Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Song of the Redbird, 1917-60; watercolor on joined paper, 36 x 50 inches; Image courtesy of the Charles E. Burchfield Archives, Burchfield Penney Art Center
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 12, 1953
Tuesday, March 12, 2019
Another mild day – partly cloudy.
Long letter to Cathie & Rennie –
Made another frame. Very pleasant to be working out. Once, after a cloudy spell, the sun came out, and it’s warmth on my shoulder like a benediction.
In the mail:
1. A card from John Clancy, confirming the receipt of the last lithographs and that they were checking my list against theirs. - & that F. was home with a cold.
2. A cordial letter from Henry Moe, that they had scoured Speicher & Binche as jurors, but that if I felt like coming down anyway, to do so and I would be most welcome – a heart-warming gesture.
3. Letter from Louise –
Heard the clattering call of a kingfisher & saw a pair of them high overhead.
Robins around, and I saw one in the willow tree, facing me full so that I could see his breast plainly. That is really the “first” robin.
Puttering around the yard and studio – I do not feel like painting but it doesn’t seem to matter – it is good to feel no sense of urgency. I made a tentative start on the Red-Bird picture.
P.M. – B & I cleaning up the yard a little, - bringing off the patch back of the “pavilion” – a pleasant occupation on such a day. Both of us feel terrifically enervated.
After supper – a walk “around the block” – a pleasant spring evening – beautiful skies in all directions – dappled clouds in infinite variations.
Cards & then to bed.
Charles E. Burchfield, March 12, 1953