Charles E. Burchfield in his own words

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, August 12, 1914

    Monday, August 12, 2019

    A calm heavy downpour lasting from about 4:00 to 7:00. This marks the first rain this summer that has come without a thunder­storm.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, August 11, 1962

    Sunday, August 11, 2019

    In studio most of the day – readying up, sorting out notes etc. – It is discouraging to me to come across notes and ideas I had forgotten – discouraging because they suggest good pictures and yet...

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, Vol. 49, August 10, 1948

    Saturday, August 10, 2019

    About noon Harold Olmsted & his son-in-law Roderick in for a visit...One thing he wrote was that had I never painted such a thing as my “Mid-June” the world would have lost much.

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, August 11, 1914

    Friday, August 9, 2019

    A wonderful sunset to-night—one of beautiful colors. I had taken Thoreau’s Autumn and gone out on the porch. I was first attracted to the sky by a phenomenon connected with it. 

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, August 5, 1913

    Thursday, August 8, 2019

    Dark starry sky with the milky way unusually clear; deep silence with the exception of the constant [rhythmic] chorus of myriad tree crickets,which sound like the steady thrum thrum of the human heart.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals August 7, 1916

    Wednesday, August 7, 2019

    To most laymen art is either a means of earning a living, or a pastime. They do not realize it is life itself. They do not comprehend that the artist paints not from a desire, but because he must.

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, August 6, 1963

    Tuesday, August 6, 2019

    To the North Otto Grange Hall painting – we took food for both noon and evening, as I expected to work up to 6:00 or later...

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, August 5, 1914

    Monday, August 5, 2019

     A silver poplar on Garfield is studded with white blossoms. A mirage? No - the breeze has only ceased for an instant.

  • Charles Burchfield, Journals, August 4, 1962

    Sunday, August 4, 2019

    I was all “primed” to paint in the studio, but the lure of truancy was too much – I suggested taking our lunch out to the Maples on the Townsend Road, and Bertha was all for it – 

  • Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, Vol. 55, August 3, 1954

    Saturday, August 3, 2019

    Last night about 10:30 – I got up & went out the marigold bed, hoping to catch the night worms that have been defoliating them – Caught four more – / When I got back in bed, I heard the first tree-crickets.