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a collaborative poem with Catherin j Pascal Dunk
12 Thursday Jun 2025
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a collaborative poem with Catherin j Pascal Dunk
22 Thursday May 2025
Posted in art, Dada, kunst, outdoor, philosophy, photography, poetry, poezie, society, street photography
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blog, city, Dada, fotografie, gedicht, kunst, philosophy, photography, poetry, poezie
“Every day, every moment, seek for the richness of life.”

“Elke dag, elk moment, zoek de rijkdom van het leven”
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“Attentive, once the pain had vanished,
near the water level the transition was seen
of mass to infinity.”

“Met aandacht, nadat de pijn was verdwenen,
werd dichtbij het water de overgang gezien
van massa naar oneindigheid.”
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“The broom had scrubbed / its hair to an end.”

“De bezem had de haren / geschrobd tot het einde.”
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“The hand which reached toward richess
and the repair man of the broken glass
arrived one after the other.”

“De hand die reikte naar rijkdom
en de reparateur van het gebroken glas
kwamen na elkaar aan.”
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“What do we learn from our errors?”

“Wat leren we van onze fouten?”
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“Some creatures do not think about causes
or consequences,
but simply adapt to circumstances.”

“Sommige schepsels denken niet na over oorzaken
of gevolgen, maar passen zich eenvoudig aan
aan de omstandigheden.”
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Walking the city // Lopend door de stad, Amsterdam (NL) May 22, 2025.
(All images and texts (c) Drager Meurtant)
04 Sunday May 2025
Posted in art, Dada, kunst, mental health, philosophy, poetry, unrest
I. the attack
“A knife will not do, and bombs are so
general. But, if we hack their email,
we’ll achieve our goals without much
bloodshed..”

II. the complaints
“our problem was really the inability
to buy goods at foreign websites.”

all art and texts (c) Drager Meurtant, 2025
01 Tuesday Apr 2025
Posted in art, creation, Dada, defense, graphics, History, mental health, philosophy, photography, poetry, poezie, society
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Abuse of power, Dada, Force, gedicht, graphics, philosophy, photography, poetry, Pressure
Those in power know how to gain control:
First, intimidation is an effective means to suppress the voice of opponents.
If necessary, step up and use terror: this works by paralyzing opposition.
Acceptance
If you accept to be beaten
if you dig to be eaten,
then be my guest.

The Pursuit
If you are hunted, and if you are a prey
you better prepare for this fact.
Ignorance and denial are the weak spots in your armour.

(c) Drager Meurtant, all images and texts
05 Wednesday Mar 2025
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collage, contemporary, Dada, gedicht, kunst, philosophy, poetry, poezie, political
(1) More Turmoil
“Trouble loving tirans and their company
follow gut feelings and grudge
happy to steer all into the abyss”

(1) Meer beroering
“Tirannen en hun volgers
die hun onderbuikgevoel en wrok
allen in de afgrond doen storten”
(collage monotype fragments and book, DM, 2025)
(2) Out of curiosity (puzzled)
“Words have started to battle
with meaning;
positions move by whim
and denial has become the
new religion.
Now push the reset button.”

(2) Uit nieuwsgierigheid (verward)
“Woorden zijn gaan strijden
met betekenis,
posities worden grillig ingenomen
en ontkenning is het
nieuwe geloof geworden.
Druk nu de ‘reset button”
(monotype ink-transfer under pressure, 22×26 cm, DM, 2025)
(c) Drager Meurtant, http://www.meurtant.exto.org
10 Monday Feb 2025
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abstract, collage, contemporary, Dada, kunst, philosophy, poetry, poezie
“If your mind receives more pulses
than your heart beats
then let go”

Als de geest meer prikkels ontvangt / dan je hart klopt / laat dan gaan…
(collage monoprint fragments, 15×15 cm)
Drager Meurtant, 2025 (in private collection)
Leaning // Leunend
“Was it leaning or a posture
of inconfidence and shyness
that made standing tilted?”

“Was het leunen of een houding
voortkomend uit gebrek aan vertrouwen
en één van verlegenheid
dat voor een schuine houding tekende?”
(mixed media DM, 2024, 18 x 14 cm)
17 Friday Jan 2025
Posted in art, Dada, Decay, installation, kunst, mental health, philosophy, photography, poetry, street photography
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abandoned, Dada, factory, fotografie, philosophy, photography, poetry, poezie
At the entry of doubt and hesitance / the sound of metal joints / was in glaring contrast / to the empty space.

Bij het binnenkomen van aarzeling en van twijfel / klonken de gewrichten van metaal / in schril contrast tot de lege ruimte.
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Once buildings start to crumble / and walls start to tumble / then true beauty is revealed. // One must seek for a second / and split structures into basic elements. // This brings us to insight” (Oppenheimer contemplating about The Big One).

Wanneer gebouwen verpulveren / en muren instorten / dan komt de ware schoonheid tevoorschijn. // Je moet een seconde nemen / om daarna de structuur in basale elementen te splitsen. // Dat brengt ons inzicht. (Overweging van Oppenheimer over The Big One).
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An empty prison comes in place / where glue runs past a stone’s cast. // No, people, / that is not for understanding / that is for nót understanding / where we stand without ground / under our feet.

Een leeg gevang komt te staan / waar lijm voorbij een steenworp holt. // Neen mensen: dat is niet om te begrijpen / dat is om níet te begrijpen / waar we staan zonder grond / onder onze voeten is.
Photos taken by Drager Meurtant in old Leather Factory Oisterwijk, NL, February 4, 2014
Texts (c) DM, 2014-2025
04 Saturday Jan 2025
Posted in art, assemblage, Dada, defense, houses, installation, kunst, landscape, mental health, philosophy, poetry, poezie, society
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assemblage, Dada, kunst, landscape, oil-terminal, philosophy, poetry
In creating art, this artist examines human actions and the resulting society, with bonds and clefts.
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Bij het scheppen van kunst, onderzoekt deze kunstenaar het menselijk handelen en de maatschappij die hieruit volgt, met verbindingen en kloven.
After one village a second was build // and as so often / these contained two communities / with different beliefs. // After peevishness came quarrel / and this raised high: a full five meters. // The arrival of the oil-terminal / changed little apart from more fencing. // The bridge does not unite the inhabitants / but enables them to dwell on different paths.
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Na één dorp werd een tweede gebouwd / en als zo vaak, / waren het twee gemeentes in het geloof. // Na wrevel kwam ruzie / en die liep hoog op en wel vijf meter. // De komst van de olieterminal veranderde weinig / behalve nog meer heining. // De brug verenigt geen bewoners, / maar maakt dat de wegen gescheiden voortgaan.

(assemblage, 78x58x9 cm, DM, 2013)
30 Monday Dec 2024
21 Saturday Dec 2024
Posted in art, Dada, mental health, poetry, street-photography
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Dada, fotografie, gedicht, philosophy, photography, poetry, poezie, society
Hey, you:
Is it true you read, this, and the next
words and written thoughts, wrought
by sleeplessness, insomnia and sorrow.
Since this rotten world is consumed by
maggots, some with guns, the others
driven by envy, none silenced by having
to sit behind a Triumph, a Remington,
(mine is an Erika from the GDR) but
shouting on X, like crazy birds.
Who has control over the red button,
that will stop nonsense and sense alike,
in one sudden instance.
Aye, the worst dreams came true
arriving both from the east and west,
their messages driving holes like tubes
drawn by bullets in grey matter: cheese
it has become, infected by the craziness
of bulls – they must be bulls – that
disguised themselves as double burgers with
mayonnaise.
Now my cramped fingers find the words
silence and peace and know these must
differ from sleep without dreams.

Drager Meurtant, Dec 25, 2023 – Dec 12, 2024