“Heavens, how charming it is! There is now in the sky only the soft vaporous color of pale citron – the last reflection of the sun which plunges into the dark blue of the night, going from green tones to a pale turquoise of an unheard-of fineness and a fluid delicacy quite indescribable...”

“Heavens, how charming it is! There is now in the sky only the soft vaporous color of pale citron – the last reflection of the sun which plunges into the dark blue of the night, going from green tones to a pale turquoise of an unheard-of fineness and a fluid delicacy quite indescribable...”

— Jean-Baptiste Camille Corot