The name merz was from kommerzbank, but Schwitters liked it
because it made you think of merde, the French word for shit.
I like it that scrib makes you think either of Bartleby the Scrivener
or scribble, scribble, scribble—eh, Mr. Gibbon. Vous-voulex
écrire?
Eh bien, éxrivez donc. Écrivez. The artist must be allowed to mold a picture
out of sticking-plaster. Provided he is capable of molding a picture.