Thursday, July 21, 2005
"A few days ago, I was a little girl who walked though a world of colours, of hard and tangible forms. Everything was mysterious and concealed something; I took pleasure in deciphering, in learning, as in a game. If only you knew how terrible it is suddenly to know everything, as if a flash of lightning lit up the earth. Now I live on a sorrowful planet, transparent as ice; but which conceals nothing, it's as if I had learned everything in seconds, all at once. My girlfriends, my companions have slowly become women, I grew up in a few instants and today everything is pliant and lucid. I know there is nothing behind, if there were I would see it."
Frida Kahlo.
Frida Kahlo.
