1913 White Caps, Smoke Lake #tt1913 
Tom Thomson
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Authenticity is dirty, gritty, uncomfortable but the result is exhiliarating.
1916 Pointer Boats #upclose 1 #tt1916 
Painting unveiled at last night's members dinner at the Arts and Letters Club 
Torontonians relieved that it is not cold - just windy. 
Bill Beatty left me the Varsity War Supplement. Destined for use in the privy. 
I have tea, and look at my canvases. I look at the finished ones and the blank ones ready to go.
I manage to get my groceries. I checked the directory in the Studio building to see if I have any mail.
For the Germans, it's more straightforward. They are enemies according to the Enemy Alien Registration Act,
To others, the country was a monotonous dreary waste, but for me it was full of undreamed riches.
My aim was not be unique but to express truth and beauty as I saw it.
1917 Dark Waters #tt1917 
A good smoke of the pipe and some reading to finish out the evening, there's nothing better.
That an artist needs to be depressed and drunk to do his best is utter myth
Why does a Nation have to define itself by War? Why not by Art?
Happy New Year everyone! 
I join the band, playing the violin
If I painted city scenes, I would run out of grey.
Avoid companions that insist on claiming the stern seat in a canoe.
The smell of balsam fir is much preferable to coal smoke and raw sewage