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Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Salem Bedroom Studio, Feb. 21, 1917; watercolor on paper, 27 3/16 x 22 inches (Frame: 31 7/8 x 27 3/16 inches); Gift of the Burchfield Foundation, 1975

Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Salem Bedroom Studio, Feb. 21, 1917; watercolor on paper, 27 3/16 x 22 inches (Frame: 31 7/8 x 27 3/16 inches); Gift of the Burchfield Foundation, 1975

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, September 23, 1916

Monday, September 23, 2013

The happiest moment contains in its womb the germ of the most morbid one.

I seem to feel some presence which hovers to one side—sometimes it is a man, or a phantom, or a running dog; I look quickly but there is nothing there.

Yesterday I heard a pounding while at work.  It was frighteningly deep + hollow, seeming to come from the depths of the earth.

One night last week I lay in bed fearing to go to sleep for fear I would wake in insanity.

Charles E. Burchfield, September 23, 1916

 

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