The painting indications at what the Riveras' marriage would get to be. As solidly planted as an oak, Rivera looks colossal beside his wife. Dismissing from her, he shakes his palette and brushes - he is the extraordinary maestro. Frida, whose little feet scarcely brush the ground, cocks her make a beeline for her great mate. This painting shows her favorite image: the genius's adoring wife.
She was holding his hand with the lightest possible clasp. Frida understood that Diego belongs to nobody. Even while she was painting this portrait, Rivera was in affair with tennis champion Helen Wills. He painted her nude image on the ceiling of the Luncheon Club of the Pacific Stock Exchange in San Francisco.
Later Frida was to remark: "Being the wife of Diego is the most marvelous thing in the world ... I let him play matrimony with other women. Diego is not anybody's husband and never will be, but he is a great comrade." Nevertheless, she wanted to be his favorite comrade: in the exact center of her wedding portrait are the couple's hold hands holding together. The truning point of Frida's life was the marriage bond.