Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

the detail that only time & reflection permit.; When I was done, (about 4:30 – or 3:30 the proper sun-time) I was not the least tired physically, but keyed up to a high nervous tension. To relax, I stretched out on the hot turf – How good the burning sun seemed, what joy to stretch and roll, to feel the warm good earth against my body. I felt perfectly happy and contented; all nature seemed to smile on me; on all sides I saw the things I loved – grass, plants, bushes, insects, trees, fields, the far horizon, the hot blue sky full of dazzling sunshine. How significant all these things seemed. I felt as tho I had been wandering for years in strange alien lands, and had returned home at last.___; Evening take B & three youngest out to see the wild iris beds, and peony gardens on the Two-rod Rd.; The twilight hour in the country is something I have not experienced it seems for years.June 10,1939 (Sat.); A.M. Touching up the woods sketch. Going thru my 1917 pencil notes.; Thoughts aroused by the 1916-17 work:a. I was in good physical condition – when I felt staleness coming on, I stopped painting, and did the necessary physical play or work to put me right again.B – There never was a thought of either exhibiting or selling the