The weather is getting better. Follow the journal of my last spring in 1917 #TomThomson

My aim was not be unique but to express truth and beauty as I saw it.

An artist's work is the artist's way of making another artist.

Ralph Bice never liked me. That was ok. I did not like him either.

I indulged myself in the brilliant fall colours, but truth is, spring is my favourite season.

Birch tree on rock with moss. http://t.co/BA80MdHkzf

I met Dr. MacCallum in 1912. Saw my sketches in J. MacDonald's studio. He rang every doorbell on Summerhill to find me.

Every man passes his life in search for friendship.

1917 Path Behind @mowatlodge #tt1917

1917 Winter Thaw #upclose #TomThomson No. 1 #tt1917