly recommend you perve on this painting for a while.
In the centre of the mural, Rivera depicts himself at a child, led by the hand of La Calavera Catrina.
Oh, just a side note - this mural is fifty feet long. HERE
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