It's never too early or too late to start anew.
1913 Red Forest, Fall #tt1913 @mcacgallery 
October 1914, Jackson met up with in the Park. That fall, the colours were their finest.
I've stored my canoe at the Trainor cottage. Now that the ice is out I will be using it daily
Painting untouched nature is not as interesting as painting recovery from previous clearcut.
The ice is finally out. Follow me during the days of my last spring in 1917 http://t.co/FwDw7kBtFE
In the summer of 1914 while returning to Algonquin, I met Premier Borden in Muskoka
I notice activity by the Blecher Cottage. The Germans are back. Must have arrived by submarine.
Mr. Blecher always knows how to stir the pot.
I will try to tell my story as truthfully and accurately as I can. Please let others know.
Day-trips mostly. I need to stay close to Mowat Lodge in the hopes of getting guiding work. Money is short.
Picasso, Matisse, Duchamp, Delauney - I heard about them from Jackson
The black flies won't be out until end of May. Fly-fishing for Brook trout on Potter Creek is grand.
The Blechers have arrived at their cottage. The American flag is up.
Mulligan stew is one of my favourite creations.
The ice in Canoe Lake has finally broken up
1917 Path Behind @mowatlodge #tt1917 
I hear a frantic bell-ringing coming from the verandah. Lt. Crombie has pronounced official Canoe Lake ice out at 3:00pm May 1, 1917
The typical Canadian is materialistic and conventional.
An admiration of my sketch would prompt me to give it away.
1917 Winter Thaw #upclose #TomThomson No. 1 #tt1917 
Is my duty to be in the trenches, killing or being killed in the name of love of country?
If it works, it is true.
Why does a Nation have to define itself by War? Why not by Art?
A terrible hangover and a dark mood today. Annie Fraser chastised me last night on my drunken state
One week camping with two men and no fishing requires seven lbs of bacon.
1917 Northern Lights Up Close 3 - The stars of Cepheus, the King of Ethiopia #tt1917 
Why does a Nation have to define itself by War? Why not by Art?
The critics were frightened of my grasp of colour.
Why does a Nation have to define itself by War? Why not by Art?
A Methodist is a Baptist who can read.
In a large gathering I have nothing to say, but in the company of friends I am a different man
I considered my sketches as records of their own, not preparatory works for canvases.
I frame the composition in my mind first and then seek the scene in nature.
Spruces and hemlocks in front of the rest of the bush make for a nice contrast.
Heading down to south shore of Canoe Lake. Taking an old logging road that's cleared up. Brings me past Gill Lake.
Apr 4, 1917 TORONTO GLOBE: SMASHING DRIVE AGAINST ST. QUENTIN. WASHINGTON RUSHES PREPARATIONS FOR WAR
1908 Stormy Weather. Watercolour on paper 9 1/2 x 14 in. 
It is our savage nature gives us creativity and passion.
I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree - poet Joyce Kilmer