tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20218620252753640332012-02-15T22:28:32.484-08:00A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-29932208197967316792011-11-24T13:19:00.001-08:002011-11-24T13:19:24.856-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkWPgf1pias/Ts60xJ6nRQI/AAAAAAAAFso/GCCgK6sfKyk/s1600/LECRIAVCPF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkWPgf1pias/Ts60xJ6nRQI/AAAAAAAAFso/GCCgK6sfKyk/s400/LECRIAVCPF.jpg" width="322" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-2993220819796731679?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-87518507869518038782011-11-24T13:17:00.000-08:002011-11-24T13:17:11.260-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yrYRhSX5mg/Ts60PC9KC3I/AAAAAAAAFsg/SS7R4hJxuNQ/s1600/lafissureavcpf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yrYRhSX5mg/Ts60PC9KC3I/AAAAAAAAFsg/SS7R4hJxuNQ/s400/lafissureavcpf.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-8751850786951803878?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-58402540151855355772011-06-15T22:53:00.000-07:002011-06-15T22:53:30.194-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gqhgUorHwvE/TfmZ8MROmtI/AAAAAAAAFjw/LlTSf6qpNfc/s1600/TOBEORNOTTOBEavcpf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gqhgUorHwvE/TfmZ8MROmtI/AAAAAAAAFjw/LlTSf6qpNfc/s400/TOBEORNOTTOBEavcpf.jpg" width="325" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S3WhXpgmeWg" width="425"></iframe></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-5840254015185535577?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-41060319498864498322011-02-21T12:05:00.000-08:002011-02-21T12:10:08.533-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGCJT9YtLJI/TWLEYzwdEqI/AAAAAAAAFbg/gBnSbfhV96I/s1600/PAGEIIIAVCPF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGCJT9YtLJI/TWLEYzwdEqI/AAAAAAAAFbg/gBnSbfhV96I/s640/PAGEIIIAVCPF.jpg" width="548" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><em>..."Ce sont des femmes en lambeaux, des femmes de quatre vents. Elles vont sans autre souci que d'aller. La terre leur a été confiée pour la douceur d'y marcher et d'y goûter l'air bleu, la lumière fraîche, pour un temps seulement, pour un temps qui leur prend tout leurs temps.</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em>Elles se nourissent de faim, d'absence de rien. Elles se nourrissent de feu. Elles vont au jardin de leur père, voler ce que personne ne sait, ce que personne ne donne : l'amour plus fort que tout amour, l'amour plus long que toute une vie. Leur rôbe est défraîchie, leur parole est en morceaux..."</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-4106031949886449832?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-14800064052695557222011-02-20T02:58:00.000-08:002011-02-21T11:49:44.366-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6r80Jgxqvrw/TWDyzYNAixI/AAAAAAAAFa8/k9XR6GaEKs0/s1600/PAGEIIAVCPF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="387" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6r80Jgxqvrw/TWDyzYNAixI/AAAAAAAAFa8/k9XR6GaEKs0/s640/PAGEIIAVCPF.jpg" width="640" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><em>"Parle si tu as des mots plus forts que le silence,<br />ou garde le silence."</em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Euripide)</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LVJaTyqJ1h4/TWGWIpd1iwI/AAAAAAAAFbA/AeeE2drgABM/s1600/PAGE2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LVJaTyqJ1h4/TWGWIpd1iwI/AAAAAAAAFbA/AeeE2drgABM/s640/PAGE2.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><em></em>&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em>"L'ennui est un des visages de la mort."</em> <span style="font-size: x-small;">Jules Green</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Il y a des silences plus forts que les mots, qui s'écoutent comme les chants d'oiseaux...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Il y a des mots si lourds, mais si vides de sens, qu'ils vous pèsent de tant d'insipide... Pour y échapper, vous vous accrochez à la première bulle de couleurs qui passe...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-1480006405269555722?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-51527142130529506892011-02-19T07:19:00.000-08:002011-02-21T11:49:44.367-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HI9oQHgo2d8/TV_dw8-71hI/AAAAAAAAFa4/DlXP0f83n-4/s1600/PAGEIAVCPF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HI9oQHgo2d8/TV_dw8-71hI/AAAAAAAAFa4/DlXP0f83n-4/s400/PAGEIAVCPF.jpg" width="310" /></a><br />Aquarelle faite sur le vif.<br /><br />Je saisis le pinceau et me laisse guider. Naît alors un regard, et c'est ce regard qui me parle : <br /><br /><em>"... je te souhaite des yeux pour voir : les mouettes qui se dandinent avec leurs yeux écarquillés, les feuilles qui changent de couleur, la course éperdue de l'eau des torrents, les gouttes de pluie qui rebondissent sur les pavés luisants, les arcs-en-ciel, les tourbillons d'étourneaux au dessus de la ville..." <span style="font-size: x-small;">Pam Braun</span></em><em><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></em><em><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></em><br />Ce qu'on ne peut dire avec nos propres mots, on le dit avec les mots des autres... Une phrase piochée au détour d'un petit livre retrouvée.. Aujourd'hui est jour de fête !</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mais, je referme le livre...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>" Ce que je te souhaite, c'est que toute ta vie, <br />tu reste émerveillée par le spectacle auquel tu as été éveillée."<br /></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-5152714213052950689?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-1147175504105146172009-02-01T10:35:00.000-08:002009-02-01T10:44:10.158-08:00<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 746px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 569px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sd-1.archive-host.com/membres/images/2001370546/ARTMACHINPAGE7AVCPF.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-114717550410514617?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-21926466644554906842009-01-26T14:46:00.000-08:002009-01-26T14:48:14.032-08:00<div align="center"><br /><br /></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 746px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 569px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i64.servimg.com/u/f64/11/84/90/63/artmac16.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-2192646664455490684?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-31222104432993697132009-01-19T07:00:00.000-08:002009-01-19T07:21:04.332-08:00<div align="center"><br /><br /></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 746px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 569px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i64.servimg.com/u/f64/11/84/90/63/artmac15.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">"Seul est mien, le pays de mon âme."<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Marc Chagall<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-3122210443299369713?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-22107883980931458622009-01-18T14:23:00.000-08:002009-01-18T14:24:46.022-08:00<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 746px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 569px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i64.servimg.com/u/f64/11/84/90/63/artmac14.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-2210788398093145862?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-85389079283727593272009-01-15T13:09:00.000-08:002009-01-15T13:14:33.516-08:00<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 746px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 569px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i64.servimg.com/u/f64/11/84/90/63/artmac13.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://i64.servimg.com/u/f64/11/84/90/63/double12.jpg"></a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-8538907928372759327?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-5498090834502761312009-01-12T16:01:00.000-08:002009-01-15T04:35:09.051-08:00<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 746px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 569px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i64.servimg.com/u/f64/11/84/90/63/artmac12.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-549809083450276131?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021862025275364033.post-70303890057100699062009-01-12T15:47:00.000-08:002009-01-15T04:34:50.830-08:00<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 746px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 563px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i64.servimg.com/u/f64/11/84/90/63/artmac11.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021862025275364033-7030389005710069906?l=artmachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A VOS COULEURSnoreply@blogger.com2