Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

I went to bed last night with some misgiving, but this morning my eyes were rested, the double image gone. But reading makes me tired & sleepy, and my eyes ache.; ; ; ; ; Aug. 1—(Fri.)To Zimmerman Road—; A brilliant day after a cold morning—the sun warm but a cool northerly wind.; I felt good, and eager to paint, and also to get some ferns and cardinal flowers in a little garden on the side of the house.; As it was not quite lunch time, I decided to get the plants before eating, then paint in the afternoon and get extra dirt etc, in the evening. I went to the accustomed spot where the flowers were plentiful, and dug up ten plants. My basket was not big enough so I was forced to make a sort of bag of my coat for the rest. After I had placed these carefully in the “trunk” of the car, I went and dug up the same number of ferns.; A short walk to relieve myself of the exertion, and then I ate my lunch. After this, I set out to find my painting spot.; My subject in a way, was a pre-conceived one. I wanted to paint the effect of sunlight coming from directly behind