There's nothing better than dragging along another painter with you in the wilderness.

May 7, 1915 was not a good day to be a German in Ontario - the day of the sinking of the Lusitania.

Jackson knows the line 'where sanity ends and the kingdom of freaks begins.'

1917 Larry Dickson's Shack #tt1917

In June 1915, Jackson enlisted as a private in the Sixtieth Battalion

Through you have nothing to do, you have hardly any time to spare when you are alone in the woods

City Council doesn't want a subway - too expensive.

Feb 17, 1917 Toronto World

My sense of colour came from my Seattle days where I saw the birth of the coloured images on the printed page

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

1916 Dappled Thicket #tt1916

A man who lives is prepared to die at any time #ttletter

In 1908 I joined the engraving house, Grip Ltd - it was my graphic arts university.

Jackson and myself have been making quite a few sketches lately and I will send a bunch down with Lismer #ttletter

I liked to get my birch panels from a veneer mill in South River. I ordered them by the hundred-lot.

1915-16 Opulent October

Frank Johnston understood the meaning I was trying to convey.

For the landscape to paint, I was indebted to the lumber companies; dams, log shutes, camp clearings

I have self-doubts , but I am grateful for Dr. MacCallum's unwavering faith in my work.

I was keenly interested in the work of Van Gogh