January 29 - February 12 , 1921
graphite pencil on commercially-made paper
11 3/4 x 9 3/8 inches
Gift of the Charles E. Burchfield Foundation, 2000
it was the best record he possessed, the tone of his voice was something fine. --- He was a machinist. ; ; ; ; ; Feb 6, 1921 –; I was working in the cellar today on my etching press. When I came up at noon to find a bright day, I recalled some former mood of boyhood, of being in some dusty office with an old dried up man, and of finally coming forth into a spring evening, and feeling an immense joy at coming forth to youth. ; ; ; ; ; Feb 12, 1920 –; I bought horse-radish at the market in Cleveland –; What intoxication. The February sun has started roofs to dripping glittering water – The streets are full of water, muddy slush – The crude hideous buildings glow with brilliant color, and I feel as if I would like to embrace them – ; There is a {?} to quantity