I am, sadly, not the artist in question. I am very busy – one might almost say snowed under (sorry) – with editing work at the moment. This means that I don’t have very much time to make anything other than layout changes, text corrections and the occasional cup of tea. Once this job goes back, I’ll be doing interesting things again.
Fortunately, there are people who have the leisure, inclination and talent to make things with the abundant snow. Our neighbour, Rhian, has an interest in mazes and labyrinths and has made several snow labyrinths in one of the fields. The path of the largest one is over three quarters of a mile long, and looks amazing.
And we have a friend staying with us at the moment, who, instead of making the traditional snowman, has instead fashioned the most wonderful snowdragon. We can see him (her?) from the sitting room, and s/he makes me smile when I open the curtains in the mornings. The wings are made from a specially crafted sheet of ice.