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A Dream. A confused unearthly dusk – A train of various kinds of freight cars going northward in the gloom. I was riding – we were going past a line of small factory buildings. Suddenly the cars commenced one by one to slide over and come to a stop in the spaces between the buildings.

 

Made a water-color of a memory from childhood – the night before Christmas – (the little brick house - Joe woke up and said he had heard Santa’s reindeers beating on the roof – I believed him)...

At nightfall a slow-moving mass of dappled clouds gradually obscured the brilliant silver moon sliver like soggy ice floating in a February creek wipes out the sun sparkles – 

In Post woods yesterday snow fall at dusk – I felt the old feeling of loneliness + detachment – I can scarcely even hint at this feeling in my work –

The far away pale December sun is barely visible at noon. 

There was a wind today!  It was my ideal wind - not a steady rush of air, but a spasmodic or spontaneous outbursts, in great swooping circles.

There was a wind today!  It was my ideal wind - not a steady rush of air, but a spasmodic or spontaneous outbursts, in great swooping circles.

Have worked two days (one last week and yesterday) on “Wild Geese at Twilight” (42x56) and the picture is well launched. It will be, I think one of my major themes – akin to “November Evening” but with more interest on the landscape itself. It is good to be working on a “human” subject again.

by noon the snow was at full tilt streaking the grey landscape in its calm silent down...

A dream: Working in an old factory (a combination, in spirit, of Mullins and Birge)—it seemed to be made of wood and unpainted—it was situated on the back of the Ohio River, with a huge door affording a view over it. Suddenly there was a great commotion and outcry outside down the river in the village...

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