Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Poplar Trees, January 1916; watercolor and graphite on paper, 20 x 13 3/4 inches; Burchfield Penney Art Center, Gift in honor and in memory of John I. H. Baur, friend of Charles E. Burchfield and friend of Charles Rand Penney, 2000
Charles Burchfield, Journals, Vol. 10, February 13, 1912
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
This morning was a wonderful morning. How I longed to take a trip to the woods! When it became light, I looked out I saw that everything, trees, bushes posts and wires were coated white with hoarfrost, that rendered the scene weird and beautiful, with the blue sky overhead yellowing in the east. As I went out to go to work, I examined more closely the frost on the porch posts. Little fern like shoots jutted out everywhere with many smaller star-like formations, woven into all sorts of designs. The frost of the tree branches was finer and fuzz like. Trees thus coated were beautiful. The yellow sun – just rising lit up everything. A common place would had been transformed into a fairyland. Down on Depot St I noticed how wonderful, an elm, naturally beautiful looked. Every bending drooping branch was whitened with frost while the larger limbs, and trunk were black. A row of poplars near here two was beautiful.
Charles Burchfield, February 13, 1912