Rivera himself liked to portray himself as a fat toad with someone's heart in his hand, telling:
"If I ever loved a woman, the more I loved her, the more I wanted to hurt her. Frida was only the most obvious victim of this disgusting trait."
Eventually, Rivera debauched Kahlo's younger sister, Cristina, which was the last straw, and he and Frida divorced. But a year later they married again, Frida could not live without Diego. She didn't turn out to be a respectable wife, though. She drank, smoked, swore, had affairs, including lesbian ones. For a long time, Frida's relationship with Trotsky was not made public. In the 1960s, Diego's Communist paintings were very popular in the USSR, but nobody ever mentioned his wife. Frida's illness, meanwhile, was progressing..
For her first solo exhibition in Mexico, she was transported by ambulance and wheeled into the hall on a gurney. Smiling, with a flower in her hair and an ever-present cigarette.
She tried waltzing in the wheelchair and drew butterflies on her cast.
"I laugh at death, lest it take away the best that is in me...".