In a large gathering I have nothing to say, but in the company of friends I am a different man
Tom Thomson
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Catching the Saturday morning training.
1916 Sunset Canoe Lake #tt1916 - hi res 
I conducted my life in an unconventional manner, viewed as unseemly by others.
Mysterious Fates of Tom: Natural Causes? #ttfate8 #ttclue 
Tom Thomson's Last Spring
Mysterious Fates of Tom
July 8, 1917 Dear followers, I am last seen on July 8, 1917. How I met my fate has never been conclusively resolved. Nor is it settled on where my...
My father wanted to get his money's worth from me. I had to stay on the farm until I was twenty-one.
I picked up the habit of drinking when I was young
On Saturdays, Varley and I hiked the outskirts or took the ferry to Centre Island.
1914-15 Pine Island Georgian Bay #ttcanvas 
I stripped my life down to its bare essential.
A good artist makes you forget you are looking at brush strokes on canvas.
The ghost of #TomThomson watches his own funeral @TheTomThomson
The art shops liked our generous use of bright colour. It meant we bought more.
No need to shout at the Almighty, he won't listen
I mind my own business and I expect others to mind theirs.
Park Advice: Strong food and persistent exercise work wonders.
I never interfere with my friends' affairs, but the reverse isn't necessarily true
I never married.
Civilization is only a veneer. Deep down everyone revolts at civilization.
Expression is a spiritual necessity: self-glorification is a lack of something to express.