Charles E. Burchfield, Journals , December 8, 1916
Wednesday, Dec 8, 2021
(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; Trees bristle upward black silhouettes against the sky – (star doodle). How peculiar a door under gaslight – a feeling of crime – a loose sketch on the wall rattles.