Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Goldenrod in December, 1948; watercolor on paper, 26 x 46 inches; Collection of the Whitney Museum of American Art
Charles Burchfield, Journals, December 4, 1948
Friday, December 4, 2015
To the country S. E. of Arcade painting.
Another beautiful unreal day—warmer and the sun shining clear and warm from a cloudless sky. No wind.
South & east on the Genesee Rd, and then by a [n.d.] route thru Pike, & then westward. Came out on a high plateau (which I later found out was just east of Centerville, and the road I was on one which goes to the left from a Y from 98 just beyond Sandusky).
A few ancient apple trees, an old shed, and a great quantity of golden rod, which was what I was searching for—I wanted to do a painting of sunlit goldenrod, which this year is so wonderfully beautiful.
A preliminary study showed me an ideal spot along the road. First I ate my lunch & then set at once to work. A glorious afternoon, the magic and unreality of which is impossible to describe. Flies humming & mosquitos out—never before have I experienced such a day in December—I finished just as the sun, now a soft orange glow, sank below the horizon.
I was loath to leave the spot. Altho a chill came at the sun setting, still it was a delightful evening. The first quarter moon high above a newly plowed field. I stayed until almost complete dark, walking back & forth along the road.
Home in a glow of happiness.
B though the sketch a beauty, the best so far.
Charles Burchfield, December 5, 1948