Moonrise To Midnight

I painted this piece standing on a bridge in Paris this August. During Randy's and my stroll back from dinner the night before, a glowing -- huge -- moon rose over the Seine begging to be painted.  I obliged the following evening after a little bit of unanticipated surprises. (It didn't rise where I thought it would.)

It returned briefly to my easel back home in my studio because that slight delay in seeing/finding the moon as it rose made the scene not quite as spectacular as I remembered.  This -- from that memory -- is what it was on my stroll.