Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Volume 44, Page 61, May 5, 1942 - May 7, 1942; cardboard notebook bound with string, 8 1/2 x 11 inches; Gift of the Charles E. Burchfield Foundation, 2000
61. "How did you ever learn to do such a thing" he would ask - I wish I could learn - I've been to school, but they didn't teach me anything like that" - All the children were like little pixies flitting here + there restlessly.
Today was a copy of yesterday, except that at the steep hill, I parked the car and explored a bit - New oak-leaves.[i]
May 6 - Wed -
A.M. Cold and gray - threatening rain -
Car to (CD) for service - Planting rose-bushes Mr. Smedja had left for me yesterday.
P.M. To Buffalo on various errands (to bank, to get our tickets etc) - B in at 4:00 - new Hat for me, call for Bertha's new suit etc.
Evening - to school to get sugar ration cards.
Today I first really began to be apprehensive over the ordeal of getting up Friday before the Academy to accept my award.[ii]
May 7 - Thurs -
Cold S.W. wind -
A phrase from "Sun + Storm" "Wild chamomile before the old hut _ _ _ _" - it signified for me the whole north countrys - of a late raw spring (CD) a country near the Arctic Circle.
Tormented all day by thoughts of my "acceptance speech" until mid afternoon when I realized that it didn't matter at all what I said or how I said it.