{"id":5064,"date":"2025-08-27T13:53:07","date_gmt":"2025-08-27T10:53:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/roots-fouad-agbaria-in-a-solo-exhibition\/"},"modified":"2025-10-21T13:58:55","modified_gmt":"2025-10-21T10:58:55","slug":"roots-fouad-agbaria-in-a-solo-exhibition","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/en\/roots-fouad-agbaria-in-a-solo-exhibition\/","title":{"rendered":"Roots | Fouad Agbaria in a Solo Exhibition"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--StartFragment --><\/p>\n<p class=\"pf0\"><span class=\"cf0\"><strong>Fouad Agbaria, the veteran artist who moves between Musmus and Umm al-Fahm, presents virtuoso paintings along with thin iron installations and the installation &#8216;Sabra&#8217; that he prepared especially for the exhibition at the Givat Haviva Shared Art Gallery. Agbaria, who also moves between identities and affiliations, invites viewers to meander through his roots. <\/strong> <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"pf0\"><span class=\"cf0\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-4976 alignright\" src=\"https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/%D7%A4%D7%95%D7%90%D7%93-%D7%90%D7%92%D7%91%D7%90%D7%91%D7%A8%D7%99%D7%94_%D7%A2%D7%99%D7%95%D7%95%D7%A8-%D7%91%D7%9E%D7%95%D7%9C%D7%93%D7%AA%D7%95-2025.-%D7%A9%D7%9E%D7%9F-%D7%A2%D7%9C-%D7%91%D7%93-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"Blind in His Homeland\" width=\"190\" height=\"289\" \/>Agbaria explores his past with his hands: the rough textures he scooped from<br \/>\nthe soil, which he still cultivates today, are placed on the canvas in a way that<br \/>\nbrings his realistic and fantastical paintings to life. The wild and charged<br \/>\nlandscape of his childhood changed throughout his life and gave rise to<br \/>\ndifficult feelings of disappointment, frustration, and emotional detachment,<br \/>\nwhich he translated into art that sends out roots in all directions, clinging and<br \/>\nbeing uprooted, intertwining and letting go.<br \/>\nThe motif of roots appears in all of his works, as a symbol that seeks to be<br \/>\nembedded in national, familial, and agricultural soil, but is torn away and<br \/>\nreveals prominent,<br \/>\nsensual, and aggressive living roots that connect him to his father and mother,<br \/>\nto childhood memories and culture, and to the uprooting to which he clings. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"pf0\"><span class=\"cf0\">Agbaria grows cactus hedges and produces stems, forcing proximity on plants<br \/>\nthat did not choose to come close, and reviving ideas born in his orchard<br \/>\nlocated not far from the separation wall. This severance of the space and the<br \/>\nfabric of life is expressed in large paintings, rich in strokes of color, that will fill<br \/>\nthe gallery walls, ranging from anger to lyricism and longing. At the center of<br \/>\nthe space will stand the living model, a cactus whose exposed, torn roots will<br \/>\nsuck up liquid, part water, part blood, from an artificial source; in this way, the<br \/>\ncactus will continue to exist and breathe even outside its natural environment,<br \/>\nresuscitated by the artist. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"pf0\"><span class=\"cf0\">For the first time, Agbaria&#8217;s carpets also undergo a metamorphosis: after<br \/>\npainting countless embroidered Palestinian carpets, this time they too become<br \/>\nmetal installations, laser-cut, with their colorful threads hiding behind them<br \/>\nand reminiscent of the familiar order of things. These carpets, which have lost<br \/>\nthe softness of the fabric, also tell his story and send roots back to his<br \/>\npersonal and national biography. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>Names of the works: &#8216;The Memorial Stand&#8217;, &#8216;Blind in His Homeland&#8217;, &#8216;Between Heaven and Earth&#8217;<\/strong><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-4958 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/WhatsApp-Image-2025-08-26-at-11.24.00.jpeg\" alt=\"Fouad Agbaria\" width=\"558\" height=\"904\" srcset=\"https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/WhatsApp-Image-2025-08-26-at-11.24.00.jpeg 987w, https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/WhatsApp-Image-2025-08-26-at-11.24.00-185x300.jpeg 185w, https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/WhatsApp-Image-2025-08-26-at-11.24.00-632x1024.jpeg 632w, https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/WhatsApp-Image-2025-08-26-at-11.24.00-768x1245.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/givathaviva.mymvn.app\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/WhatsApp-Image-2025-08-26-at-11.24.00-948x1536.jpeg 948w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 558px) 100vw, 558px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><!--EndFragment --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fouad Agbaria, the veteran artist who moves between Musmus and Umm al-Fahm, presents virtuoso paintings along with thin iron installations and the installation &#8216;Sabra&#8217; that he prepared especially for the exhibition at the Givat Haviva Shared Art Gallery. Agbaria, who also moves between identities and affiliations, invites viewers to meander through his roots. 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