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.
Tuesday, June 27, 2017
A.M. working on the Locust Blossoms & Abandoned Farm House...
Monday, June 26, 2017
"...I didn’t have any iris here, Someday I would find mine in the much warmth down that flanks the railroad bed on both sides."
Sunday, June 25, 2017
He said what was chiefly needed was a vacation. It seems rather difficult at this moment – nevertheless, the studio building is not as important – a way must be found to take a trip – The Adirondacks comes to mind –
Saturday, June 24, 2017
June 24 – 26 – B’s folks from Ohio – a time of intense talking etc. Tuesday Mart, Jimmy & M.A., M.F. Lois & M. & I to Niagara Falls – an enjoyable but tiring trip...
Friday, June 23, 2017
Working on a drawing for "Lightning Bugs" based on memories of "frog-legging" along the Little Beaver in June, and after studying my 1915 notes—
Thursday, June 22, 2017
Today while studying the “June Clouds” I suddenly saw the cobalt sky behind and above the clouds develop (in my inner eye) into a beautiful blue dome, with a huge cloud above it, from behind which golden yellow light poured downward on the earth below.
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
To the country S.E. of E. Aurora, with a view to painting. I was seeking the little brown-water stream where I painted a bed of wild iris in 1943.
Tuesday, June 20, 2017
Day spent in 30 mile tramp north westwards with Fred. To Benton to Deerfield to Berlin Center and home by Goshen road...
Monday, June 19, 2017
Fixing up gardens around studio & flower box—put Blue-eyed Mary & pink & purple petunias in box...
Sunday, June 18, 2017
The fishing trip. A fine, windy day. The walk out an enjoyable one. The air is warm but fresh and the breeze is cool. Wheat in shock-yellow fields...