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Lawren Stewart Harris, CC (October 23, 1885 – January 29, 1970) was a Canadian painter. He was born in Brantford, Ontario and is best known as a member the Group of Seven who pioneered a distinctly Canadian painting style in the early twentieth century. A. Y. Jackson has been quoted as saying that Harris provided the stimulus for the Group of Seven. During the 1920s, Harris's works became more abstract and simplified, especially his stark landscapes of the Canadian north and Arctic. He also stopped signing and dating his works so that people would judge his works on their own merit and not by the artist or when they were painted.
In 1969 he was made a Companion of the Order of Canada.
Lawren Harris was born on October 23, 1885 to Thomas Morgan Harris and Annie J. Stewart (daughter of pastor William Boyd Stewart) in Brantford, Ontario into a wealthy family – the Harrises of the Massey-Harris industrialists. He attended Central Technical School and St. Andrew's College. From age 19 (1904 to 1908) he studied in Berlin. He was interested in philosophy and eastern thought. Later, he became involved in Theosophy and joined the Toronto Lodge of the International Theosophical Society. Lawren went on to marry Beatrice (Trixie) Phillips on January 20, 1910, and together had three children born in the first decade of their marriage. Soon after meeting and becoming friends with J. E. H. MacDonald in 1911, they together formed the Group of Seven. He financed the construction of a studio building in Toronto with friend Dr. James MacCallum. The Studio provided artists with cheap or free space where they could live and work.
You said you liked me but when you met her
She was perfectly sweet and you liked her better
She was all that and you let us know it
But she's holding something back and she's gonna blow it
It's not gonna be fair, I really don't care
What happens to you
Your turn you don’t know what’s coming
Gonna find out what I went through
My turn to watch you fall apart
You fond someone just like you
You’ve gonna way too far and your in too deep
Thinking you’re a star don’t know how you sleep
You better get ready better run for the door
She’s not your average sort she’s a carnivore
She started looking at you, like you used to do
Now you can be me..
Your turn you don’t know what’s coming
Gonna find out what I went through
My turn I just can’t help it
Finding it hard not to be amused
Your turn to get what’s comin
It’s time for you to learn to lose
My turn to watch you fall apart