As the sun rose this morning, it cast a heavy golden spider web net in the apple-tree.
Learning tonight that a means for earning a living and be able to work at my art at the same time, has vanished in thin air, a weight oppressed me as I had to face the fact that I must seek to earn money in whatever turned up — yet on the way home I took note of things and saw them more sensitively than before — I determined to become a “martyr” to art.
Charles E. Burchfield, April 19, 1916