CHARLES EPHRAIM BURCHFIELD (1893-1967)
Lot 5 PROPERTY FROM A PROMINENT CHICAGO COLLECTION

CHARLES EPHRAIM BURCHFIELD (1893-1967)

Queen Anne's Lace

Closed18 April 2024

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CHARLES EPHRAIM BURCHFIELD (1893-1967)
Burchfield, C.E.
Queen Anne's Lace
signed with initials in monogram and dated 'CEB/1946' (lower left)—signed and dated again and inscribed with title (on the reverse)
watercolor, gouache and chalk on paper laid down on paperboard
31 ½ x 25 3/8 in. (80 x 64.5 cm.)
Executed in 1946.

Frank K. M. Rehn Galleries, New York.
Dr. and Mrs. Irving Levitt, Southfield, Michigan.
Kennedy Galleries, Inc., New York.
J. Welles Henderson, Haverford, Pennsylvania, acquired from the above, 1970.
Estate of the above.
Christie's, New York, 2 December 2009, lot 6, sold by the above.
Acquired by the present owner from the above.

Specialist note

Depicting Zimmerman Road, near the town of Boston, New York, in Queen Anne’s Lace of 1946, Charles Burchfield does not merely transcribe nature, but rather acts as a conduit to capture on paper its life force and unpredictability. Queen Anne’s Lace were “one of Burchfield’s favorite wildflowers,” Nancy Weekly writes, “illustrating the delicate beauty of nature.” (Charles Burchfield: The Sacred Woods, Albany, New York, 1993, p. 92) While delicately arranged, in the present work, Burchfield’s perspective allows the circular formations of miniature white flowers to dominate the landscape in larger-than-life scale as they propagate across the entire field. Their swirling forms add movement to the scene, which is underscored by the upward drive of the tree trunks that are surrounded by almost wing or web-like forms propelling them into the brilliant blue sky. Reverberating brushwork throughout echoes with the sounds and rhythms of nature, creating a quintessential Burchfield synesthetic composition.

The work perhaps brings to life Burchfield’s poetic memories of a mid-August Sunday morning during his boyhood in Ohio: “down a sun-drenched street whose vista extends out to fields of queet [i.e., Queen] Anne’s lace & chicory dim with hot steam-like mist…The world outside is left to itself—White clouds that have a melted look appear in the hot blue sky; they seem to struggle upward towards the sun, like moths seeking annihilation in a flame, trailing behind them shadows across the sky, like dark rays…Round about stand tall gaunt poplars…From the topmost branches of one comes the pulsating metallic drone of a cicada…all seem to yearn upwards ever upwards.” (as quoted in Charles Burchfield: The Sacred Woods, p. 43)