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Kirana HAAG artist
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Kirana HAAG artist
gallery of artworks
art commissions
art classes
meet Kirana
art journal
contact
gallery of artworks
art commissions
art classes
meet Kirana
art journal
contact
Kirana Haag - gallery of artworks Solemn mornings
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Solemn mornings

$3,700.00

92w x 92h x 5d cm

Mixed media on Belgian linen

Stretched in a white L-slip frame

Ready to hang

Signed on back

I would get up at 5am, find my painting clothes, make a cup of tea, and stand in my studio leaning at my art table overlooking our bay, waiting for the first light to find its way along the shore.

Every morning.

Painting in this early new light, expressing through colour the feelings of each particular morning, being so wonderfully different to yesterdays, became a beloved ritual and much more.

I fell in love with where we live with renewed intensity.

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92w x 92h x 5d cm

Mixed media on Belgian linen

Stretched in a white L-slip frame

Ready to hang

Signed on back

I would get up at 5am, find my painting clothes, make a cup of tea, and stand in my studio leaning at my art table overlooking our bay, waiting for the first light to find its way along the shore.

Every morning.

Painting in this early new light, expressing through colour the feelings of each particular morning, being so wonderfully different to yesterdays, became a beloved ritual and much more.

I fell in love with where we live with renewed intensity.

92w x 92h x 5d cm

Mixed media on Belgian linen

Stretched in a white L-slip frame

Ready to hang

Signed on back

I would get up at 5am, find my painting clothes, make a cup of tea, and stand in my studio leaning at my art table overlooking our bay, waiting for the first light to find its way along the shore.

Every morning.

Painting in this early new light, expressing through colour the feelings of each particular morning, being so wonderfully different to yesterdays, became a beloved ritual and much more.

I fell in love with where we live with renewed intensity.

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I’m so honoured to share that two of my artworks, 'Not in the Middle of It' and 'Driftwood', are currently being exhibited in Rome at @rossocinabro_gallery where they’ll be showing for the next three months.

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