Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
Monday, September 30, 2019
"...There is no discord between me and the world now..."
Sunday, September 29, 2019
S. played a number of things interesting for differing reasons – One was two “symphonies” of electronic music unfortunately I cannot remember the origin of the sounds used, nor how manipulated, but much to my surprise we both were fascinated by the “music”
Saturday, September 28, 2019
It is raining—autumn rain at night—Think of birds sitting in bare trees—
Friday, September 27, 2019
After much indecision, I finally decided to go out painting—partially cloudy and a little rain at times…
Thursday, September 26, 2019
Thin pin-point creaking of a few crickets.
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
As the sun goes down a dense blue haze comes over the earth – a chill in the air –
Tuesday, September 24, 2019
Noon split the clouds, revealing a blue-green west. The clouds have thunderish shapes. They seem painted to the sky...
Monday, September 23, 2019
"...Dandelions are rife..."
Sunday, September 22, 2019
...for example in radical innovations such as the “Moth and Thunderclap,” which I get a thrill from every time I look at it, but which has made me wonder, “Is this going too far into the abstract world?” John seemed “bowled over” by it in fact it probably was his … more
Saturday, September 21, 2019
I feel happier than I have felt in years…. I’m going to give you more sounds and dreams and—yes, I’m going to make people smell what I want them to, and with visual means.