Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Cattaraugus Canyon (March Canyon), 1933-57; watercolor, gouache, and charcoal on joined paper, mounted on board, 39 ¾ x 54 inches; DC Moore Gallery, New York
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, October 20, 1934
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Take all children but Sally for ride south of Hamburg – the colonial meeting house where we get to look over the country. Myrtle in bloom – stop at one woods where we get large mush-room like [sic] lichen off tree. Stop at another woods which had several ravines in it. The delight of the children in this place thrilled me too. It was late; clouds had obscured the sun; a dull twilight hung over the woods, giving it a magical quality which I never remember experiencing before. Arthur especially was bubbling over with laughter, and delighted in tumbling down banks. All of us were in good spirits; several times we amused ourselves by hiding among the leaves in a little depression, and then calling Skippy. When he came, we would yell as loud as we could, a procedure that delighted the dog as much as us.
Charles E. Burchfield, October 20, 1934