I'm not a big night owl, but it turns out there's a lot to look at after 11 pm, and the light is extremely consistent. At least, until they turn the lights off.
Bringing this painting back into regular interior lighting from outside was a huge surprise after working on it under the compressed sodium street lamps of Main Street Helper, Ut, as all the colors shifted and it looked like a completely new painting to me. It really taught me a lot about the strange colors you see in Van Gogh's night paintings, out painting under the gas lamps with candles on his hat. I had always considered this creative license or perhaps even madness, but now I think it was just straight up what he saw out there.