A riotous tearing wind all day –
Driving rain rattles the windows – the red apple buds steam – Clouds part, a house roof reflects it. Later a roof glows white against a black east, sun at top.
A rainy sky at morning.
Leaves coming out fast – rich green against the grey-violet sky – A cool breeze comes up – the sight of fresh wind blown trees – it clears at early afternoon a wonderful effect
A.M. to Buffalo- to see about getting the girls bows re-paired. To “Art Violin Show”- up by St. Louis Cathedral- over by a Weingarden.
A.M. With Bertha & Arthur to Buffalo to Bank, & a little shopping– after which, to elevators. We are stopped by a train at the Lower Terrace. I looked at the great engine with delight, and I realized all at once the undoubted superiority of my method of using water-color. Only so can the real hard-boiled realism of such things be achieved. I thought of X’s water-color of a locomotive — how puny it was, done as it is in the conventional manner. The relation between my water-colors and the traditional manner is the same as between Beethoven & the classicists.
A cool morning – orioles robins & yellowbirds make June the air; loose sky –
A cool loose wet morning – yellow thunderheads in sound, mist-shot sun – Trees seem to drip with mist, blue distances – oriole.
More clouds and rain in afternoon – The clouds break just at sunset & a brilliant orange sun comes forth – just before a yellow pallor fills the earth –
Dream Fragment—In Salem—High Street—great open fields with gigantic trees, elms, buttonwoods and maples, with blue-jays flying about—
A hot windy day –
Rose-carthame sun at rising –
A hot atmosphere – big hot wind from southwest – elms & poplars waving in wind – dirt now dry is a peculiar orange pink on the green – yellow dandelions – sidewalks become a rich whitish blue violet –