Country of birth
Country of residence
Mohammed Khalil was born in Jordan and later raised in Syria before receiving his master's degree in Fine Art in Germany, specialising in painting, ethcing, engraving and printing techniques / Khalil developed his artistic skills and participated in several solo and group exhibitions over 5 years of living in Cyprus / In 1996, following the Oslo peace accords he was able to return home for the first time in his life and he settled in Ramallah, where he established his own studio / Khalil also founded the Young Artists Forum, where he taught art to talented children and teenagers / He also heads the Fine Arts Program at the Ministry of Culture / Inspired by German Expressionism, Khalil paints with wide brush strokes, carefully selecting and distributing colours throughout his paintings, regardless of the subject / Khalil borrows themes from daily incidents that occur in Palestine and other Arab countries, adding a remarkable amount of symbolism and expressionism to his work /
2008 – El Mahata Gallery, Ramallah, Palestine
2001 – Cite Internationale, Paris, France
2001 – Khalil El-Sakakani hall, Ramallah, Palestine
1999 – El-Matal Gallery, Ramallah, Palestine
1998 – Naji El-Ali hall, Damascus, Syria
1994 – Abu Faisal Hall, Nicosia, Cyprus
1994 – Economides, Nicosia, Cyprus
1993 – Zacharias, Limassol, Cyprus
1993 – Opus 39, Nicosia, Cyprus
Where am I?
When I returned to the homeland for the first time, I was engrossed by the exquisite landscape, by the changing colours in the daytime and their continuous distribution throughout random spaces in the fields and mountain terraces. This amazement has taken my experience with plastic art on a new, unique adventure, namely to the abstract. Palestinian nature found its resonance in my first abstract painting. However, this experience did not last long. The second intifadabroke out and Israel invaded the West Bank. Affected by consequent human tragedies and pain, my artistic experience, which had barely started, shifted from the abstract to expressionism. The latter is my first school and the maker of my authentic experience. The absurdities and luxuries of colour in the abstract art were not capable of satisfying my radical emotions and sad feelings towards what was taking place on the ground. Therefore, this experience with abstraction vanished shortly before it ripened. I did not restore it.
Today, my experiences, the accumulation of my works and plastic art, have led me to go on with my first experience, my first adventure, with the abstract. I find myself moving gradually to the world of absurdity and madness in colour and form. No rules, no patterns. I am alone in front of the white space. Shall I say farewell to all my loved ones, the characters of my previous works, the people, animals and things that observed the scenes of my expression so sadly? Today, I will be leaving this beautiful expressionist world. Or will I never leave, as was my first experience many years ago?
Where am I standing? Where do I find my educated, contentious self, difficult to please? Where are you, satiety?