Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

[inscription reads] pictures. / Evening to Hippodrome. An evening wasted. / Today unable to concentrate. Unhappy I leave at 3:30 & meet Bob who was bewailing the loss of $3.50 worth of paint. We walk thru (sic) Park. Socialism our subject. / Twilight dark & cloudy. A cold dampish wind from south. / What beauty do I see in life now that I have lost an active interest in an after life. The beauty and grandeur of nature for her own sake & the joy to portray her.