Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Pyramid of Fire, 1929; watercolor on paper, 24 1/2 x 32 7/8 inches (Frame: 30 5/8 x 38 1/8 x 1 7/8 inches); Burchfield Penney Art Center, Gift of Charles Rand Penney, 1994
Charles Burchfield, Journals, April 23, 1915
Monday, April 23, 2018
A dappled morning – warm air.
Noon thru Park with H – air seems to sing – vapory yellow green clouds hovering in the trees; Afternoon the thundercloud in south – its powerful beauty thrills me as nothing has for many days – chippy sparrow – The rhythmic yellow green leaves in the trees seems to make the air whirl –
The fire – most grand and powerful sight – huge belching rings of flames – weird colored smoke –
I find in myself elements of the most vile sort, and again of the loftiest nature – I cannot understand this – I wonder if I am a farce – Amid all this wonderful season of new life, I despise myself utterly – everything I do or want to do seems a farce, I condemn the ordinary things I say to people.
Charles E. Burchfield, April 23, 1915