Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

the place on time, and that I myself, the last to leave had to catch the car in the rain.  Then I remembered that I had left my sketching material on the ground somewhere.  The sketches I had removed from the portfolio and laid in some swamp grass, the portfolio in some bushes.  On finding the latter it was submerged in water a few inches; anxious, I sought the sketches only to find them entirely covered with water.  I lifted them carefully out; the one of the sunset had been soaked and the paint partly transfigured + the back of another.