Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

I picked Arthur & her up, & we went and “revelled” – we bought three plants – Arthur an easter lily for Bertha, a tulip for me (my birthday) and I a brick-red cineraria for Bertha-; The rain lasted until late in the evening, when it grew colder, and the moon came out,_____; A dream last night which reflects my agony of longing to paint. I was a street intersection in some town, making a sketch of some tall poplars blown by a strong June wind, with a cloudy sky behind. In my dream, the quality of the picture I was conurering (sic) seemed truly marvelous, and enthusiasm & happiness, such as I only know in 1916, filled me. A truck coming down one of the streets, I quickly sketched it in. Then came a street-car, and all at once I seemed to be in my car, and in the street-car’s path. I drove rapidly backwards to get out of the way, then awoke.-_____; An all Berlioz concert, which found me unappreciative.¬¬¬____April 2, 1939 – ; Slept by “fits & starts” all night, one dream after another, broken by brief periods of wakefulness when I lay tense and unhappy.; A cold day - scudding clouds, a spot of snow now & then – the earth bleak, and with strange cold