Charles E. Burchfield in his own words

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, July 30, 1914

    Tuesday, July 30, 2019

    Wind still continues from N.E.  The wind that suggested icy fields & scenes is being tempered now by sweeping of hot dry wheat stubble field...

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 28-30, 1962

    Sunday, July 28, 2019

    *Stopped at the Great Elm – one of the ladies busy in the yard – we talked about the tree; I promised to give them a photograph of my painting of it – 

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, July 29, 1914

    Saturday, July 27, 2019

    These clouds are fine types of windy day clouds.... The sky is an intense chalky blue, and the sun, itself dazzlingly bright, is intensified by the lividly white edge of the clouds

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 28, 1944

    Friday, July 26, 2019

    "Trip to “The Gowanda Country"...A day that was beautiful in every detail from first to last, and one in which I felt the wonder of nature as if it were newly created (as indeed it is perennially) and yet somehow I cannot put it down on paper. I feel lacking.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 25, 1945

    Thursday, July 25, 2019

    I am worried about my attire. Although it is now about two or three thirty a.m. there are many people abroad, mostly young people. College students I thought.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 23, 1914

    Thursday, July 25, 2019

    Nature herself will not admit of a partial love—you must give yourself to her entirely and when you do so, you will find that Nature will more than meet you halfway.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 24, 1914

    Wednesday, July 24, 2019

    I have never observed so many colors in lightning as tonight. The general color was pink. At times some bolts took on a yellow tinge.

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, July 23, 1914

    Tuesday, July 23, 2019

    What a boon companion the wind becomes to us. A walk on a windy day can never be a lonely one.  No cross-country tramp is ever a lonely one for that matter but on a quiet warm day...

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, July 22, 1914

    Monday, July 22, 2019

    ..."As sun nears... ragged blue clouds disappear... The sun appears as a bright soft glow...and the light from it spreads farther and seeks unheard of places out and brightens them..."

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, July 21, 1962

    Sunday, July 21, 2019

    After the noon-day meal – to the studio. Struggling with the two cartoons for “The Bearded Hills of August” and “Heat Lightning”. Working first on the latter – I made a distinct advance on this idea -