In his Art, Qais Al-Sindy uses varieties of media; (painting, installation, video, conceptual, performances…etc.), yet, he focus on painting; and find himself as a ‘Painter’ through pigments and colors on canvas.
His Art explores the world we are living in, and travel the inner feeling of the human being and how they connect to each other with their various beliefs, mentalities and politics. The receiving- of each other- is yet another of life’s “here’s a side of hurt” lessons and it is never truly acceptance unless it has cost us something to arrive there; inadequate yet true. His vital point is to raise questions started with: “Why?” and embed endless answers between the fold of the artwork. The questions that he asks through his art, is to find answers with the audience, relying on their own interpretations and backgrounds. In spite of the differences of the answers, the results are most likely pour in the same channel that brings both aesthetic pleasure and aesthetic concern.
Being an Iraqi born artist residing currently in the United States, many experiences have influenced the evolution of his art and reshaped it accordingly. The multi-cultural background offered me wide and analytical vision in approaching the humanistic issues that help to make –here and there- better place to live in.
Furthermore, Al-Sindy sees his artworks in general, are revealing the shutter of the -outside- world, and helping the people to feel and share what are going on any spot in this world; leading to consolidate the concept of peace, hope and love.
Qais Al-Sindy was born in Baghdad (1967) and currently resides in California- USA. He received B.Sc., college of Engineering, Baghdad University in 1989. Thereafter, he started to study Art. In 2000, he received BA, Academy of Fine Arts, in Baghdad University in which he got his MFA (Master in Fine Art) in 2004.
Since his well-received exhibition (Letters don’t burn) in Dar Al-Anda, Amman-Jordan (2007), Al-Sindy’s works expanded Worldwide, espically for his Solo Exhibitions; February 12th, Solo Exhibition (Lovers), San Diego, USA- (2016), (You…&I), E C Gallery, Beverly Hills, Los Angeles- (2015), (Deferred Dreams), Syra Art Gallery, Washington –DC- (2014), Two Artist Exhibit (Encoded Histories) with Doris Bittar, San Diego Mesa College, CA, - (2014), (Return to the Garden of Eden), Washington DC- - (2014), (Colorful Concepts) Ro’iya Art Studio- Jeddah, Kingdom Saudi of Arabia- (2013),. (The Struggle for Survival), Foresight Art Gallery/ Amman- Jordan- (2012), (Reconciliation with Oneself), Arts Gallery- Kuwait- (2012), (Who Knows What the Hoopoe Said?), 4-Walls Art Gallery- Dubai, United Arab Emirates- (2012), (The Lost Paradise), Orient Art Gallery, Amman-Jordan - (2011), (Endless Peace) at United Nation Headquarter in New York- (2009), (Secrets of the other half), California, USA- (2009), (Love and Peace), Endangered Planet gallery, Laguna beach, CA, USA- (2008), (Mamdooh), Fribourg city/ Switzerland- (2007).
Moreover, Al-Sindy, has participated in numerous collective exhibitions all over the world: for example but not limited to: (East and West…Crossroads) - Demouzy Contemporary, New York- (2016), (The Night and the Desert Know Me)- Joan Hisaoka Healing Arts Gallery at Smith Center for Healing and the Arts, Washington- DC- (2016), San Diego Art Fair (2015), Altered Horizons- San Diego Mesa College- (2014), (Mesopotamia Art and Artists in Diaspora), Collective Exhibition of five artists. Edgar Varlea Fine Arts (EVFA) Gallery- Los Angeles- (2011), 12th International Cairo Biennale, Cairo- Egypt-(2010), (Us), Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates- (2010). 2191 Days and Count- Brooklyn, New York (2009)…etc.
Al-Sindy has been subject to many interviews in many TV and Radio channels including: Al-Hurra- DC (2017), Al Iraqia (2016), Fox 5 News (2014), Al-Arabia, Dubai, (2012), Kuwait National Channel (2012), mbc group, Media City, Dubai, (2009), Radio France (2003). In addition, Al-Sindy was selected by The National Council for Culture, Arts & Letters to be a jury member in the Annual National Plastic Exhibition in Kuwait (2012). As well as, he was interviewed in many Arabian and National newspapers and magazines.
When I visited Museum of Modern Art in New York for the first time, I was very impressed with the Picasso's (Three Musicians), which is a large painting in the style of Synthetic Cubism. It is part of series painted while Picasso was with his young family in the Fontaineblueau in the summer of 1921.I created this Artwork( The Musician Family) in mix of Expressionism and Cubism Style. I feel that this family; Father, Son and Daughter are playing their favorite sonata while the mother is preparing the dinner, yet she will play on Piano, while they will prepare tea. It’s the passion of love of music in a very talented family.
Life is full of unexpected and unexplained things and situations. We may experience failure and depression. We may come across times when we have to let go, although reluctantly. At these moments of life, hope and motivation are the only things that can help us out of it.It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all, in which case you have failed by default.Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it, begin it now.
Being listening to Vivaldi the whole time when I was painting this series; I titled them based on the (Four Season). A Woman carrying her child on her shoulder during the season of harvest.
Red is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. Vermilion is menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Scarlet is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color of rebirth. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to find your real lover and stay with him/her.
Being raised back in Iraq, When I used to go to Southern of Iraq, I keep watching how the Palm Date farmers climb the tall Palm trees and get the dates. I like their feeling after a long day of working in harvesting the date.
The theme of 'Horses' is always my favorite in many of my art series. Here, I have been inspired by a poem of Caroline Elizabeth Sarah NortonShe stated in her peom:MY beautiful! my beautiful! that standest meekly by With thy proudly arched and glossy neck, and dark and fiery eye; Fret not to roam the desert now, with all thy winged speed- I may not mount on thee again-thou'rt sold, my Arab steed! Fret not with that impatient hoof-snuff not the breezy wind- The further that thou fliest now, so far am I behind; The stranger hath thy bridle rein-thy master hath his gold- Fleet-limbed and beautiful! farewell! -thou'rt sold, my steed-thou'rt sold! ...
Many of people saw this artwork in which they sensed a deep feeling coming out of the figures over this canvas. Some of them found themselves in these figures, and felt their stories are represented in this painting. This made me feel that my resource of creating is always the feeling and experience that I get from people I meet in my life. Since they are true feeling, everybody will see himself/herself in that position.
"I like exploring different layers in human-being personality. Integrity and pride are the most characteristics that people try to hold in their personality. Here, mixing the expressionism and cubism, I tried to show how a man show his integrity through his face gestures."
"Capturing the inner feeling of the lovers is my main concern in creating my art especially in the long series of lovers. Love, is the secret of life, in which we can solve all the problems accumulation in our globe. love defeat hatred, and triumph upon the feud and hostility."
"Don’t ask me my friend how my lover looks like. You can find his face in the flutter of butterflies, in the ocean, in the breathing of dales and in the song of every nightingale…his ship is already anchored."
I was influenced slightly with the cubism in creating this painting. This art show the deep paternity of how father care about his son and his future."
"Sometimes the pets are real and good friends more than the human-beings."
That there are associations with red hair that I utterly reject and others I wear proudly means nothing to anyone else, since I don't get to choose how the observer sorts those same traits. Grazing through the stereotypes, I am on the delicatessen plan, winding a way over the menu offerings, picking, choosing and rejecting; adhering to some, dismissing others. Having adopted a method of personal vigilance that allows me to be on the lookout for associations that suffuse my color with preferred associations and to reject those I choose not to adopt, I enhance my self-image. But to other people my red hair is more a take-it-or-leave-it experience: Red-haired, to them, I may also be a certain type of person, complete with temperament.”
"I represent the Love and Kindness of Mothers with this hue of red color. Each kid is touching a breast of their mother as a faithful symbol of maternity."
The war usually attends any wedding in my town.
Lovers become prepared and well trained to dance with her.
She sits quiet when they are kissing each other.
Sometimes, the war smiles when they promise each other an endless love.
This war is domesticated,
and lovers learn to enjoy after washing dust off.
They go on honeymoon after she returns home.
Rana Jaafar Yaseen
A Mothers Song
You hold a mothers love
outside a ghosted house
quiet whispers grieve
with each breath -
Up. Down. Up. Down.
Entwine your mourning
having the tart taste
of a cherry
and the sticky sweetness
of a fig
that lingers on
in the childs mind
cradled in the mothers arms
in the strength of your palm.
She has yet to really know
the fiery breath
We looked at the map
We crossed all these rivers
Searching for the new god
The priests said
He was born for our sake
When we found his birthplace
We saw humans, like us,
Mourning him in somber processions
We walked with them
They told us
About all those rivers they crossed
Searching for the new god
The priests said
He died for their sake
I invite certitude.
Stars come down to help.
As we leave our past stories to break away, we dress up.
Such a joy!!
I walk this path, onward, perpetuating this unstoppable resurrection.
I just walk…
A book is in my purse.
Light is within me.
I embrace one word: rise.
Suns, like beads, surround my ivory neck.
Rana Jaafar Yaseen
Peregrinate & Pregnant
Not all is forsaken.
Hope in me
With every step taken.
Waiting to be.
Inside the man's head
Time that was stopped
And time that just began, memories of...
Fragrances colors echo of laughter
Orchards and Palms.
Small planet when talking about galaxies.
But vast and cold when talking about humanity seeking a warm embrace.
Einas Khorshid Fahoum
This Painting is one of a long series I am working on, the series of exile and travel. To show how the inner feeling of people who have to move and get displaced. It's a trip to unknown destiny, yet, not giving up good faith and hope.
filled with want & desire
you break apart
a comet leaving
the worlds atmosphere
a shadow existence
the jeans, the jar, the lipstick, the house
fade as a memory
visited long, long ago
while we look on -
as fish going
the stiffening of breasts
the inability of a hand
the question of a mate