How Winter Inspired “Winter’s Magic on the Marsh” and a Poem “Dust of Snow”

Hi all,

We are galloping toward Christmas and more snowy days…..


“Winter’s Magic on the Marsh”

So where did the inspiration for this composition develop?

On a January morning, after a light snowfall, Dan was out and about photographing the glistening ice and snow. It was a very cold morning, the kind that made your nose freeze every time you took a breath. For those of you that have not experienced that kind of cold, open up the freezer door, stick your head in, and take deep breaths. Keep it up until you get a brain freeze. It was that kind of a freezing cold morning but beautiful–like a winter wonderland–the air had a smell of purity and the snow was so bright–almost blinding.

Another painting was being established in Dan’s artistic eye and mind.¬†Down by the marsh, the morning sun was beaming on the snow creating interesting shadows and a morning glow in the background. The neutral darks against the vibrant purples was a dramatic portrayal of the marsh and surrounding area. And at the marsh, the peace and quiet was deafening. This serenity is what Dan’s goal is with his work. You can almost step into the painting, and feel at peace.

The winter New England landscape is perfect for dramatic paintings–darks against stark, brilliant whites and shadows of trees, buildings, rocks on the snow and ice. To make the painting not a cold piece, he warms his winter palette with purples, greens and reds, and of ¬†course, the light. A friend, who visits from down South, loves to come to New England in the winter just to see the rock formations and the lay of the land. That is the beauty of being an artist–what you see and what you think you see and to relay that to a viewer.

Dan keeps adding to his “Magic of Winter Series”, and constantly catches that magic on his canvas. But I must say, in New England that magic is short lived. After a few major snowfalls, we are not happy campers and Florida sunshine seems very inviting. And the conversations turn to questions of why we live here–unless you happen to be a skier or snowboarder.

Galleries want snow scenes in the beginning of the season, and by February floral landscapes are more in demand, and more, than not, do not want to see a snow vista. But we love the landscape of winter, and the magic of the snow and ice.

Poem for you to enjoy:

Dust of Snow by Robert Frost

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Robert Frost was one of America’s most popular 20th Century poets. He was born on March 26, 1874 in San Francisco and died on January 29, 1963.

Quote by Frost:


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

Wishing you a good one and see you next time!

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