Bruce Shanks (1908-1980)

[inscription reads] " Sept 17, 1914 / A clear air day. Patches of white pithy dapple-like clouds in the blue. Morning fresh & cold. Noon sun warm. I hear katy-dids, the first for some days. / Walk to work at noon was attended by a feeling of sultriness / I find that in my dreams of my artistic ideal I tend to worry whether the world will recognize my art once I have attained any growth. I must be constantly fighting this. The world is not, can not be an artist’s critic. He "