Though
little known, if not wholly obscured by more flattering fashions and styles in
contemporary art, the paintings, comics, sculptures, poems, jewelry, films,
musics, and performances of J.A. Bernard Meijer (a.k.a. Bernd, Bnine, Bmen,
Ben) of Den Haag together constitute a body of work which, in its complexities,
the craft exemplified by it, and through the raw energy it projects, compacts
21st century life like few of his contemporaries' oeuvres can.
If
encountered through the singular aspect of one medium only (the way time and circumstance unfortunately force me to let you experience it, with this brief introduction), his poetry might
seem like the ramblings of a dyslexic, his paintings those of a typical
outsider artist, his street-art a mere party-trick; only when held up to the
light for examination of its sum totality does it reflect mercilessly the
unified thrust of its maker's intentions. Versatile and erratic, Meijer traces
a private mythology across myriads of media, combining the stately grace of
Byzantine ikons with the gutter dynamics of pop culture, and a dash of Dada.
Many
of his comics start with, or otherwise incorporate the phrase (in his own
ideosyncratic orthography): IT WAS T'AGE OF MACHINERY. Inspired perhaps by
Meijer's time in India, this is a reference to the Kali Yuga, or Age of
Discord,the last stage of human history as predicted in orthodox Hinduism.
Across
scrawled graffitti and junkyard altarpieces and photocopied zines, Meijer draws
us a map of the Apocalyptic desert of this terrifying age; a nightmare
landscape where pop culture detritus fights itself in an endless loop. Across
this desert, an eternal West (the Western Lands, Egyptian land of the dead, land
where the sun of civilization goes down?) , riddled with vampire robot cowboys
and cybernetic crustaceans, ride the Kings of the West. Are they the good guys,
the bad? Prophets or Anti-Christs? None of it resolves.The
magician's-apprentice figure of Stick Boy, a youthful ninja-moses forever
confronts the G.O.D. (Genmatic Ord'ring Device), is forever trained by the
wizened old wizard in the cave. This is the Apocalypse as Coda. It is an
eternally sinking ship with the band playing on, and on, and on.
All
this reflects perhaps a lifelong struggle with the Black Dog of depression
which ended when Ben decided to end his life in 2013. He had always proclaimed
that if it hadn't been for the hopeful message of X-men comics he read as a kid
( i'm a weird kid/i'm a mutant-that's okay!), he would have long since given
up, but in the end, that energy and hope could not be sustained into an
adulthood which had begun far too early (by his own admission- accounts of
playground knife-fights abound).
Where
are the heroes when you need them?
Ben's
end shows up the Myth of the Campbellian Myth, umasks the Hero with a Thousand Faces and its positivist anthropocentric view that we must learn to recognize
these mythical threads in everyday interactions, organise our inner life in
accordance with narrative structures, and work through these stories to emerge
healed and whole, a fuller human being. That, too, is just a story, and stories
won't save us. No matter how many we tell or consume.
Even if
i was too late in comprehending this truth to save my friend and mentor and
colleague from his essential loneliness, i hope his life and work persist in
being reminders of this mineral truth upon which others may yet sharpen their
swords.
Loneliness
is fundamental, but that fact is the rock we should build our humanity upon, and not
upon stories.
Note on the illustrations: this is only a fragment
of a vast body of work, the actual physical manifestations of which are scattered
widely, not only across media, but amongst diverse archives and owners. His graphic
output is in need of proper scanning, the paintings, once located, are
deserving of more than quick Iphone photographs.
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Exit
Thru The Gift Shop:
It is
in honour & remembrance of our brother that fellow cartoonist Mattijs van
Katwijk & i have put together a zine featuring some collaborative drawings
& comics. Comes with a facsimile of one of Ben's pamphlets. Interested
parties may email to: ibr.ineke (at) gmail(dot) com
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