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The reason hid in a distant place / De rede was ver te zoeken

22 Friday Jan 2021

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aim, doel, filosofie, goal, nature natuur, philosophy, quest, zoektocht

the beginning / het begin
on the way / onderweg

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.

wide canal // brede sloot
deep laying brook / diep gelegen beek

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”

Wheeling

16 Wednesday Dec 2020

Posted by dragermeurtant in Dada, Decay, development, landscape, nature, natuur, outdoor, philosophy, photography, society, street photography, Uncategorized, Urban nature

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nature, photography, surrealism, urban

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.

in need of repair

This was a typical area of trade and operations, and in between there was a small area of bushes and trees.

invite for a moment of rest

Small spots of green (nature?) amids urban environment, easily brings surreal experiences.

co-existence

Buildings and trees share a relation with height.

aside

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.

survival

While the other way, preparations to build new quarter are under way…

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And, the destructive nature of humankind is visible in this trolley

victim number 22

It is not good enough, to steal and leave such lorrey, no, it must be smashed…

urban trees

Can trees survive without buildings?

wheeling

The walk brought the aim of our trip, in a different format.

red, light, windows, reflections and bicycle

The last minutes of the time we had to wait, withing the dealer’s compound.

Growth and decay / Groei en verval

01 Sunday Nov 2020

Posted by dragermeurtant in death, Decay, mushrooms, nature, natuur, outdoor, photography, Uncategorized

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bos, forest, fotografie, groei, growth, mushrooms, nature, natuur, paddestoelen, photography

In autumn, of all seasons, the co-existence of growth and decay is most palpable.

In de herfst, van alle seizoenen, is het naast elkaar bestaan van groei en verval het meest tastbaar.

A mycelium of mushrooms feeds and decomposes plant material into organic matter vital for growth of other life.

Het mycelium van paddenstoelen groeit op en verteert plantaardig materiaal in organische materie, die vitaal is voor ander leven.

The form can be delicate and tiny (1)

De vorm kan delicaat en klein zijn (1)

The form can be delicate and tiny (2)

De vorm kan delicaat en klein zijn (2)

The form can be delicate and tiny (3)

De vorm kan delicaat en klein zijn (3)

Sometimes shape is complex and huge

Soms is de vorm complex en reusachtig

Growing in a row

Groei op rij

The color grey

De kleur grijs

The color yellow

De kleur geel

The color red (and white)

De kleur rood (en wit)

Suillellus luridus. Easily mistaken for Boletus Satanus or Devil’s bolete (Rubroboletus satanas), the latter being poisonous.

Suillellus luridus. Kan verwisseld worden met Boletus Satanus or Devil’s bolete (Rubroboletus satanas), waarbij de laatste giftig is.

Growth started and even before a mature form was reached, decay started. A fixed condition becomes fluid.

Groei begon en zelfs voordat een volwassen vorm werd bereikt, startte het verval. Een solide vorm wordt vloeibaar.

Variation in matter

Verschil in materie

Up to the next story

Verder naar het volgende verhaal

Snow in the High Moors / Hautes Fagnes / Hohes Fenn

13 Friday Mar 2020

Posted by dragermeurtant in landscape, nature, outdoor, photography, poetry, Uncategorized

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Belgie, Belgique, fotografie, Hautes-Fagnes, Heuvels, Hills, Hohes Fenn, landscape, photography, poetry, Snow, Winter, woods

A return to the country visited as a kid led to Hautes Fagnes / Hohes Fenn or the High Moors, in Belgium.

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In the eastern, German-speaking part, close to Eupen, presence and memories mingled

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Thursday February 27th, winter arrived, a rare guest this year

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The snow creates silence, when it falls

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Most sounds in the landscape are absorbed, and trees bear heavy white loads, branches bent

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A shed is a hide-out for memories

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And only when the snow is melting, returns the sound of water

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Nearby, dripping from branches or roofs, at distance, the sound of the rivulet running down-hill

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the stream soon retarded and widening into a bassin

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Then leaving around the corner

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Text and images (c) Drager Meurtant, February 2020

Feathers and cones / Veren en appels

16 Thursday Jan 2020

Posted by dragermeurtant in art, Dada, Greece, kunst, nature, outdoor, photography, poetry, poezie, Uncategorized

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black & white, cones, feathers, Greece, philosophy, photography, poem gedicht

Feathers and cones

What drives the wheel

to move around

to the image

to be seen,

the words

to appear in ink.

Just three feathers

amidst the cones of

cupressus sempervirens.

 

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Veren en appels

Wat doet het wiel

rondgaan

naar het beeld dat

te zien valt

de woorden die

in inkt zichtbaar worden.

Slechts drie veren

temidden van de appels van

cupressus sempervirens.

 

(photo in Edessa, Hellas, May 2019, poem January 2020, (c) Drager Meurtant)

The directorate of dreams

14 Thursday Mar 2019

Posted by dragermeurtant in art, Dada, graphics, landscape, mental health, nature, philosophy, photography, poem, poetry, poezie, structure, Uncategorized

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abstract, assemblage, dreams, dromen, gedicht, grafiek, graphics, kunst, lino-cut, monoprint, philosophy, photography, poem, poetry, street-view

When dreams arrive, the content is not indicated on the envelope

(Jacques de Santo Torres (1888-1972)

A first dream:

Sitting in the backseat of a car, with increasing speed going down a steep slope and then, the gradual discovery that the driver is asleep, or dead?

Next, a second dream:

Walking through corridors that resemble my former school, realizing that preparations for exams at the end of this year have been poor, that time and perseverance is lacking, always being too late for class and ill-focused…

Then, a third dream :

People are waiting for me, to take charge. To deal and treat conditions of defect, of suffering. Yet, I don’t know the password and I’m not dressed to the occasion. I’m simply not instrumental…

These are dreams that threaten with defeat, that reflect one’s inner perception to be doomed to failure. I do not have a subscription to such dreams. But, once in a while, ill-managed delivery makes these land on my doorstep.

« – »

Can a dream be a memory?

Dreaming Cubistic, Drager Meurtant, August 17, 2017

Can a dream

be a memory

and if so

depends the format

on the shape of the display?

« – »

From dreams I turn to the real world. That is, if the creation of art is part of the real world, and not (more so) placed at the border of the dream-world and the dreadful daily circumstances of life. Some time ago I recited a poem standing opposite of a statue which I had made, and surrounded by spectators and listeners. That time I chose the position of the creator, and the statue was obliged to listen.

« – »

Poem for a statue

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Rudimentary, Drager Meurtant (2016)

Statue, you look at me

with your fool’s eyes,

that are no eyes.

Statue, your mouth swears

my imperfection

to tell the truth.

You suck me empty

you drown my power

you feed yourself

with my imagination

and leave me hollow.

« – »

Streaks on the window

streaks on the window 4-12-2017

Streaks on the window (Drager Meurtant, December 4, 2017)

The streaks on the windows

don’t say nothing,

such as “when do

I see you again?”

at the exit

of the supermarket.

« – »

Bridges are encountered in several forms of dreams. As stated by an expert in dreams: “The bridge often has the significance of crossing or moving from one phase of life, activity or emphasis to another” (reference: Tony Crisp, http://dreamhawk.com/dream-dictionary/bridge-2/).

What if a bridge?

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What if a bridge?, Drager Meurtant, lino-cut, 2017 (ed. 1/3)

What if

a bridge exists

only in your dream?

And the abyss

before you

is real?

« – »

Passage

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Untitled (Pyrenean landscape 1983, monoprint, Drager Meurtant, 2017

The other night

I ran down a gentle slope

my feet not touching ground

just kicking air

holding my breath from expiring

to continue this state of floating

as long as could be…

 

Parque Tématico del Granite, Los Santos

04 Saturday Aug 2018

Posted by dragermeurtant in abstract, art, assemblage, installation, kunst, landscape, nature, outdoor, photography, poetry, rocks, street photography, Uncategorized

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abstract, fotografie, installation, kunst, landscape, photography, poetry, Salamanca, sculpture parc, Spain

In the province of Salamanca in Spain, close to the village Los Santos, there is the amazing Parque Tématico del Granite de los Santos.

Driving small and quiet road from Salamanca to Bejar, the parc is on the left. Huge blocks of granite, derived from nearby quarry, are placed as installations (see photos).

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“if you are able / to put stones together / likes tones in a composition / the wind will whistle compliments.”

 

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“The stand-still of stones is a dream that moves at a speed, unvisible for the human eye”

 

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“The clang of rocks, hit by a hammer, produces a pain that can be tolerated by sculptors”

 

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The artist puts a metal figure on rock: stone age preceded iron age.

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the last sentence I leave to you…

Moment

01 Thursday Mar 2018

Posted by dragermeurtant in abstract, art, Dada, kunst, mental health, nature, philosophy, photography, poem, poetry, poezie, street photography, structure, Uncategorized

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abstract, condition humaine, coping, Dada, essential, fotografie, gedicht, kunst, philosophy, photography, poem, poetry

When emotions no longer
are stirred by elements
that pass.
When anger is frozen
by lack of a proper
target.
Then comes the moment
to turn the page.
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Wanneer emoties niet langer
worden opgeroepen door elementen
die langs komen,
Als woede is bevroren
bij gebrek aan een geschikt
doel,
Dan komt het moment
de bladzij om te slaan.
(c) Drager Meurtant, text & photo, March 1, 2018

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