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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

Lawren Harris said I was a fine companion - direct, straightforward, and naturally at home in the lakes and woods.

1915 Morning #tt1915

Torment is part of the artist's job description

Harris was scared of usng bright colours.

I shared Studio One with Franklin Carmichael until he got married. Then I moved into the Shack.

In 1901 I went to Seattle and was a lift-boy in a hotel.

1913 Birches 8x11 inches oil on paperboard

Camp Petawawa in 1915 was filled with interned Austrians and Hungarians, bankers and muscians, mostly.

I never went to Europe art school so I had to draw my own observations

I did my best work when I was not the best of company.

A good artist makes you forget you are looking at brush strokes on canvas.

1908 Aldersyde, the Harkness Farm

Conventional artist wisdom is to place living trees in the background. I like placing dead trees in the foreground.

Harris was attracted to the occult

I can never keep straight who is fighting whom overseas

The typical Canadian is materialistic and conventional.

1913 Sky - The Light That Never Was. #tt1913

Camp Petawawa in 1915 was filled with interned Austrians and Hungarians, bankers and muscians, mostly.

Harris encouraged me to knock out of me preconceived ideas of art. I had none to begin with.

Wilderness is a source of power.

Every man passes his life in search for friendship.

The remedy for overly-civilized men is a camping vacation.

In a large gathering I have nothing to say, but in the company of friends I am a different man

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 http://wp.me/p2YBXq-Nf

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 https://youtu.be/yUu35ypvkrU

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