A little while ago, not much more than a few days ago, I was a child who went about in a world of colors, of hard and tangible forms. Everything was mysterious and something was hidden. Guessing what it was was a game for me. If you knew how terrible it is to know suddenly, as if a bolt of lightning elucidated the earth.Now I live in a painful planet, transparent as ice, but it is as if I had learned everything at once in seconds.My friends,my companions became women slowly, I became old in instants and everything today is bland and lucid. I know that nothing lies behind. If there was something, I would see it….
— Frida Kahlo in a letter to Alejandro Gómez Arias, (29 September 1926)