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| Weight | .46 kg |
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| Dimensions | 22.86 × 15.24 × 1.25 cm |
Tom Thomson: Journal of My Last Spring
$25.00
Tom Thomson, as the famous Canadian landscape artist, gave Canada its most enduring icons, The Jack Pine and The West Wind. But Tom Thomson, as a private man, remains an enigma. Little is known about the man and even less is known about his personal thoughts, feelings and struggles with his art and with life against the darkening backdrop of history. A century has gone by since Tom Thomson disappeared in Algonquin Park on July 8, 1917. Eight days later, a body was found, rising up from the waters of Canoe Lake. What really happened, to this day, remains a mystery. Did he die of natural causes? Was it an accident? Was he murdered? Follow the final months and days of Tom Thomson in the revealing and intriguing pages of his journal.
Tom Thomson: Journal of My Last Spring is Tim Bouma’s first published novel.
“I have spent most of my life studying and speculating on Tom Thomson’s mysterious life and death. There is no recording of Tom’s voice, yet I have come over the years to feel that Tim Bouma has captured that ‘voice’ and given us new insights into the person he was and the times in which he lived.”
— Roy MacGregor, author of Canoe Lake and Northern
Light: The Enduring Mystery of Tom Thomson
and the Woman Who Loved Him.
ISBN: 978-1-77257-175-2 (PB)
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Tiffany Yemen –
You made him come alive… and very likeable… that caustic sense of humour is so good.
~Anonymous
Tiffany Yemen –
Thoroughly enjoyed, your book. I was quite taken with the slowly unfolding, and accurate, transition of winter to spring in the north, and the physical details that contributed such a sense of realism to the text; it did not occur to me that it was much harder to paint the kind of scenes he liked once the leaves came out. The details about fishing, camping gear, food, water currents, the shorelines, the lumbered-out land–all created a sense of the knowledgeable speaker so familiar with this world.
~Anonymous