Ruud Van Weerdenburg in Conversation with Susmita Paul

 

Multifaceted artist Ruud Van Weerdenburg converses with Susmita Paul for Plato’s Caves:

Please find below some of the paintings and Poems by Ruud Van Weerdenburg

 

Caravaggio and Me

 

Among men I wandered who reigned over the kingdom

below the half-moon and how I enjoyed these manoeuvres

in the dark but didn’t really love the trades of the pirates

the pickpockets, the evangelistimmitators and the

opiumdevotees

 

But I learned from them like Caravaggio got in touch with

holiness by fighting in the streets until the whole scene

was  “van de aardbodem geveegd”.

Caravaggio and me we found out how to react with beauty

on our half-moon-property no one can steal but

imitate

 

It was only because our city possessed the knowledge

how to satisfy the religion and the customers as well

that Amsterdam remained a playground for grown-ups

and the Italian cities a battlefield for the youth

 

Listening I did very carefully to their lively explanations

how the prisoners followed their protectsaint Holy

Leonhard and the merchants in spite of all Hermes –

But I, whatever happened on earth, couldn’t imagine

how the earth was flat but my girl for my eye and hand

so round

 

“The dark is dead and the light is alive”

I won’t protest – but every human being has to find

his way between these extremes

 

Seventeen years old was my neighbour who wandered

through all the jewish wisdom as intensive as he did

fly with his family from Portugal to Amsterdam

“To simplify our concentration in this complicated life,

you should count on the one and only God,” unveiled the rabbi “

the tree of life in me and I explain you a secret for

glory and success: one should not fear anything or something

because the world actually is round…”

 

From the dark I learned that the rich lady is the hidden card

in the pokergame. And from a famous healer I got to know

how one person is able to hunt out a disease by visualizing

how Jesus succeeded to make all the merchants in the temple

flee

Abracadabra in spite – for the half-moon I ended up as a

Lost and quilty merchant

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

16 Amsterdam 17

Amsterdam, this city of merchants and sailors

was once only a flowing river from the seven seas

straight into Europe inside,

but even sailors need to take rest

and merchants have to sleep

 

Who takes care in the meantime

when the mice throw a party because

the people of the sea find their pleasant ways

ashore: the undercurrent streams, lower than land,

lower than the sea

 

Once we threw a dam into the Amstel we’d got

A city for beauty and a town of fun

For everybody who likes to have some rest

in the middle of the flow.

For everybody who loves to make money out of

beauty and beauty out of money –

 

When the circle of houses, compagnies and

cafés is complete and full, we make another circle

where both ends meet.

A bigger one, but we do take care to leave a canal

of water in between.

Ready to come and take off in ships like our

second skins –

 

We will never leave the water , how far we ever may

go into the land, we still stay in contact with the Big Water,

like the painting with its creator.

 

To tell the truth: circle after circle our city turned out

to be Amstelrodam, elastic and always different round

and round to catch you while arriving as a rich man

or a drowning person –

to pull your string when you leave, like and arrow and just

like never before…!  

Ruud van Weerdenburg was born in Alkmaar, Netherlands in 1956, reborn in Tashi Jong, South of Kashmir. He Doesn’t know the difference between writing, travelling and painting. He has had exhibitions in Guwahati, Vienna Amsterdam. He has written for Hindustan Times and Assam Tribune. Global Player-Reporter. Radioorangevienna presenter. Flute player.

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