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I have a momentary feeling of peace tonight – tomorrow in the depths no doubt –

I enjoyed getting away from myself, and the sight of strange country...

Thoughts from 2022 Artist-in-Residence Mike Glier

Charles Burchfield swallowed the sun it seems, since many of his paintings glow from within as if powered by endless fusion. Although the effect is otherworldly, the experience is entirely biological and rooted in our brains. Years ago, when fumbling around with paint, I noticed that white can glow from within when surrounded by a light, saturated yellow... 

Last evening an unusual cloud phenomenon- (similar to the cloud effects of that rhapsodic year of 1915, when I was continually overwhelmed by the power and beauty of the heavens)- a long narrow mass of heavy cumulus clouds extending from the west to the east, dividing the sky almost into two equal parts...

Afternoon & evening spent at Beech Camping Grounds.

Hank over to see us. B & I want them to go slow; but they are anxious to get married at once... 

And what is it perhaps that makes music of the cicada’s song?  When hearing them, one sees in his “inward eye” an opaque blue sky, with a few heat-whitened clouds pasted to it, a long white dusty road stretching endlessly ahead, lined with dust yellowed plants and windblown trees.  

In studio most of day mounting etc. Evening B & I to Three Rod Road – Park on the hill above Williston – A sight rain falling – a pleasant hour...

— There is nothing in a halfway mode of living yet I force myself on, snatching what little I may from nature, only enough to realize what wonderful poetry I am missing...

Westward to visit the spot where three years ago in September I painted the “Cicada-Song in September” ...

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