Moonlight is for swimming through, and I miss it now that I live in the city. The moon has too much competition here. You can’t dip your hands in it. It doesn’t pool at your feet.
Many contemporary nightscapes tend to overstate. As if lotsa of stars and glimmering equals magic and mysticism.
The night is elegant. Less is more. It’s magic is in what you can’t see.
Daybreak Eclipse by Max Ernst
The Village at Night by George Clausen
Night by Mikalojus Ciurlionis
Moonlit Beach by Leon Spilliaert
Starry Night by Jean Francois Millet