Fred and Ginger

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Chichester by car, for once, to see the rather Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera exhibition at the Pallant - the one downside the rain (and the misleading directions that sent us on the general direction of Dorking) which made the route through the wall that would have cut the corner off invisible. Just £6.50 with Art Fund Card - now rebranded the National Art Pass.

Kahlo comes out better, with two rooms of the three, and comparing her paintings to the photos in glorious colour by Nickolas Muray you can see she exaggerates monobrow and moustache. (Of course colour photography was possible in 1939 - but I suspect it wasn't considered art until the 1970s; this is definitely art). Paintings such as The Love Embrace of the Universe, the Earth (Mexico), Diego, Me, and Senor Xolotl are truly astonishing - surreal and moving and sublime - and the more personal Miscarriage disturbing. Rivera's painting of Natasha Gelman, the collector of this body of Mexican art, is his show stopper, but his Sunflowers is also disturbing - is the child pulling a leg off the doll or adding it? (With Kahlo you'd see it as a child substitute - Rivera is of course infantilised in The Love Embrace.

The gallery also has architectural prints by Kahlo's father, Guillame, and a room of very splendid photos by Manuel and Lola Álvarez Bravo, well worth a look.

More disturbing were the photos of ordinary life by Anna Fox - scenes of normal Butlins holidays.

Everyone looks blooming miserable though. We suspected there's digital composition going on.

Down in the print room Nicholas Blinko's extraordinary drawings - obsessive, maybe even deranged in quality, "The Visions of Pope Adrian 37th". Apparently he was in a punk band. Pigeonhed would know.

And of course, a whole room of Peake illustrations (a story book, Grimms' Household Tales, Treasure Island, Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde and Gormenghast stuff. That ends on Sunday, the rest is one till August (Blinko) or October.

Find time for it.