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Lost & Found. With a few notable exceptions-most regrettably, Albert Ryder, whose works are few and hard to come by-Montclair covers its field pretty well, from early primitives to such contemporaries as Edward Hopper and Charles Burchfield. It has a Whistler, an Eakins, a Cassatt, a Prendergast, two Homers, and twelve paintings by George Inness, who lived in Montclair most of his life. It has a Portrait of Caleb Whitefoord by Gilbert Stuart that was at one time thought to be lost; mentioned in a London auction catalogue in 1834, it was not heard of again until a former...
...another types letters near some floating rectangles by Mark Rothko. A client, his mind a mass of figures, hustles past a superb African sculpture and suddenly finds himself confronting an 18th century ship's figurehead standing next to an abstraction by Joan Mitchell. Here and there a Charles Burchfield or an Andrew Wyeth appears; there is a convulsed semi-abstraction by Larry Rivers, a grisly head by Leon Golub, a surrealist landscape by Kay Sage, a calligraphic work by Mathieu and splashy one by Adolph Gottlieb. An executive vice president who insisted that all he wanted was a print...
Charles E. Burchfield, 66; The New Yorker's distinguished Talk-of-the-Town-er E. B. (for Elwyn Brooks) White...
Amidst this fashionable glare of paint, Charles Burchfield's Early Winter Twilight seemed somber, unassuming and timeless. Burchfield, 66, who has been ill and little heard from in the past few years, has recently recovered his health and turned out more than 30 watercolors in the last year. Twilight was begun 16 years ago, finished six months ago. It dramatically celebrates the slushy black winter climate of the Buffalo (N.Y.) region where Burchfield lives. "The sky is the leading actor," Burchfield explained. "I was trying to express the threat of winter coming. There is a single light...
...Walter Pater's famous, puzzling phrase, "all art constantly aspires towards the condition of music." Abstractionists often make this an argument for dispensing with subject matter, as pure music does. But Burchfield, an ardent hi-fi fan, imbues his landscapes with musical qualities while keeping them close to nature. From the grace notes of its stiff-frozen weeds and goldenrod to the black surge and sudden blazings of its sky, Burchfield's new picture eloquently sings...