Do not mix the waters of friendship too much.
Tom Thomson
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Follow the Journal of My Last Spring on nostr. Tweeting in real-time from 1917
I had something that nobody else could acquire - the north in my blood.
1914 November Rain, fall 1914. Oil on plywood, 21.6 x 26.8 cm. 1914NovemberRain.jpg
In Toronto I took my midday meal at the local lunch counter.
My silence was not of a cold defensive personality - it was because of my directness and integrity.
Despite my awkwardness, I could do things with colour that nobody could
MacDonald elevated the idea of design to a philosophy - the decorative element is in everything
I resented Dr MacCallum saying that Jackson had too m
Guiding yourself to bed by candlelight makes life feel less complicated.
Today in 1916. Ontario Temperance Act takes effect.
I had a keen sense of design - for advertisements
Was it death of natural causes? #ttfate8 
The economy was in a slump in 1914. The fact that someone chose to be a full-time artist was viewed as frivolous
1916 Sun in the Bush http://t.co/J5EY9FBoGK #tt1916 
Was it disappearance? #ttfate7 
Was it death at the hands of a poacher? #ttate6 
I like the people of Algonquin Park. Genuine with rough edges still in view. Just like my boards.
Was it death at the hands of Shannon Fraser? #ttfate5 
Was it death at the hands of Hugh Trainor? #ttfate4 
The passion for painting is immediate to me.