19 Sunday Jun 2022
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Clouds and sun, and earth:
where I rest, there is
crumbly clay that harbours
the memory of a face, of
a jar in Hellas,
of a teacher at school.
Wolken en zon en aarde:
waar ik rust, daar koestert
kruimelige klei de herinnering
van een gezicht, van
een kruik in Hellas,
van een leraar op school.
Graphics edition one (DM, 25-05-2021), poem 03-04-2022
24 Saturday Jul 2021
Posted in art, Dada, Decay, destruction, inside, philosophy, photography, poetry, street photography, Uncategorized, Urban nature
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Upon the entry of the enormous hall
the dark color on the floor
appeared to be caused by fire.
Arson, the extinction brigade thought
and kept the doors open.
The doors, that with some skylights
gave access to a bleak light
and the photographer.
Windows were not barred
as usual.
Some had had a party
Some had smashed the windows.
Those that aim for an answer
should formulate a question first
(NL tekst onderaan)
Meer dan donker
Na het binnengaan in de enorme hal
bleek de donkere kleur op de vloer
te zijn ontstaan door brand.
Gesticht, dacht de blusbrigade,
en hierna bleven de deuren open,
Die met enkele dakramen
een bleek licht toegang gaven,
evenals de fotograaf.
Sommigen hadden een feestje
Sommigen hadden de ramen ingeslagen
Diegenen die uit is op een antwoord
dient eerst een vraag te stellen.
(c) Drager Meurtant ext & photos, July 24, 2021
08 Monday Mar 2021
Posted in Le Pays, mental health, mushrooms, nature, natuur, outdoor, philosophy, photography, poetry, poezie, Uncategorized
(A note with images from March 7, 2021)
Today was different: it started grey and fairly cold. One year of 21st century pandemic, has certain effects. Dominant is the feeling of uncertainty. There are roadblocks at the border. Still, after six months with meetings by ‘skype’ only, the three of us met at small parking-place, to walk in the forest.
No kissing or hugging, we focus on nature, and some human acts.
One should not carve in skin of trees, but testimonies often are built on scars.
Going north, a logger had felled a tree and new life settled on the cut surface.
Tiny leaves left from autumn, have shadows imprinted on bark.
About fifty years ago, someone planted stakes on (and with a) purpose. One straight, the other leaning for support, joined with an iron nail.
Here, there is quietude, and the option to choose which way to go.
At another time, one may meet a fellow traveler on this earth, his/her shelter being a hole in the ground.
Someone took a token of belief, and by placing it in old tree trunk, fixed time and memory.
The clefts and riggles of bark of this birch tree surpass abstraction.
“Three of us is enough: not afraid of tension or to separate fields,
and create boundaries”
text and images (c) Drager Meurtant, March 7-8, 2021
22 Friday Jan 2021
Posted in landscape, nature, natuur, outdoor, philosophy, photography, poem, poetry, poezie
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Only after crossing trenches / and brooks, and raising / fallen trees upright, // followed by rubbing out / the dirty ground from narrow eyes, // and by calling loud: “I’m alone!” // motion started behind / the bushes.
Slechts na oversteek van greppels / en kreken, en het rechtzetten / van omgevallen bomen, // waarna de vuile grond uit geknepen ogen / werd gewreven , // en door luid te roepen: “ik ben alleen!” // kwam er beweging vanachter / het struikgewas.
One thought, it is a goat, / fastened with ties and anxious, // the other believed to perceive / a superior power.
De één dacht, het is een geit, / vastgebonden en angstig, // de ander meende, een hogere macht / te ontwaren.
But something unmentionable / crept forward: “reason evades an explanation.”
Maar iets onnoembaars kroop / te voorschijn: “de rede laat zich niet verklaren”
16 Wednesday Dec 2020
Posted in Dada, Decay, development, landscape, nature, natuur, outdoor, philosophy, photography, society, street photography, Uncategorized, Urban nature
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There came a day that the car needed a new wheel and we walked in the neigbourhood. The camera was in the backpack not for long.
This was a typical area of trade and operations, and in between there was a small area of bushes and trees.
Small spots of green (nature?) amids urban environment, easily brings surreal experiences.
Buildings and trees share a relation with height.
These are trees, the Dutch call ‘Acacia’, but wikipedia says Robinia pseudoacacia, or ‘false acacia’
nature looks at apartments in high buildings (8 stocks)
And looking one direction, an endless green nature expands for about 60 meter.
While the other way, preparations to build new quarter are under way…
And, the destructive nature of humankind is visible in this trolley
It is not good enough, to steal and leave such lorrey, no, it must be smashed…
Can trees survive without buildings?
The walk brought the aim of our trip, in a different format.
The last minutes of the time we had to wait, withing the dealer’s compound.
02 Friday Oct 2020
Posted in History, kunst, mental health, philosophy, poetry, poezie, street photography, Uncategorized
In order to divert your obsessive thinking about poor developments in the world order, close your eyes and ears, and take note:
What’s up there?
What’s there / up there?
just look, and think:
why?
Now that you are attentive, consider this:
Itching
Thre thre thre / dam ach sto gho per /
sell Rome never / sell less than ever /
you say words / just that /
words that itch / just that
empty mouth / movements
in vain action / of jaw muscles
The solution will not arrive from understanding, but acception might.
Clear water
Clear water is essential / in the acception of future events /
even if dark elements take control / over our movement /
and our experience gets blurred / by our inability to understand /
time / as the power of movement / and standstill.
Do not take things as these are, but start by improving yourself
19 Wednesday Jun 2019
Posted in archeology, Greece, History, landscape, outdoor, philosophy, photography, society, Uncategorized
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archeology, fotografie, Greece, History, landscape, Macedonia, Petres, philosophy, photography
In countries like Greece, the visitor must rely on stones to get a grasp of history and important developments of culture.
During a short journey in May 2019, In the department of Pella, Macedonia, Greece, we followed signs indicating “Ancient Archeological Site of Petres”.
When arriving there, and having parked the rented car and after walking about 400 m, the most surprising elements to us, were ancient big jars, present in many houses, that had been installed to store water (photo 1).
Looking at the plan of the small city, with rectangular houses, one starts to imagine people walking here, more than two thousand years ago. Discussing family affairs, the harvest, trade, threats… (photo 2).
The firm conclusion was: use talk, or writing, as social medium.
Information about the history of Ancient Petres:
“The ancient city occupies a natural mound to the NW of the village of Petres, in the region of Florina. Its total area reached 15-20 hectares and was protected by a fortification wall built of poros stone. The enclosed area included houses, and public buildings erected in a free layout, separated by streets, 2.5 m. wide. The city was founded in the 3rd century B.C. by Antigonos Gonatas, it flourished in the 2nd century B.C. and it ceased to exist in the 1st century B.C. It was again inhabited in the Roman period, but it moved to a different site.
The archaeological evidence leads to the conclusion that the city owed its development to its strategic position on the Egnatia Road and to its commercial exchanges with other Greek cities. The excavations of the site revealed useful information on the types of the private houses, which were continuously used in north-west Macedonia as late as the 19th century.
Excavations on the site were begun in 1982 and are still in progress, along with restoration and consolidation work of the ancient remains.
Wikimapia, with use of infomation of: http://odysseus.culture.gr/h/3/eh352.jsp?obj_id=2653,
31 Friday May 2019
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After thorough deliberation, trying to reach consensus and equal imput of the members of the jury, a final decision was reached on the three submitted art-peaces created by Drager Meurtant (NL, 1951)
During the process, the five members from the jury weighed the pros and cons of artistic protuberances, by applying the elementary principles prescribed for separation of figurative versus abstract (Instruction Report #A12B-567, 1983).
“Sorry Jean”
Art-peace One: “Sorry Jean” (2018)
Comments: the raw, primitive nature of the semi-figurative concrete relief, associates firmly with the wall and hence, the placement creates an actuality in addressing contemporary trauma. The integrative character expressed by the circumstantial placement on pre-existing background, makes the art an holistic event. The wholeness further enhances the pertinent relation with contemporary queries into the genesis of soul as sole force feeding eternality.
Decision: accept.
“Solitary Traveller”
Art-peace Two: “Solitary Traveller” (2018)
Comments: this ready-made, sculptural figuration really transpires the solitude, as the title implicates. By referring to the multiple miniature quadrants, the depth of research is enhanced, for the validity of use of objects – that in their history served a different role – in art practice, as this was first employed by Marcel Duchamp (Bicycle Wheel, 1913) or even earlier by the DaDa artist Elsa, the Baroness of Freytag-Loringhoven, with her Enduring Ornament (1913).
The blackish color reflects the loss of relevance of this art-medium for many art-historians. The use of one-sided lighting anguishes the perception by the viewer, in it’s ineluctable blow of the flow of time towards the end, without escape. In this way, the figure announces death, as already can be derived from the two title words.
Decision: accept.
“The Triangle”
Art-peace three: “The triangle” (2019)
Comments: the narrow margin lifting this work from two- into three dimensions serves a function as to elude from fixed barriers, frames and borders. The material applied, and the colors that follow at (superb) lighting are enchanting the spectator. With experience, however, the true meaning comes into vision: a play with prejudice, superstition and ordinary judgement. The host – when placed oppositive this well-crafted work, becomes a graft not able to suppress the primary reaction of being placed in a hostile environment. This conflict deepens the experience, since doubt opens the mind.
Decision: accept (special honor).
Members of the Jury:
Jacques de Santo Torres (chair)
Anna Viltan Navon (secretary)
Karl Hütting Wltack (member)
Vladimir Brosvokic (member)
Faith Runungongo (member)
14 Thursday Mar 2019
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Where and when sense switches to no – sense, is illustrated by three poems and images.
Ears
The size of ears / devised to hear signals
of distant life
parallels / the loss of perception
from life nearby.
Call center
“Think simple and relax:
by moving this job to Asia / the lady has more time/ to go shopping
and that’s good/ for our economy.”
Digital death
We are digitally / close to death
after loosing three / of our passwords
and having forgotten / the birthdate of
our parents.
The screen will snow / and our ears hear
the whistle of / the amazone
going by.
(photos and text (c) Drager Meurtant)
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