
Big Rumi: at the Ruth Wittenberg Triangle
This large bronze sculpture (Big Rumi) is another striking example of Ghada Amer’s public art installations in the United States. The latticework of Big Rumi
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This large bronze sculpture (Big Rumi) is another striking example of Ghada Amer’s public art installations in the United States. The latticework of Big Rumi

Ghada Amer will be exhibiting here and for the first time her most recent colored bronze sculptures (Colored Thoughts) along with a number of large

This is a fantastic opportunity to view once again and in a fitting location Ghada Amer’s three large bronze sculptures: “L’étonnement d’Amélie”; “Suzy Playing,” and

Paravent Girls: Suzy Playing, Jennifer and Barbara, L’Étonnement d’Amélie (2021-2022). This is a great opportunity to view once again her large bronze sculptures proudly standing

This solo exhibition presents together and for the first time all of Ghada Amer’s monumental bronze sculptures, collectively entitled “Paravent Girls.” This series exemplifies Amer’s

A Woman’s Voice is Revolution This will be Ghada Amer’s first retrospective in France. Presented across three key venues in the port city of Marseille

After a twenty year absence, Ghada Amer finally returns to London with a brand new solo exhibit at the Goodman Gallery. Featuring a garden installation

The Women I Know Part II is Ghada Amer’s inaugural solo exhibition with the gallery. She will present a new series in which she creates intimate, painted and embroidered

The Women I know, Part I series is the latest development of Amer’s superimposition of figures and text, a visual approach she started to experiment with in

Internationally known for her embroidered canvases, Ghada Amer focused in the last years on creating works out of clay. On thin panels, Amer paints with
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S’il pleuvait des larmes
Lorsque meurt un amour
S’il pleuvait des larmes
Lorsque des coeurs sont lourds
Sur la terre entière
Pendant quarante jours
Des larmes amères
Engloutiraient les tours
S’il pleuvait des larmes
Lorsque meurt un enfant
S’il pleuvait des larmes
Au rire des méchants
S’il pleuvait des larmes
En flots gris et glacés
Des larmes amères
Rouleraient le passé
S’il pleuvait des larmes
Quand on tue les coeurs purs
S’il pleuvait des larmes
Quand on crève sous les murs
Sur la terre entière
Il y aurait déluge
Des larmes amères
Des coupables et des juges
S’il pleuvait des larmes
Chaque fois que la mort
Brandissant les armes
Fait sauter les décors
Sur la terre entière
Il n’y aurait plus rien
Qu’les larmes amères
des deuils et du destin.