On Saturday during our walk along the Niagara river —it came over me all at once how proud & glad I was that I was “I” — that my conception of nature was all sufficient to me — that nature in all its raw harsh uncouth beauty was worth more to me [than] all the sophisticated art of the world — that I am a pioneer, and that I must retain the courage to present nature in all its harshness & not soften it to the vulgar taste of sophistication —
Youth is a thing of the spirit — No matter what circumstances or duties or cares tend to drag you down –– youth always must be retained — The courage for experiment is a mark of youth — & seeing life as a poem is another —
The courage to see nature with the great graphic shorthand of youth — [small quick sketch of tree to left, cloud over horizon lines to right, notation below: Write down a landscape in graph…. [corner of paper missing.]
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, May 15, 1922