Girl: 'You are a disciple of Izaak Walton!' I whirl around. She smiles, 'Annie Colson told me to say that to get your attention.'

I go up to Joe Lake to fish. A girl guest from the Algonquin Hotel comes down to watch me. I ignore her. I am in my own thoughts

London was full of excessive drinking, gambling and eager experimentation with morphine and chloroform.

Jun 20, 1917 TORONTO GLOBE: IMPORTANT SPEECHES ON CONSCRIPTION

I'll need to ship some gear to my friend, Tom Wattie, in South River. When I do leave from here, it won't look like I'm leaving for good.

I'm starting to think of another plan. @WinnieTrainor and I will rendezvous up in South River and then go out West from there.

It's been a few days since I sent the letter to Billie Bear Lodge. I haven't heard anything back yet. I am getting worried.

The essence of life is creative but our manner of living is not creative.

1916 Cranberry Marsh and Hill #tt1916 found at @TheAGH

Only 18 days before I meet my fate on July 8, 1917 #TomThomson ?1

Me: 'Yeah, Martin. I was only passing by to say hi.' I draw my paddle and glide out of his sight line.

Martin Blecher sees me from within the boathouse. Yells, 'Just remember I got a gun for trespassers!'

Last time Martin and Bessie fought, furniture ended up in the lake.

In 1908 I was hired as a lettering assistant at Grip. My job - finishing the detailed work of the more talented artists

I figure that Martin Blecher is sleeping once again in the boathouse. When he fights with his sister, he sleeps in the boathouse.

I canoe by the Blecher boathouse. The doors are open. I can see a workbench, repair tools - and a gun.

Daisies in the meadows behind @mowatlodge. These are not aliens.

All the pretty girls are at Cache Lake.

There are other aliens in the Park: Martin Blecher.

I considered my sketches as records of their own, not preparatory works for canvases.