Staring up at the moon watching it slowly float across the sky. The black at night is open. It's full of movement and noise. I love how the light of the moon disperses into the air and the further you look away from it -pools of darkness hold little specks of sparkle.

-Night painting. -

After months of planning, talking, and hoping I finally set up and sailed into the darkness. I couldn't see anything painting at night. I mixed colors from memory because all of the colors on my palette looked black except for white and yellow. So strange how they glowed below me like the stars and moon above me. Here are 2 of 9........