Patrick Marnham – Dreaming with his eyes open: a life of Diego Rivera



He has been born in a town where the streets run underground, where pigeons roost in tunnels and trees sprout through air shafts, and where the dead were dug up and carried to the surface and set out in glass cases for inspection. Among them was a baby girl, dressed in her best lawn grown and clutching her favorite doll. When children died in Guanajuato a hundred years ago, they were dressed up as though for a party and taken to the portrait photographers studio to be photographed with their mother. When photography reached Mexico, this was one of the first uses people found for it. Then, after the photograph, the family were invited home and all the living children were dressed up and there was a party, with the dead child seated in a place of honour. As she was now, so they be.


Dreaming with his eyes open: a life of Diego Rivera

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