Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
From the age of seventeen until the end of his life, American watercolor painter Charles E. Burchfield wrote in journals that chronicled his artistic and intellectual development. These journals reveal much about his unique vision, love of nature and gift for writing. Burchfield’s passion for writing could not be contained in the journals alone. Throughout his career, his moods, ideas and personal critiques were also recorded on thousands of scraps of paper and studies for paintings as well as in letters to family, friends and colleagues. His complex and layered visual language points to a complex human being. The inner triumphs, struggles and ambitions of his career are reflected and recorded in his own words and serve as an inspiration for all.
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
Some people would have called it a “second honeymoon” — but I do not know how a “first” honey—moon could have been more happy.
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Pale tall phantom-like cumulus clouds half lost in the misty air...
Monday, July 21, 2014
I felt a strong desire to once again paint in an Ohio country-side – more mellow than an Western New York country.
Sunday, July 20, 2014
A glorious day full of beautiful sights and impressions it seems impossible to put them down rationally.
Saturday, July 19, 2014
A day that was beautiful in every detail from first to last, and one in which I felt the wonder of nature as if it were newly created (as indeed it is perennially) and yet somehow I cannot put it down on paper.
Friday, July 18, 2014
The fishing trip. A fine, windy day. The walk out an enjoyable one. The air is warm but fresh and the breeze is cool.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
Last night in the half sleep, I imagined I had gone in the boat to a corner of the lake (I had been here in the morning).
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Reading at times the "Story of Sibelius" by Elliott Arnold again. And in the late evening news of imminent declaration of war by our country against Finland. It seems to me this catastrophe could somehow be avoided.
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
A fresh brilliantly clear day – a cool east wind. It tips the top branches of trees, which catch the early sunlight, forming pale yellowish green tops against the sky.
Monday, July 14, 2014
Trees have a lacy edge at sunset time - at twilight, they commence to thicken - the leaves stand out clearly in partly isolated and massed rhythm.