Biography
Ahmad Mallah (He/ They) 1990
Starting from his own skin and going through different technics, he immersed himself in a long journey in search of his identity as a Palestinian artist who was born and raised in Syria before the war once again forced him to flee on another asylum journey, until he arrived in the Netherlands in 2014. His art is an exploration of the body, war, diaspora, identity, gender and belonging. Through his interdisciplinary art practice, he represents his personal experiences as being stateless for a long time. Ahmad does not belong to a specific place and time; for him belonging is a dilemma of our existence, a state of emotional and intellectual flux between our human desires for safety and freedom. This flux formulates our contemporary identity and deeply influences our humane fate.
Ahmad's ongoing duo perfromative collaboration with partner Rebecca Lillich // Krüger has been shown at Prospects-Mondrian Fonds at Art Rotterdam , Oeroel festival in Terschilling , Schunck Museum in Heerlen and Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam to name a selection.
Artist Statement
...The walls have ears Ahmad...', my mother used to say. In Syria
parents tell this often to their children.
It is a phrase that all children have been raised with.
'The walls have ears', or, don't speak up about politics or
freedoms you have a right to as a human being.
Freedom of speech is a taboo in Syria. So, I was silent.
I've always felt trapped between these 'listening walls' and I
have even been imprisoned between 4 walls during the
revolution in Syria.
My past is the inspiration behind my work. I've started
capturing my stories in art and language, in order to share them
with people.
After being brought up with the concept that 'even the walls
have ears'; it was a difficult but incredible journey to choose
and express myself to the extreme. In art.
By painting and portraying I observed my fears. My sorrow. My
frustrations. Creating art helped me to heal my soul and mind.
I am the maker and I am the artwork. And even though the
walls have ears, I am silent no more.