Painting description

The canvas is dominated by the figure of an elderly man in a hat, painted in broad strokes of white, gray, and smoky green. The figure is tilted, one hand in his pocket, the other as if clutching a glass, and behind him swirls streaks of blue, purple, and fragile triangles of light. To the left, a stream of water, a bridge and the moon in the background. The composition fractures into geometric patches, but everything is held together by a soft rhythm. The atmosphere is dreamy and a bit picnic-like, with vibes. There's thick impasto, bold strokes, smudges, and here and there, a hard line like a sketch. The man has a long beard and stands like a garden guardian. I feel a sense of peace and a twinge of anxiety, as if memory were about to slip away. It's a story about time and about being here, so simply. And I, well, would really like to visit.