Night traffic from my window

An experiment with night traffic from my window, as I see it without glasses.

The bubbles of color travel fast in the night, creating the most strange patterns. The out of focus images seem to have a life of their own, and just expand and contract, a unique theatrical moment which some moments seems to follow a pattern, a repetitive process, and then breaks it, as an unexpected pulsating color ball dashes along the horizon.

It’s interesting to watch, and imagine the speed or type of vehicle according to the light, the pace, everything. It is, really, like watching a mysterious play from which one only has the sense of lights. Suddenly, a major highway right outside your window becomes something else. The animation, in which I chose to only reveal part of the movement, amplifies the idea, letting us to imagine what all the other colour bubbles might represent, and how they vibrate and move within the canvas of the night.

An experiment to continue other ways, with a tripod, a camera and patience.