Fred Varley tried to play matchmaker but I felt unworthy of the match.

My father did not believe I had the grit to stick things out

I helped Taylor Statten by hauling sand from Sims Pit to build his cottage chimney on Little Wap Island.

I would accompany my Uncle Brodie for extensive hikes in the ravines, along the Scarborough Bluffs

1908 Stormy Weather. Watercolour on paper 9 1/2 x 14 in.

I mind my own business and I expect others to mind theirs.

Every man passes his life in search for friendship.

A critic's first job is to make the reader laugh - at the expense of a stranger.

I was more than an aging farmboy - pulling eggs from chickens I've never seen

1912 View over a Lake - Shore with Houses #tt1912

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Nobody does nocturnes like #TomThomson

Mar 8, 1917 Full moon tonight. This is the Sap Moon, before the sap flows.

I need to get the feel as well as the look of country.

The jack pine tree is unique. It can only rise from the ashes of a fire.

The War has given every woman that hangdog look. There is no longer joy in the eyes of anyone.

A mystery I painted my best canvases in 1916-1917 but never showed in the @OSAartists 45th Spring Exhibition

Jim MacD gave me Jackson's letter to read describing the horrors of Sanctuary Wood.

Art lives in its mistakes.

1914 The Pink Houseboat last seen at @theartemporium

I embrace solitude

I embrace solitude

Square dances are a good way of getting to know women while keeping your options open.

I was just told artists should be catching bullets to save the real men.

I stripped my life down to its bare essential.

Trying to be naive and not intellectual gives you the better product.

Nothing focuses the mind better than a portage through the woods followed by a bear.

I picked up the habit of drinking when I was young

Awaiting Germany's next move

I can never keep straight who is fighting whom overseas

The realism in a photograph brings you only part of the way.

Tweeting from the Shack is hard work. Takes time away from my painting. If you enjoy this stream, please RT. Means a lot to me.

Please follow in my last spring. All tweets are authentic from 1916-17. Please let others know.

Potatoes are expensive, now.

Brushes are scarce.

Anyone who knows the Park will be disappointed when they get to Heaven

Someone described me as an artist with limited funds and a drinking problem.

Jackson was such a talker. I was such a good audience for him

By the end of 1914, I knew where I was going and how to get there as an artist.