When Frida Kahlo made Still Life, she got a little Georgia O’Keeffe-y if you know what I mean.

I mean vaginas. This still life full of fruit, flowers, leaves, and roots is representative of lady parts. Kahlo, who really did look up to Georgia O”Keeffe, was not a subtle woman. She knew what she wanted to paint when the wife of the President of Mexico commissioned her to make a painting. Unfortunately the First Lady was not down with the result. Apparently she had a problem with highly erotic fruit hanging in her dining room. Also, the frame, which was designed by Kahlo, was too womb-like for her. But In Frida’s defense, this woman couldn’t just expect Frida to not paint whatever she wanted. I don’t care who her husband is. Frida was first and foremost a painter of herself, so when she was asked to paint fruit she made it her own.

Kahlo’s biographer, Hayden Herrera explains: “The imperfect fruit of Frida seems to have fought to survive in the dry land of Mexico. As it has done it, it makes us think of Frida as a survivor, and in that way her still lives are sort of a self-portrait.” So basically Frida found a way around the whole commission and still made a self portrait. Just a self portrait of her inner self and lady bits, not her actual face.

If you look at this piece closely, it is rather obscene. The open papaya in the middle is awfully vaginal and the little seeds in it are quite sperm-like. Whatever the thing to the left of the papaya is is definitely a reference to fallopian tubes, and then there’s the cherimoya fruit on the bottom right, which is one hundred percent a vulva. Frida’s attention to detail is astounding, and now that you’ve had your incredibly graphic, mildly unsettling anatomy lesson, I’ll let you proceed with your day.