Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
Friday, November 8, 2013
The overall impression of this Fall is one of peace and contentment—I am happy to be in my back yard and studio, studying pictures, working on some, planning others—It is good to be isolated from the world
Thursday, November 7, 2013
I sit surrounded by all of the ideas I love, freed by the realization that crowds and companionship are not for me.
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
At sundown, the town is very quiet; it is the silence that comes from intense cold
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
A heavy frost – clear & sunny all day but cold.
Monday, November 4, 2013
…The large “November” now seems solved—at least in my mind; all it needs is the working out—
Sunday, November 3, 2013
The whole world from that tiny event was all at once re-created.
Saturday, November 2, 2013
P.M. – Out painting – A mild partially cloudy day – A hard time “leaving the world behind” – eventually stopped on the Three-rod Rd. Just north of Bullis. — Aiming at expressing a November Sun...
Friday, November 1, 2013
...Dandelions numerous—almost stemless, as if the bud on reaching the air burst open for joy in the sunlight. Think of dandelions bursting in jagged yellow flames on the sunny hillsides on a hazy November day!
Thursday, October 31, 2013
One of the perplexing puzzles of this summer's torture, today in the wild October sunshine I heard a peterbird sing. — Tonight I love painting; I love the pictures that throng my mind—
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.