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...
Cold still day – Pale misty yellow grey sky – Houses various tones of steely grey – startle white windows of frost –
Last night I dreamt [sic] I sat at a window watching a thunderstorm. Between two piles of thunder clouds I saw a crimson snake of lightning wriggle down and suddenly swoop out towards me...
I would be so sensitive to Nature’s moods – so close that a coming change would make itself known in the look of a house hours or even days in advance –
(star doodle) at midnight – out doors. The sky is immense. At the zenith the small remote moon is but a dim glow in the pale violet sky; a deep rumblings from the depths in the west; a steady wind clatters a leaf on a grape vine;
Making “Vase” of the pine bark & arranging my bouquet. The Kansas—Missouri bouquet never felt right—how much more beautiful are our golden rod, asters, sumac, & black haw berries, also in bouquet for the house.