Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
The pale afternoon sun disappeared early in a slowly rising bank of blue-gray mist; at the same time, a raw wind from the east sprang up.
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
I perceived three bats circling up and down over the road. Their silent,floppy and supremely uncanny flight agrees well with night. No wonder superstition has always associated them with witchery.
Monday, October 28, 2013
Thank God that I have lived long enough to get to know the playing of such a group as the “Virtuosi de Roma.”
Sunday, October 27, 2013
A heavy blanket of clouds had come up which cast a cold November mood over the day. But as we proceeded northward, holes appeared in the cloud masses; a high wind was blowing,
Saturday, October 26, 2013
At late twilight flying squirrels, who spent the daylight hours in the attic of the house, would come out one by one...
Friday, October 25, 2013
I love the approach of winter, the retreat of winter, the change from snow to rain & vice-versa; the decay of vegetation; and the resurgence of plant-life in the spring—These to me are exciting and beautiful...
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.