All day in studio on painting suggested by farm & woods south of E. Aurora.
At the end of the day, when I took it in the house—B thinks it is all good; but the sky, which, it soon became apparent, was too forceful and of a savory color (too blue gray) and moreover, it had the appearance of an angry whiskered moon (the holes in broken clouds, thru which sunlight showed). Later Hank described it aptly as looking like a comic strip version of the north wind blowing out of the sky. I must change it, and I think a quieter effect, such as a sun fading in a snow bank, would be more suitable, with warmer tones in the sky.
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, November 20, 1947