Pratt-Wright Gallery, “Red and Yellow Umbrellas” and Poem “I Saw from the Beach” by Thomas Moore

Hi everyone,

Happy November–it’s a good month, my birthday, my son’s birthday and Thanksgiving. Let the festivities begin.

Dan has some of his work in a new gallery to us-the Pratt-Wright Gallery in Groton (Noank section of Groton), Connecticut. One of the pieces is the “Red and Yellow” oil painting:


“Red and Yellow Umbrellas” oil painting by Chester, Connecticut Artist-Daniel S. Dahlstrom will be in the Pratt-Wright Gallery Holiday Show 2014 from November 29-January 3, 2015. There will be an Opening Reception from 10-6pm on November 29th, and will be featuring dozens of artists and artisans. Will be fun and a great place to holiday shop!

Pratt-Wright Gallery, 48 Main St, Noank, Connecticut 06340
Phone: 860.912.0555
The gallery can also be found on Facebook….hope you get a chance to check them out!
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We are frequently asked about the thought process of planning a painting, and so this is how “Yellow and Red Umbrellas” came about-

We spent a wonderful summer’s day at this beautiful Massachusetts park, and enjoyed our afternoon on this awesome beach—so summer with the beach umbrellas, grasses, pathways and sailboats. This was a painting waiting to happen, and thus began the inspiration for “Yellow and Red Umbrellas”. It conjures up childhood memories of napping under the umbrella and playing in the sand and watching the sailboats—happy, carefree days—lazy, hazy, crazy summer days (something like that).

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Following is a poem–it is fun to find poems to match with Dan’s paintings, that is my creative thing.

“I Saw From the Beach” by Thomas Moore

I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining,
A bark o’er the waters move gloriously on;
I came when the sun o’er that beach was declining,
The bark was still there, but the waters were gone.

And such is the fate of our life’s early promise,
So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known;
Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us,
And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone.

Oh, who would not welcome that moment’s returning
When passion first waked a new life through his frame,
And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning,
Gave out all its sweets to love’s exquisite flame.

I love the painting of Thomas Moore. Following is some info about him:

He was born on May 28, 1779 in Dublin, Ireland and died on February 25, 1852 at the age of 72 at the Sloperton Cottage, Bromham, Wiltshire, England.
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Inspirational thought for the day:


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Wishing you a good one…


Us-Nancy (the blogger) and Dan (the artist)

Teaser: Dan’s next painting

This is our dogwood tree decked out in Fall colors….looking forward to seeing the painting.

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