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Our 2022 goal is to submit The Charles Burchfield House and Studio to be nominated to the State and National Registers of Historic Places. Our primary focus for this website was to prove whether it could be eligible under criterion B for its association with a significant person (Charles Burchfield). Burchfield is undoubtedly a significant twentieth-century artist of local and national significance. However, when assessing a property’s significance for association with a significant person, the basic rule is that the person must be able to recognize his or her house if he/she were to see it today.

After 2 years of research, preserving and refurbishing the property we now have an unprecedented amount of extensive documentation of the property through Burchfield’s artwork. The artistic license he may have taken in depicting the materials, layout, and features of the house and studio align with the old photographs and daily journal entries. In fact, this entire property can and should be classified as a real life master piece, for over 37 years shaped, inspired and was the subject matter itself of a legendary artist. Now we can only hope 3574 Clinton Street will finally get the recognition it and Charles E. Burchfield deserves. Take our virtual tour for proof.

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Can you spot the similarities? Here is proof that Charles Burchfield’s paintings accurately represent the way his house and studio actually looked. Take note that he painted "Rainy Day" into the painting.
Painting: The Christmas Season, 1946

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Charles E. Burchfield letter to J.J. Lankes, April 15, 1926:

“I think I am just waking up after a long sleep this spring. For the last four years I have been living in the past. Hating Buffalo & my present life – longing for Ohio & the great plains & river-country. Such an attitude however is idiotic. I repeatedly told myself so, but still it persisted. But now I’m free. I realize that here & now this place – this moment are the supreme ones[;] the past & the future are alike of no account. If there is any art in me – now is the time to express it. It all must exist in my mind in the first place, & the external place where I happen to be is only the vehicle. This realization has made me see boundless material around Gardenville, Buffalo, Hamburg, the Gowanda Hills & the great Cattauraugus Creek country – material for a life-time. You can have sordid human life if you wish – idyllic farm-life – primitive ideal landscape all in easy reach.