Here on the American Riviera, not every night is balmy and clear. We get coastal fog, and scud, like any other location in California.
James McNeil Whistler use to call the foggy and overcast days in England, "Silvery Days". (Whatever it takes, I guess, to find light in the grays).
This is a painting on one of those gloomy nights when nothing exciting, like the moon, was out, but there were interesting patterns on the horizon just beyond the Andrea Clark Bird Sanctuary, in Santa Barbara.
The Brackish water looks cool and blue in comparison to the soft silvery opal color of the sky.
Mosquito repellent helped me get by.
Silver Light Nocturne
12x30 oil/canvas 1998