There's no place for a sketch outfit when you’re fire ranging.
Tom Thomson
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Lawren Harris said I was a fine companion - direct, straightforward, and naturally at home in the lakes and woods.
I was accused of going to the Dufond Indian Farm whenever I wanted to do the Rain Dance.
1915 Maple Sapling, Algonquin Park #tt1915 
My hair falls in a shock over my forehead
The Pointers 
Understanding of the landscape requires sensitivity to its colours
I wanted to be a sailor or enlist in the Boer War but my father wouldn't let me go.
Fred Varley and I were extremely close chums until Jackson appeared on the scene
I picked up the habit of drinking when I was young
1917 Tea Lake Dam #upclose 2 #tt1917 
I didnt analyze. I worked from my inside feeling and let that govern my work.
Harris said that Camp Borden was rotten hole.
I never truly realized what I had, but others did.
Do not mix the waters of friendship too much.
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