Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
Thursday, February 7, 2019
The snow has slid from some slate roofs in jagged patches so the town is a sharp clutter of black triangles & squares against the vivid white snow.
Wednesday, February 6, 2019
Communion – (Hank went with us, but sat in the back) So preoccupied was I, that on leaving the alter I took the wrong trim, and then went to the wrong pew, much to my embarrassment –
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
How beautiful the February sun-light reflected in pools of melted snow; a glad harbinger of spring!
Monday, February 4, 2019
It should be the aim of man to bring myself into complete harmony with the Universe, so that no form of life, no aspect of Nature is unpleasant...This can only be done thru (sic) love...
Sunday, February 3, 2019
P.M. To Buffalo on various errands. “Song of the Cicada” to Mitchell’s, to market, to United Glazing Co., to Genesee pict. for frames, - at Anderson a bouquet of daffodils + blue iris for B.
Saturday, February 2, 2019
Evening B & I walk out Clinton as far as the “egg-man’s” (a little over a mile).
Friday, February 1, 2019
The brilliant star of February has risen in the Southeast, and sends its blinding cold light over the vast white earth opening up emerald and cobalt caverns in the northwest sky
Wednesday, January 30, 2019
I am glad that I love such things.
Tuesday, January 29, 2019
A fine clear March-like day – B & I drive to Wyoming Village via Cowlesville & Attica. Very little snow except occasionally a few remnants on the north sides of hills...
Monday, January 28, 2019
"This morning was bright & cool. The blue sky, at first covered with yellow and grey clouds, later cleared off; a hard-cold wind was blowing..."