Original oil painting on canvas. A sea village flashed into the night by a revolving car with full and bright headlines turned on.
A second before, all landscape and standing figure were concealed into the silver darkness of night time.
A second later, colors might vanish again.
Here's the painter grasping the moment as would a night walking photographer.
What is there? A tiny sea village asleep. Houses. Homes. And trees that are suddenly lighted as if fireworks were rocketing in the sky. But no, breathing here, the night is still. The flash is short lasting. Headlights moving away.
A flash candle burned its light into the night. Now, all we got is this memory.
Or it was the nearby lighthouse, a long ranged flash eyed cyclops, quarter moon lightning the village.
A scene. A solitude of a human, a single white haired, flashed, young looking figure wearing a winter styled woolly, certainly hand made, pull over. Some details make it magic and light bound realistic.
Original only on-site GV