Ribbons in my Hair Ribbons in the moonlit sky Red and Yellow, flowing through the air Tell me you love me Ribbons in my Hair Ribbons in the night garden gently whispering their secrets Tell me you love me Ribbons in my Hair Red and Yellow, flowing through the air Ribbons, Ribbons... Ribbons are everywhere

This is the poem I heard in my mind, after seeing the vision of this painting, 'Frida in the Moonlight Garden. This is the first time I heard phrases whispered to me, as I saw a painting to create. I was able to fly all around inside the painting, and see and feel everything. I immediately sketched the image along with the words. This is how 'Frida in the Moonlight Garden came to be.