Selections from Syria

Courtesy of the Hindiyeh Museum of Art

black and white, person silhouetted

ABDUL KARIM FARAJ
UNTITLED , 1989
PRINT 5/6 (48 X 32 CM)

black and white print of bee

SOULAF ABAS
LOVE AFFAIR , 2008
PRINT 4/6 (19 X 73 CM)

abstract face painted in blue

TALAL MOUALLA
UNTITLED, 2008
OIL ON CANVAS (118 X 118 CM)

abstract figure

GHAYYATH AL-AKHRAS
UNTITLED, 2015
PRINT 17/ 5 0 (190 X 130 CM )

calligraphy art

AHMAD MUFTI
UNTITLED, 2008
CALLIGRAPHY (23 X 26 CM)

abstract figures in watercolor

FATEH AL MOUDARRES
UNTITLED, 1981
WATERCOLOR ON PAPER (36 X 37 CM)

fuzzy figure on blue background

NASSER HUSSEIN
UNTITLED, 2008
ACRYLIC ON CANVAS (120 X 120 CM)

bronze figure with wings/ cape

MUSTAFA ALI
UNTITLED
BRONZE (14 X 20 X 7 CM)

abstract painting of shapes

ABDUL KARIM FARAJ
UNTITLED, 2007
MIXED MEDIA ON PAPER (57 X 59 CM)

calligraphy

MOUNEER AL SHAARANI
UNTITLED , 1988
CALLIGRAPHY A.P. PRINT (48 X 48 CM)

figures gathered in a circle

ABDUL KARIM FARAJ
UNTITLED , 1998
PRINT 3/6 (47 X 45 CM)

fish-like figures

GHAYYATH AL-AKHRAS
UNTITLED , 1976
PRINT 10/50 (32 X 31 CM)

 

The Hindiyeh Museum Of Art in Jordan exhibits a distinguished collection of contemporary Arabic art from the start of the 20th century to the present, with frequent new acquisitions from established and emerging artists. The museum is home to numerous masterpieces of painting and sculpture from all over the Arab world, including regions, countries, and artists poorly-represented in the canon of contemporary art. 

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