August 15, 1922
graphite pencil on commercially-made paper
12 x 10 1/8 inches
Charles E. Burchfield Archives, Gift of the Charles E. Burchfield Foundation, 2000
Nothing has changed and never will change; it is mine forever.; The city-bred person is apt to think that the inhabitants of the “waste planes,” in their ignorance of certain superficial forms of modernity & hurried living of cities, are as a consequence, backward. But the contrary is true, the city-bread (sic) man though he has a great variety to choose from must know them all superficially – but the man of the hunter land, tho (sic) he only have one thing to contemplate, can do, must do it thoroughly – ; ; _______________; Sunday morning – The sunlight falling aslant the telephone pole & Carlisles – ; Jim, mother & I going over the garden – Jim’s love of the flowers –Sunday afternoon – Grandma Snyders yellow leathery face & hands hanging in the black doorway –