Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
Monday, May 27, 2019
Robins singing at first light. Sparrows. Later – Flickers call. Makes me think + Johnny Jump-ups.
Sunday, May 26, 2019
Robin sings – excited shouts from boys, but the child’s plaintive voice transcends all sounds.
Saturday, May 25, 2019
...the Beethoven 5th and the Sibelius 5th, will continue to grow in power and significance.
Friday, May 24, 2019
I wish with all my being sometimes that there were a powerful Being who would reach a helping hand out to me—one whom I could come weeping as I did to my mother when I was a boy, confess all my baseness, and be forgiven.
Thursday, May 23, 2019
I feel the need of getting away to some secret place to think about God;
Wednesday, May 22, 2019
Working all day in school mid afternoon sun comes out in a blue & white streaked sky – wind commences –
Tuesday, May 21, 2019
B&I to Gowanda Country – a bright clearing day after the heavy showers of last night. Took the road straight south after leaving Hamburg...
Monday, May 20, 2019
A flaming red sky at sunrise and as it turns yellow, a stiff damp winds comes out of the south turning the sky a rainy grey –...
Sunday, May 19, 2019
Lunch under the willow tree again – we both concluded we think of no other place on earth we’d rather be than in this little spot. A yellow warbler and orioles kept singing most of the time we were...
Saturday, May 18, 2019
A confused indefinite week of small events. My lumbago is getting better slowly but I feel no real urge to get out to paint. Only, as Hopper put it once, I want to want to paint.