September 25, 1914
graphite on lined paper
5-7/8 x 3-3/4 inches
Burchfield Penney Art Center courtesy of the Charles E. Burchfield Foundation, 2000
"I find no sympathetic beauty in the sky I have not lived under. The Elysian fields are not at the ends of the earth—they are here at my feet.
The fiery sun in the west is repeated in every window in Brooks mansion. The sunlight echoed & re-echoed in golden vibrations across the windswept fields.
Sunset, at last was bloody — showing thru a long blackish blue bar. Twinkles of birds. Gold-edged clean-cut cloud.
Meadow-lark’s clear notes—wind blowing "