Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

[inscription reads] shapen masses of white haze - workmen at a sewer black objects haze blurred - woods in a red purple haze - faint warble mutterings. / To cut - or no? That troubled me at first but finally with a light heart I hastened to my room to secure sketchbook. On way I pause on a lane edging the bluff above Doan creek to see a crow which I had heard in the stream bed. At my approach it flew up, pursued by another. Rapidly weaving in and out among the purple hazed