Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, April 24, 1947

Apr. 24—

Heavy rains in the morning — but it clears off by noon, then clear and cool.

Unable to settle down to anything — studying the “Song of the Peterbird — preliminary mounting of the Albany sketch – finish cementing on car.

P.M. B A & I to city line food shopping, Art to get shoes at Liberty Store (Hank & Mart had come in at noon with the news that a sale was on).

(Burchfield circled the next sentence with red pencil.)

With my mind full of spring ideas, and obsessed with longing to actually work, why is it that I can do nothing?

Late evening  – car to Hank for the final painting —

I have been thinking of the spot where I painted the other day. To the right of the road there was a deep hollow or depression, in the shape of a vast open-air theatre — with a “curtain” all along the “stage” (north) side, of woods, with two groups of hemlocks very prominent. I thought, what an ideal spot for a pageant, using the woods as a back-drop, preferably something to do with Indians, such as the story of Hiawatha.

Charles E. Burchfield, April 24, 1947