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Tom Thomson
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Follow the Journal of My Last Spring on nostr. Tweeting in real-time from 1917
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Toronto World Feb 13, 1917: Canadian Club Speen - when volunteering doesn't work, use force image
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I consider my sketches as records of their own, not preparatory works for canvases.
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The mechanized god of war has outraced the right of man to live
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Tom Thomson 10 months ago
My sketching style evolved quickly because the North demands quick adaptation to its environment.
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Today, the choice of public service leads to probable death - President's Message Varsity War Supplement,1916
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The smell of balsam fir is much preferable to coal smoke and raw sewage
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Tom Thomson 10 months ago
No need to shout at the Almighty, he won't listen
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Tom Thomson 10 months ago
1916 The Red Maple, Algonquin Park #tt1916 image
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Look for the specifics of nature to find its higher beauty
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Tom Thomson 10 months ago
Harris once said, "There is so very much in whitness," referring to the colours of snow
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Tom Thomson 10 months ago
Without a pipe of tobacco and a good drink nothing can be done.
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Tom Thomson 10 months ago
I would accompany my Uncle Brodie for extensive hikes in the ravines, along the Scarborough Bluffs
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Tom Thomson 10 months ago
I returned in 1905 to Toronto and began life as a letterman in a commercial art firm.
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Tom Thomson 10 months ago
My painting technique was described as 'paint thrusted and smashed onto the board with axe-like swings'