I helped my Uncle Brodie, a well-known naturalist, gather specimens. He gave me the eye for the details of nature.
Tom Thomson
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Authenticity is dirty, gritty, uncomfortable but the result is exhiliarating.
In Seattle is where I started watercolours, designing and poring over art magazines.
1915-16 Moonlight Oil #upclose 
Tom Thomson's final weeks, relived via Twitter @globearts http://t.co/E07mAGnx
MacDonald made his first visit to Algonquin in March 1914. Jackson had been there a month.
The folks at Grip liked my work and encouraged my efforts.
The land that raises you will always be a part of you.
I feel like it is my duty to paint canvases but my real joy is sketching my boards,
War, like love, like religion makes all things new again. Written by poet knowing no difference between romance and horror.
Jackson showed me how to drag wet paint over previously dried paint.
1917 Cold Spring #tt1917 
An artist always has his own version of place.
Treat friendships with rough courage.
Feb 17, 1917 TORONTO GLOBE: FRENCH AND GERMANS BATTLING IN CHAMPAGNE. BRITISH VICTORY LOAN EXCEEDS ALL EXPECTATIONS.
When I was intensely painting I noticed no one - not even bears.
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 