Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
Thursday, October 24, 2013
The long season of having visitors to the studio has made me terrifically bored and self-conscious— self-conscious is the worst. I feel as though I had been undressing in public.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
The mine glowed blackly at the white sunlight
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Yesterday morning while on my way to school in the rain, I marked that the color of autumn seems to have come all at once – walking under the trees I felt as if the color made sound –
Monday, October 21, 2013
As I walk along here I watch the huge masses of clouds that rolled along the hilltop and I thought of those old Hebrew poets + prophets who wrote the Old Testament.
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Altho I always begrudge the time spent on frames, there were compensations in working outdoors in the most beautiful fall weather I have ever experienced.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
I spent some time wandering around in the woods trying to find just the right spot to carry out my idea, which has obsessed [me] for some time...
Friday, October 18, 2013
I suddenly conceived the idea of composing rhythms + colors...these designs can be thrown upon a screen to a large audience who could watch and receive the same sensations as one listening to notes.
Thursday, October 17, 2013
as I sat and beheld the marvelous beauty of the earth, it seemed as tho I should not lose a single moment doing other than just filling the eye—absorbing
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
A dream – ...I sketched...the weird setting sun thru the doorway of a deserted house
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
One of the most poetic experiences I ever had was the finding of violets blooming in a cornfield.