'Near the Beach, Shinnecock,'
'An artist's summer vacation is his busiest, happiest time; inspiration for the rest of the year.'
By William Meritt Chase
All winter, intent on the sun's zenith,
he paints with a frenzy to repeat
the ebullience of summer,
as if one can possess
what was relished one season
and carry it into the next, can
open a household of children and fling them
into a transient world of daylight
flickering on a sapphire sea,
on glossy grass-covered dunes,
on a child's face and hands, a woman's windblown dress;
where the shadows are vibrant
lavender, never gray or black;
where each grain of sunlight makes its own color,
its own dazzling swarm.