You are What You Seek: Solo Exhibition
After an eight year absence, Ghada returns to Cape Town with a series of new works that highlight her mastery of a wide range of
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After an eight year absence, Ghada returns to Cape Town with a series of new works that highlight her mastery of a wide range of
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
This group show invites a number of artists to produce their own version of one of the Louvre’s masterpieces. On this occasion, Ghada Amer pays
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
Desert X In this third rendition of the “Women’s Qualities” garden, Ghada Amer carves in seven flowerbeds the traits most often associated with women by
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
Thousands of cacti in various shapes and colours impose a virtuoso pattern on the ground, a manipulated and sharp reference to the great tradition of
Ghada Amer marks the history of art using alternative methods and tools associated with the work of women. She features archetypes of happiness, love and
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
Boris Vian
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.