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Recent Thoughts // Recente Gedachten

10 Monday Feb 2025

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“If your mind receives more pulses
than your heart beats
then let go”

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?”

Leaning // Leunend

“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)

Three experiences // Drie ervaringen

17 Friday Jan 2025

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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

Alternate wish 2024-2025

21 Saturday Dec 2024

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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.

(Amsterdam, former NDSM shipyard)

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

Nothing // Niets

25 Friday Oct 2024

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I don’t believe in anything anymore.

it wasn’t a fall / not a gradual disappearance / 

but a sudden realization.

there was not a thing / at checking the map “belief”

that’s how simple it can be:

no memory either / and the back-up / was also empty.

this won’t work, I concluded / and decided to go cycling

niets geloof ik meer.

het was geen val, geen / geleidelijke verdwijning /

maar een plotse vaststelling.

er bleek niets te zijn / bij het raadplegen /

van de map “geloof”.

zo simpel kan het zijn: / geen herinnering ook / 

en de back-up was / eveneens leeg.

dan maar niet, dacht ik / en besloot een eindje

te gaan fietsen.

Drager Meurtant, 9-9-24

(monoprint, two elements, size image 12×20 cm
(DM, Sept 9, 2024)

Inhabited

11 Sunday Aug 2024

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When locks fail / there is no need for keys.

Doors open freely / when people knock.

At night darkness closes / the access, safe, without sound.

Outside and inside are separated / by will, not by force.

Gäststatte zur alten Post, Witzhelden, NRW. Germany

Veiled

Your utter absence / was revealed by the texture
of these sheers used as veils / for protection against
unwanted looks.

text and photo (c) Drager Meurtant, 2024

Two sources one stream

05 Monday Aug 2024

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Hello, this is your virtual road assistance guide: when taking turns and determining your goal, you may ask: “is it possible that two sources form one stream?“

“Source”, mixed media of monoprint and etching, DM, 2023

Catherin Pascal Dunk and Drager Meurtant attempted to create two poems by sequential and mutual interactive exchange of lines / stanzas, and composing a joint stream of words or lyric.

you may find the results here:

Samensmelten / Merging
L’arche de Noé / Rampenbeheer

On the Road to Paris

31 Wednesday Jul 2024

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The idea was to make a short trip to Paris by bus at the end of November 2023. Calculated time of departure 9.30 hours, which became 9.50 hours.

This seems like a dull road trip, at 2 hours 30 minutes on the way, N Belgium
A17 in N France, 4 hours on the way
About 4 hours and one minute on the way, now in N France

High way in N France, 5 hours and a minute on the way

On this road hoping for good or better / while seated on the front row in a bus / heading for La Ville Lumière (the City of Light) / rain came pouring, slashing the windows / and changing the experience into murk and flashing screen scenes / of viaducts crossing the motor road.

At the entry of the ‘Peage’ (Toll road), time 14.47 hrs

At the exit of the ‘Peage’ (Toll road) at 16.07 hrs

The driver from Eastern Europe / talking to another driver crossing / the content in a different direction / in their own language / endlessly.

In the tunnel (1)
In the tunnel (2)
At about 6.5 hours drive, Paris is near.

Still, the driver paid attention to the traffic on the road, the lights / and he drove peacefully to the terminus / at Gare de Bercy.

Getting close to the ‘Peripherique’
Readiness to remove our rubbish
Keep left for the Peripherique (at 16.39 hrs)
We are very near now, at 17.19 hours
Exit to Gare de Paris: Gare de Bercy.

The Trek (Modern Times)

27 Thursday Jun 2024

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Is there more pressure, a heavier load / a road more insidious?

The Trek (Modern Times) – I

Is the texture of existence ruder / and less predictable and / is nature no longer trustworthy / not even in ourselves?

The Trek (Modern Times) – II

Yes, with the objective to serve / ourselves most / we become more otherless.

The Trek (Modern Times) – III (detail)

Sculpture, assemblage of wooden laths, coated with A-1 cast and paint plus piece of soap in cloth coated with A1 cast; 59x45x33 cm.

(c) Drager Meurtant, June 2024

The real powers

19 Friday Apr 2024

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Once green leaves unfold

touched by light inevitable,

and the tumult of bulletins of war

is quenched by the streams

of food and fluids that trees use

to establish a firm dictate of spring,

then those with arms and bullets

are dislodged into an obscure abyss of

irrelevance and oblivion, from

which escape can only occur by 

pushing by press agencies.

Other forces are minute and unheard

yet unstoppable, such as time

and the sequence of seasons,

the need felt by birds to sing

in spring.

And here and now

I must give way, since no words

can catch this inner drive to

flourish and to follow the laws

of nature.

The path we might follow

runs back in time, where the past

has taken firm position, in anger

fuelled by neglect and

by being overlooked.

Photos and text by Drager Meurtant, April 2024

Positions (unaware – the fall)

30 Saturday Mar 2024

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Basic terms  / (explain) / the fall as junction / between earth and / above.

Swift and silent / grades / of an approach / unwanted but inevitable.

Once steps were / made from / one position / the other ones followed / without thinking / ahead.

Positions (unaware – the fall)

Posities

(onbewust – de val)

Voorwaarden aan de basis / (verklaren) / de val als een verbinding / tussen de aarde en / daarboven.

Snelle en stille / stappen in een / benadering, ongewenst / maar onafwendbaar.

Toen treden waren / genomen van één positie / volgden de andere zonder / vooruit te denken.

(collage of monoprint fragments, 2020, part of Ben Uri Gallery Sales Exhibition, March 15-29, 2024)