Charles E. Burchfield in his own words

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, May 27, 1914

    Monday, May 27, 2013

    ... I arranged myself and paraphernalia on some rocks to sketch the Three Trees. As I sat I seemed to become a part of the wind-blown grass and to be carried along in space.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, May 26, 1915

    Sunday, May 26, 2013

    Black windshot trees bending against it, with a flutter of white going across them; lightened by suns afterglow – later white moon, dk blue sky, black black windy trees –

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, Vol. 37, February 1, 1928

    Saturday, May 25, 2013

    Reading in [an] article by Brown where he mentions the village atheist’s grave being decked by wildflowers that do not grow on orthodox graves.

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, May 1, 1965

    Friday, May 24, 2013

    A brisk, cool sunshiny morning…I plant the wild-flowers we got Sunday and spread some of the rotten wood around them. This was a fine thing—The feel and the smell of the rotten wood was exhilarating.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, December 10, 1914

    Thursday, May 23, 2013

    Keller showed and explained the different movements in art from the Old Masters down thru impressionism, pointillism, futurism, cubism and even beyond--metaphysical sensations as Eastman termed them.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, August 16, 1914

    Wednesday, May 22, 2013

    Now that I am here I cannot tell what is in the wind -and this is indeed its greatest charm, like the woman in love-stories. Oh the pleasure of lying on a wind buffeted hill, hours of dreamy idleness!

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, August 8, 1946

    Tuesday, May 21, 2013

    I ate lunch by the side of a woods. The songs of cicadas & the sun rays filtering down thru a cobwebby dead hemlock. (Few things are more lovely)

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, May 20, 1938

    Monday, May 20, 2013

    Thinking of the harbor life, and its leisurely character, it seems as tho work in one of the elevators would have none of the grimness that I associate with modern industry.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, May 19, 1963

    Sunday, May 19, 2013

    ...then, via thruway to Upton Hall for one “last” look – Don there, as well as Earl Woffgruber, Bob McPh. [possibly McPherson] + his family.  Later Edna L. [Lindemann]

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, Vol.32, April 10, 1918

    Saturday, May 18, 2013

    Dreamt last night our house was situated in a marsh-like place – I was younger / I went down under the house