Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

[inscription reads] which is sunshine silvered that overturns their leaves. The sunlight so remote and coldly silver stirs a poetic feeling in me - it seems to be my dream-world come to life. / Nov 5, 1914 / Morning cold - dark clouds come early - invigorating at School - bullet shower rattles the roof - to window, - streaks - grey sky. At noon walk in Park - Cold stiff breeze - dark day - fissures in clouds only light - peculiar effect. / Ground patterned with leaves –