Charles Burchfield, Journals, July 17, 1917

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). All at once strange hideous shapes loomed out of the trees: first grinning evil faces, then gigantic slimy gorillas with long clutching arms. I turned my boat; the water became inky black covered with a thick heavy green scum like on over a sore; out of the water came ghastly crouching things; which once might have been bull frogs; the air grey dark the waters parted to a bottomless black pit; - I then regain unconciousness and fell asleep –

Charles Burchfield, July 17, 1917