Tom Thomson
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Follow the Journal of My Last Spring on nostr. Tweeting in real-time from 1917
What happened to the pipe? 
Solitary Canoe on Shore https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/62s7PeyKOkE-ardEdDT3yjyePH6auiGmOXkggVFCvoE=w1006-h577-no
Jack Pine and West Wind https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/Klp2VeV2e_quskBBRlCTSEfQXZSNFNCuCyJL78fj2pU=w944-h677-no
Lawren Harris taught me the power and vitality from the German Expressionists
Being right isn't all there is to life.
The most bland are downright offended by the use of bright colour.
An good artist ventures into the familiar and returns with the unfamiliar
The smell of balsam fir is much preferable to coal smoke and raw sewage
It is better to be true to yourself than be a groomed puppet of insincerity and falsehood
I attended the theathre wherever I could.
Lismer went up with me to Canoe Lake in the Spring of 1914. It was a thrilling revelation for him.
The O.S.A. Spring Exhibition was a public disaster for us, - you should be fighting in the trenches, was the comment
1906 Portrait of an Old Lake Captain. Oil on canvas laid down on masonite 
The smell of balsam fir is much preferable to coal smoke and raw sewage
Mowat Lodge, Canoe Lake https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/NJ1DCMIIyX69pEbRGI6SqIcyoA93QaLgXe4hRjPrCPU=w802-h677-no
Highland Inn, Algonquin Park https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/w-ujurHqu08JeDzq4E90UzGbgymqQLI8M2zGMSRKL7w=w1019-h650-no
Tent City, Algonquin National Park https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/OHnxoNZkD8a0HK8sNv82uCl-cRRpr1LWSMKmJe2IRK0=w1071-h677-no
As artists, we were all influenced by the Art Nouveau movement: lines, loops and whorls.
Authenticity is dirty, gritty, uncomfortable but the result is exhiliarating.