tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-288550672011-04-22T04:22:17.351+02:00Pureté de l'instant photographique qui se résume à un instant d'émotion, un instant de réflexion (facultatif) et une image...Une par jour, instinctive? Deux, trois? Aucune...selon mon regard ou suivant le votre, l'ambiance, la lumière, ou l'éclat d'un détail...JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.comBlogger651100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1156549501035039372006-08-26T01:29:00.000+02:002006-08-26T01:47:47.896+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/dans%20un%20coin%20de%20broc.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/dans%20un%20coin%20de%20broc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>...A la couleur pour une valise cachée dans un coin de broc, en N et B pour un clin d'oeil à Marion, tout ça pour ma fille, tiens! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/clin%20d%20oeil%20a%20marion.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/clin%20d%20oeil%20a%20marion.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115654950103503937?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1156454693142988302006-08-24T23:11:00.000+02:002006-08-25T12:54:47.666+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/regard11%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/regard11%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Mon étoile de shérif se ballade au fond de ma poche. Mon six-coups est un reflexe...numérique!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115645469314298830?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1156194038858196822006-08-21T22:47:00.000+02:002006-08-21T23:07:44.023+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/regard27%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/regard27%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Mes enfants, vous êtes charmants. On a l'impression d'entendre une ballade de guinguette...en sourdine sous vos chapeaux! ...un air d'accordéon, je crois...à moins que... "Vous vous prépariez pour une valse?"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115619403885819682?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1156061049942757932006-08-20T09:56:00.000+02:002006-08-20T10:04:09.956+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Chanson%20pour%20faire%20venir%20le%20soleil%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/Chanson%20pour%20faire%20venir%20le%20soleil%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> "Qu'est-ce que tu en pense fabril, on là prend dans notre troupe, elle se débrouille pas trop mal avec l'accordéon du père François..."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115606104994275793?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1156027956202153272006-08-20T00:44:00.000+02:002006-08-20T00:52:36.216+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/en%20garde%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/en%20garde%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Nous revoilà sur ce blog-images, un peu mélangées certe...comprendre les choses en htlm...pas encore demain! Nous sommes tous accrochés à un fil conducteur parfois fragile, ou c'est quelquefois la fatigue qui nous fait lacher prise...ou la branche qui casse...La manthe religieuse oscille sa tête vipèrienne, suspendu au bleu aluminium...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115602795620215327?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1155638716727206192006-08-15T12:40:00.000+02:002006-08-15T12:45:16.740+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/amour%20des%20gars.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/amour%20des%20gars.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Allez Julien, je te place au grand jour avec ta fiancée, devant le monde entier...faut dire qu'elle est super top ta fiancée! (t'es pas trop mal non plus)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115563871672720619?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1155598641484710852006-08-15T01:34:00.000+02:002006-08-15T01:37:21.500+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Mon%20nouveau%20boitier%20a%20la%20p%3F%3Fche.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Mon%20nouveau%20boitier%20a%20la%20p%3F%3Fche.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Bin voilà!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115559864148471085?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1155477828206637592006-08-13T15:52:00.000+02:002006-08-13T16:03:48.220+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mick2%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/mick2%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mick1%20%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/mick1%20%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/satisfaction%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/satisfaction%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Après ce grand bug wanadoo (quittez vite ce système fichu, cet opérateur inéfficace, et j'en passe...), et bien voilà que je vous dédie à vous que j'aime ces quelques photos d'un concert du midi, d'une orgie de notes de ouf, d'une embrassée de lumières, d'un remake de souvenirs 70, de l'harmonica à la basse, du reste aux voix, merci le grand Mick.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115547782820663759?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1154297300608694072006-07-30T23:57:00.000+02:002006-07-31T00:08:20.640+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/jour1%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/jour1%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/jour6%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/jour6%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/jour5%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/jour5%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/jour%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/jour%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/jour7%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/jour7%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Un gros bug, le soir du 24 et pas trop de temps pour comprendre, désolé Monique, pardon mon Dieu, je M'escuse...mais VIVE LES VACANCES! Dimanche 30, des gros nuages, quelques ondées de soleil, une belle brocante Au Chateau, une peu de baignade, une baigneuse, grand coup de musique, un accordéon, Leon!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115429730060869407?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1153695759422862322006-07-24T00:47:00.000+02:002006-07-24T01:05:35.876+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/tout%20feu%20tout%20flamme2%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/tout%20feu%20tout%20flamme2%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/tout%20feu%20tout%20flamme3%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/tout%20feu%20tout%20flamme3%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/tout%20feu%20tout%20flamme4%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/tout%20feu%20tout%20flamme4%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/tout%20feu%20tout%20flamme%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/tout%20feu%20tout%20flamme%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/femme%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/femme%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> ...d'une soirée Magique! Appareillages Magiques, grands voiles et flamêches poussées par les grands ventilos, spectacle de feu et de poésie, de drames de vie et d'obscures histoires, de belles images sur un grand champs de flammes...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115369575942286232?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1153585845243265362006-07-22T18:16:00.000+02:002006-07-22T18:30:45.280+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/jaourt%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/jaourt%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Tu crois qu'on a que ça à foûtre? Tiens, regardes, je te donne la photo d'un super group, du nom de je ne sais pas trop quoi mais qui phonétiquement finit par yaourt!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115358584524326536?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1153076960847615892006-07-16T18:22:00.000+02:002006-07-16T21:19:02.456+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/art14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Danton a posé son drapeau sous les barricades et a prit le parti de se rafraîchir : Avec les idées claires, on va beaucoup plus loin.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115307696084761589?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1153066900943530802006-07-16T18:16:00.000+02:002006-07-16T21:18:34.656+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Il faut rester les yeux grand ouverts, face à la révolution.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115306690094353080?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1153066561521698052006-07-16T18:13:00.000+02:002006-07-16T21:18:16.566+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art2.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art4.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art4.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art5.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art5.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art1.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/art3.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/art3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Allumez les pétards, nous sommes prêts!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115306656152169805?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1153017456985856792006-07-16T04:34:00.000+02:002006-07-16T21:17:51.106+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mayas%3F%3Fpia%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/mayas%3F%3Fpia%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Mais pour ceux qui connaissent le bout de chou...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115301745698585679?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152738038926985082006-07-12T22:47:00.000+02:002006-07-16T21:17:19.956+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mur%3F%3Fmani%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/mur%3F%3Fmani%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mur%3F%3Fmani4%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/mur%3F%3Fmani4%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mur%3F%3Fmani2%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/mur%3F%3Fmani2%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mur%3F%3Fmani3%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/mur%3F%3Fmani3%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mur%3F%3Fmani%204%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/mur%3F%3Fmani%204%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Mélancolie mur délavé, les esquissent ressurgissent parfois sous le coucher du soleil rayons obliques qui meurent joyeux sous l'air frais, enfin, fenêtres grandes ouvertes, vitesse moins contrôlée, frisson de bien-être, l'été c'est quand même aujourd'hui! Pour Manimonfils, et les autres amateurs de "limites construites"...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115273803892698508?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152566821159550782006-07-10T23:19:00.000+02:002006-07-16T21:16:47.406+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/ombre%20port%3F%3Fe3%20w.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/ombre%20port%3F%3Fe3%20w.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/ombre%20port%3F%3Fe1%20w.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/ombre%20port%3F%3Fe1%20w.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/ombre%20port%3F%3Fe2%20w.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/ombre%20port%3F%3Fe2%20w.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> J'ai beau incliner la tête, baisser les épaules, feinter de plus belle en marchant soudain plus vite, lever <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/ombre%20port%3F%3Fe4%20w.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/ombre%20port%3F%3Fe4%20w.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>les bras aux ciel : Elle est là, qui se joue de moi, sourire contrasté et ombre portée allongée..., pourrait-on la porter de bout? Tiens, je viens de perdre le fil...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115256682115955078?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152563340268573812006-07-10T22:24:00.000+02:002006-07-10T22:29:00.280+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/je%20vous%20l%27avais%20bien%20dit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/je%20vous%20l%27avais%20bien%20dit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> En plein dedans! et rouge de honte!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115256334026857381?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152481148886646872006-07-09T23:35:00.000+02:002006-07-09T23:39:08.890+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Les%203%20cruches%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/Les%203%20cruches%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Le%20droit%20%3F%3F%20l%27image%2C%20%3F%3Fa%20le%20fait%20avec%20les%20f%3F%3Fes%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/Le%20droit%20%3F%3F%20l%27image%2C%20%3F%3Fa%20le%20fait%20avec%20les%20f%3F%3Fes%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Une Fée...!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115248114888664687?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152456324565284672006-07-09T16:28:00.000+02:002006-07-09T18:45:11.830+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/hirondellerose%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/hirondellerose%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/hirondelle2%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/hirondelle2%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/hirondelle3%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/hirondelle3%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/hirondelle1%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/hirondelle1%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div>VITE SOUS L'EAU, LES HIRONDELLES ATTAQUENT Les hirondelles ne sont pas dupe, elles volent en frisant l'eau : Va y'avoir d'l'orage! Elles sont excitées comme les mouches avant la pluie, mais pas de complexe, on va gagner! L'équipe de France va avoir du cul...pour le 3-0...tiens, si ça peut leur porter chance... Allez, préparons-nous à nager dans le courant! Le drapeau est sorti! Rentrons les femmes et les enfants! Croisons les doigts de pieds et sortons le pastaga! Bou Diou, côn!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115245632456528467?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152323010461019492006-07-08T03:28:00.000+02:002006-07-08T03:56:36.053+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Copie%20de%20merci%20Mr%20le%20garde%20Forestier%20ok.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Copie%20de%20merci%20Mr%20le%20garde%20Forestier%20ok.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/merci%20Mr%20le%20garde1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/merci%20Mr%20le%20garde1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/merci%20Mr%20le%20garde2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/merci%20Mr%20le%20garde2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Merci Mr le Garde Forestier Suisse, que vivent encore un moment les types comme toi, pour de pures rencontres, (apprentissage) l'affirmation du vrai et de l'écologique.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115232301046101949?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152130137538371922006-07-05T22:04:00.000+02:002006-07-05T22:08:57.556+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/ote%20tes%20g%3F%3Fdasses.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/ote%20tes%20g%3F%3Fdasses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/pose%20tes%20shoes%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/pose%20tes%20shoes%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Ne ronge pas tes ongles, si on perds, c'est que les Portugais étaient les meilleurs, non?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115213013753837192?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152050893649151652006-07-05T00:04:00.000+02:002006-07-05T00:08:13.650+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F1%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F1%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> (...) Salut.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115205089364915165?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152050661518417062006-07-04T23:51:00.000+02:002006-07-05T00:04:21.536+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F9%20w%2Cjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F9%20w%2Cjpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F6%20w%2Cjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F6%20w%2Cjpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F8%20w%2Cjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F8%20w%2Cjpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F15%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F15%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F11%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F11%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Vous êtes tous très beau, avec vos pupilles dilatées....voir même un peu plus après le match!! merci Kronembourg, merci Kronembourg et merci le Grand Chalon!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115205066151841706?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152049829674333292006-07-04T23:31:00.000+02:002006-07-04T23:50:29.693+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F7%20w%2Cjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F7%20w%2Cjpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F5%20w%2Cjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F5%20w%2Cjpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F3%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F3%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F4%20w%2Cjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F4%20w%2Cjpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F2%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F2%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> ....juste faire attention de ne pas se faire piétiner! vite se lever en même temps que les autres...Ok, ils ont marqué, je n'ai pas eu le temps de voir, c'est qui le fotograph? bon!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115204982967433329?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1152040229281898122006-07-04T21:00:00.000+02:002006-07-04T21:10:29.296+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F12%20w%2Cjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F12%20w%2Cjpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F10%20w%2Cjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F10%20w%2Cjpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F16%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F16%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F14%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F14%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F13%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/on%20a%20gagn%3F%3F13%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Voilà, des visages tendus, des peurs refoulées, des pouces croisés, des attentes de fêtes, des yeux éffarés, des yeux inquiets, des yeux qui percent l'écran, et les miens qui les croisent, y compris des seins magnifiques juste derrière moi, ses yeux aussi m'ont troublé...plus que le match! Non je rigole.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115204022928189812?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151697931758407132006-06-30T22:00:00.000+02:002006-06-30T22:05:31.773+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/dessin%20baignoire%202005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/dessin%20baignoire%202005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/capucine1%202006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/capucine1%202006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Quels progrès, il faut que je lui demande quelques cours.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115169793175840713?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151616486625726292006-06-29T23:15:00.000+02:002006-06-29T23:33:53.686+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/le%20cadeau%20de%20ma%20ptite%20nana%20%3F%3F%20son%20pap4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/le%20cadeau%20de%20ma%20ptite%20nana%20%3F%3F%20son%20pap4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/le%20cadeau%20de%20ma%20ptite%20nana%20%3F%3F%20son%20pap2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/le%20cadeau%20de%20ma%20ptite%20nana%20%3F%3F%20son%20pap2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/le%20cadeau%20de%20ma%20ptite%20nana%20%3F%3F%20son%20pap3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/le%20cadeau%20de%20ma%20ptite%20nana%20%3F%3F%20son%20pap3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/le%20cadeau%20de%20ma%20ptite%20nana%20%3F%3F%20son%20pap1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/le%20cadeau%20de%20ma%20ptite%20nana%20%3F%3F%20son%20pap1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Toujours le sourire..., que je peste, vocifère, hurle, vomit et embrouille mes feuilles et mes dossiers, lui, Nounours...sourit! Je me demande s'il ne cligne pas d'un oeil quelque fois...en voulant dire : "ne t'inquiète, ça ira mieux demain, allez, va prendre un petit bain, tu me verras d'un autre oeil!" Ce sacré Nounours, une vraie thérapie contre le stress et le découragement, un anti-suicide, un baume du père Machin, un remède de foie de morue pour les humanoïdes dézingués, un plutôt mieux que rien, un petit coup de caféïne, un petit coup de débrouille de neurones accablés ; merci ma petite Nana ïs. (Ce sont toutes les mêmes photos, mais ça vous évite de dire : "merde, où sont mes lunettes ; il aurait du la prendre de plus loin ; c'est con qu'on puisse pas faire un zoom ; ah tiens, on voit même pas son écran! ; aurait pu mettre sur Macro.....etc.")<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115161648662572629?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151526424725429162006-06-28T22:21:00.000+02:002006-06-28T22:47:50.016+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Ne%20fais%20pas%20l%27autruche%20on%20t%27a%20rep%3F%3Fr%3F%3F.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Ne%20fais%20pas%20l%27autruche%20on%20t%27a%20rep%3F%3Fr%3F%3F.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> - si tu me fais un petite....je ne donne pas l'alerte... ( franchement tous des vendus, non?)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115152642472542916?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151449331079378052006-06-28T00:38:00.000+02:002006-06-28T01:02:14.006+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Pseudoinstantdamn%3F%3F.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Pseudoinstantdamn%3F%3F.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Abandonné aux futures débauches du temps, mélangé aux huiles méditerranéennes et perméable aux essences de couleurs, partagées, céruléum.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115144933107937805?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151350960075858442006-06-26T21:36:00.000+02:002006-06-26T21:44:45.770+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/La%20vie.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/La%20vie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Le%20cancer.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/Le%20cancer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/La%20mort%20w.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/La%20mort%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> "La vie, c'est comme une dent D'abord on y a pas pensé On s'est contenté de mâcher Et puis ça se gâte soudain Ça vous fait mal, et on y tient Et on la soigne et les soucis Et pour qu'on soit vraiment guéri Il faut vous l'arracher, la vie." B. Vian<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115135096007585844?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151265671491990302006-06-25T21:58:00.000+02:002006-06-25T22:14:40.373+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/gu%3F%3Fpe%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/gu%3F%3Fpe%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Infatiguable quête de pollen, le temps presse, on est pas en vacances...! <"Vacances". Quel drôle de mot. On dit d'un emploi qu'il est "vacant", ce qui veut dire "vide". Mais où est le vide dans le temps du Chant des Teurlées ? Le temps est plein de bruit des insectes, du vent dans le chêne, des cris des enfants, de l'odeur des confitures. Il n'est pas de temps plus rempli que celui-là.> < ...Je roule sur l'autoroute du Sud entre les sorties "Nitry" et "Avallon". Comme chaque vendredi soir des vacances, je suis parti directement de mon travail pour rejoindre le Champ des Teurlées. A ma droite, les paysages de l'Auxerrois laissent la place à ceux de l'Avallonnais. Les collines, comme des seins paisibles dont le soleil couchant caresse la blondeur, reposent sous le ciel rose et blanc. Avec leurs petits villages pelotonnés autour de l'église, elles ont le calme rassurant d'une jeune fille endormie. Dans les vallées, au creux de ses aisselles déjà noyées d'ombre, des boqueteaux se nichent, encore chauds et odorants de la lumière d'été. Bientôt je quitterai ces paysages rassurants pour me glisser dans les frais entrecuisses des vallées du Morvan. Là où la lumière est rare, où les collines ont le granit pour chair, et les fougères pour toison. J'irai par des lieux plus secrets, où l'homme n'est qu'invité. Dans le coeur mystérieux et sauvage de cette Bourgogne que j'aime et à laquelle j'ai confié mon repos et mes songeries.> Marc Rozanski ; chroniques du champ des teurlées.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115126567149199030?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151265259844875952006-06-25T21:43:00.000+02:002006-06-25T21:54:19.853+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/aigre%20vice%202%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/aigre%20vice%202%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> De forme... et de rouille, sur la grève de l'étang, abandonnée décortiquée éparpillée, la tête vide mais l'oeil qui oscille encore, la mémoire du bec d'une aigrette...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115126525984487595?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151160975276090222006-06-24T16:52:00.000+02:002006-06-24T16:56:15.286+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/danseuses6%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/danseuses6%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Arabesques de l'accordéon désacordé du grand Leon. (non il s'appelle Arthur, et il n'est pas désaccordé son biniou à bretelles<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115116097527609022?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1151099894911176912006-06-23T23:57:00.000+02:002006-06-24T07:46:52.956+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/danseuses%20web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/danseuses%20web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/danseuses%20w.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/danseuses%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/danseuses5%20w.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/danseuses5%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/danseuses.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/danseuses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/danseuses3%20w.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/danseuses3%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div> Par groupe de 2 ou de 3, elles s'envolent ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115109989491117691?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150937038153379272006-06-22T02:38:00.000+02:002006-06-22T12:29:38.480+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/d%3F%3Fambulatoire%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/d%3F%3Fambulatoire%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/d%3F%3Fambulatoire2%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/d%3F%3Fambulatoire2%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Deux photos si vous aimez les flous de bougé...et la surchauffe des pixels (400 A) En tous cas, grand bonheur de déambuler sans butte, de s'entrainer à suivre la fête avec ses tympans, de se mouvoir avec la musique dans un putain de grand tourbillon! hein, Damien?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115093703815337927?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150836206914368242006-06-20T22:38:00.000+02:002006-06-20T22:43:26.923+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/quai%20de%20gare%20w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/quai%20de%20gare%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Qu'est de gare...ou d'ailleurs?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115083620691436824?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150753770820146012006-06-19T23:48:00.000+02:002006-06-20T23:44:04.686+02:00<div style="text-align: left;"> </div>Merci Inconnue du marché pour le fugitif portrait de votre soye<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Merci%20belle%20inconnue%20pour%20le%20portait%20de%20votre%20soyeux%20siamois.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Merci%20belle%20inconnue%20pour%20le%20portait%20de%20votre%20soyeux%20siamois.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>ux siamois...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115075377082014601?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150664857022372272006-06-18T23:01:00.000+02:002006-06-19T20:25:36.213+02:00<div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/final2%20w.0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/final2%20w.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/final5%20w.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/final5%20w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/tambour5%20w.0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/tambour5%20w.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/tambour%20panoramic%20w.0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/tambour%20panoramic%20w.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/tambour4%20w.0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/tambour4%20w.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Ils sont vraiment trop trop bons !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115066485702237227?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150507696393436112006-06-17T03:08:00.000+02:002006-06-17T08:07:23.320+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/fleur11w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/fleur11w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/fleur7w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/fleur7w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/fleur5w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/fleur5w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/fleur1w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/fleur1w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/fleur2w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/fleur2w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Elles sont colorées, généreuses ou agressives ; elles s'ouvrent, impudiques et délicatement <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/fleur3w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/fleur3w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>épanouies...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115050769639343611?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150456757051501712006-06-16T13:11:00.000+02:002006-06-17T09:49:37.293+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/GOYA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/GOYA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Surprise! de voir notre "Goya" faire le marché de la création à Chalon...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115045675705150171?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150335396489785792006-06-15T03:11:00.000+02:002006-06-15T03:36:36.503+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/sym%3F%3Ftrie%20vue.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/sym%3F%3Ftrie%20vue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Le bonheur est dans les yeux.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115033539648978579?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150232081820262972006-06-13T22:40:00.000+02:002006-06-13T22:54:41.896+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/tracteur%20de%20chaleur%20web.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/tracteur%20de%20chaleur%20web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/champignons%20en%20contre-jour%20web.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/champignons%20en%20contre-jour%20web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Dans la poussière de l'été de notre enfance. En faisant un effort soutenu, tu imagines le scion de ta canne à pêche plié dans le trou noir d'entre les branches, à guetter le chevaisne royal avec un grillon accroché par le dos sur ton hameçon, les pattes qui gesticulent au dessus du vide... Tu as le dos qui brule sous les rayons mais tu es en vacances, et il n'est pas né celui qui t'aurait délogé des pâtures et des foins du bord de ta rivière, innocent et candide comme une grosse figue fraiche bien mûre de Provence.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115023208182026297?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150160753092279312006-06-13T03:01:00.000+02:002006-06-13T03:05:53.100+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Figues%20fraiches%20des%20champs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Figues%20fraiches%20des%20champs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Juste là quand il fallait, encore une petite soufflette et ça décolle..!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115016075309227931?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150061678159452102006-06-11T23:24:00.000+02:002006-06-11T23:34:38.160+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/des%20yeux%20sous%20les%20poches%20et....jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/des%20yeux%20sous%20les%20poches%20et....jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> 3 euros, c'est donné...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115006167815945210?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150060845457231762006-06-11T23:17:00.000+02:002006-06-11T23:20:45.473+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/l%27%3F%3Ft%3F%3F%20de%20tous%20les%20portables.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/l%27%3F%3Ft%3F%3F%20de%20tous%20les%20portables.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> ...Portable.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115006084545723176?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1150035510448736962006-06-11T16:12:00.000+02:002006-06-11T16:18:30.460+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/mer%20panorama%20ciel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/mer%20panorama%20ciel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Plein soleil, vent en poupe.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-115003551044873696?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149985108766368162006-06-11T02:03:00.000+02:002006-06-11T02:18:29.610+02:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/ce%20fichu%20cadre%20qui%20m%27applatitW.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/ce%20fichu%20cadre%20qui%20m%27applatitW.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/danse3W.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/danse3W.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/danse5W.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/danse5W.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div>Mais celle-ci arbore la sereinité : Ingénieur bande son, technicienne sono, faiseuse des programmes... Mise en lumière par la trésorière, dans une éloge récompensatrice ; tout a été dit, mais le micro avait la grippe...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114998510876636816?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149947518041568232006-06-10T15:42:00.000+02:002006-06-10T15:51:58.396+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/%3F%3Flan%20phalique.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/%3F%3Flan%20phalique.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <div style="text-align: left;">Il s'appelle Bamboo et sa tête est inclinable. Devant cet élan phallique, Pénélope fait sa mijorée...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114994751804156823?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149881273529003272006-06-09T21:24:00.000+02:002006-06-09T21:41:05.276+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Regard%20insouciant.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Regard%20insouciant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Joie de l'enfance, oiseau...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114988127352900327?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149798017700666982006-06-08T22:08:00.000+02:002006-06-09T21:12:24.763+02:00<div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/La%20diagonale%20exacerb%3F%3Fe.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/La%20diagonale%20exacerb%3F%3Fe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Le%20regard%20fixe.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 168px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Le%20regard%20fixe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Un%20regard%20parents.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Un%20regard%20parents.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Inquisiteur, chantant ou dans les nuages ; absent, introverti ou fuyant ; tranquille, pervers ou troublé? Un regard du Nord pour passagers en quête de soleil ; un regard azur, rouge sanguin ou doré, perdu dans des pensées éphémères infinies et troubles... Quelles questions te pose-tu caché derrière ton objectif à travers les yeux des autres?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114979801770066698?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149719685677615392006-06-08T00:23:00.000+02:002006-06-08T00:34:45.683+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Cheval%20que%20j%27embrasse%20%3F%3F%20T.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Cheval%20que%20j%27embrasse%20%3F%3F%20T.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Que%20j%27embrasse%20%3F%3F%20Turin%20pour.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Que%20j%27embrasse%20%3F%3F%20Turin%20pour.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#993399;">Reflets de flammes en fleurs dans les yeux du cheval Que j'embrasse à Turin pour en faire un complice</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114971968567761539?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149622035060098892006-06-06T21:19:00.000+02:002006-06-06T21:27:15.066+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Couleur%20de%20vacances.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Couleur%20de%20vacances.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Pens%3F%3Fe.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Pens%3F%3Fe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Du rouge et du mauve au fond de tes yeux quand tu regarde l'été qui s'éparpille.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114962203506009889?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149524720929804802006-06-05T18:12:00.001+02:002006-06-06T23:04:44.416+02:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Une%20maison%20qui%20nous%20%3F%3F%20chaque%20fois%20ralentir.1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Une%20maison%20qui%20nous%20%3F%3F%20chaque%20fois%20ralentir.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>La première image laisse à chacun de mes passages, des filets de tendresse : Je crois que c'est ma maison. La deuxième image a réuni toutes les couleurs locales pour faire que le tableau "tourne". La troisième image ne supporte pas de commentaire. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Prairie%20bleu%20vert%20blanc%20rouge.1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Prairie%20bleu%20vert%20blanc%20rouge.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Une%20jante%20qui%20fume%20encore.1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Une%20jante%20qui%20fume%20encore.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114952472092980480?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149378013344537202006-06-04T01:16:00.000+02:002006-06-10T15:16:33.403+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/d%3F%3Fcadr%3F%3F%20W.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/d%3F%3Fcadr%3F%3F%20W.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Eruption%20nucl%3F%3Faire%20W.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Eruption%20nucl%3F%3Faire%20W.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/filante%20W.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/filante%20W.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Un air de plaines portugaises ou de rêve américain silhouette pénombre ton oeil rivé sur le centre du tableau un seul regard sur ton véhicule qui stoppe au bas du pré avec la queue qui tourbillonne d'un coup il continue sa marche et te file son portrait au gré de ses pas.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114937801334453720?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149376382489774072006-06-04T00:19:00.000+02:002006-06-04T01:13:02.513+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/PICT0128bis%20pour%20mail.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/PICT0128bis%20pour%20mail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Pour Lili, ou ceux qui les aiment les fotos en contre-jour... C'était un vendredi, je crois, en fin de journée.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114937638248977407?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149292022770700112006-06-03T01:39:00.000+02:002006-06-17T08:04:37.916+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Moquette%20de%20printemps.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Moquette%20de%20printemps.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Première image du week-end Couchée sur la moquette de tags Echarpe rouge et lumière blanche Mur en sol, harmonie des notes égrennées. Moulin déserté.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114929202277070011?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149278493823291362006-06-02T21:49:00.000+02:002006-06-17T08:00:44.486+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/jardin%20d%27horizon%201.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/jardin%20d%27horizon%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>"Ce qui fit ma joie ce jour-là, c'est quelque chose comme l'amour - et ce n'est pas l'amour - ou du moins pas celui dont parlent et que cherchent les hommes. - Et ce n'est pas non plus le sentiment de la beauté. Il ne venait pas d'une femme ; il ne venait pas non plus de ma pensée. Ecrirai-je, et me comprendras-tu si je dis que ce n'était là que la simple exaltation de la LUMIERE? J'étais assis dans ce jardin ; je ne voyais pas le soleil ; mais l'air brillait de lumière diffuse comme si l'azur du ciel devenait liquide et pleuvait. Oui vraiment, dans cette grande allée on eût dit qu'il coulait de la lumière, et des écumes dorées restaient au bout des branches parmi ce ruissellement de rayons."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114927849382329136?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149274074133462222006-06-02T20:41:00.000+02:002006-06-02T20:47:54.140+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/ciel%20de%20mai%20W.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/ciel%20de%20mai%20W.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Horizon partagé. Débrits de ciel et coquelicot.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114927407413346222?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149225114040642022006-06-02T07:04:00.002+02:002006-06-02T08:57:17.116+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/rose.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/rose.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/coquelicot.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/coquelicot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>( Bouton de ) "Rose", nom commun, genre féminin... Mais "Coquelicot"?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114922511404064202?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1149027085898986292006-05-30T23:56:00.000+02:002006-05-31T00:11:25.906+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/sexe%20et%20rose.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/sexe%20et%20rose.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Notre printemps est un printemps qui a raison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114902708589898629?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1148932786385355352006-05-29T21:29:00.000+02:002006-05-29T21:59:46.396+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/saule11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/saule11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/saule61.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/saule61.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/IMG_1213pour%20pierre3A.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/IMG_1213pour%20pierre3A.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/saule51.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/saule51.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/saule41.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/200/saule41.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> ...Même si quelquefois comme le Saule... Ne baisse jamais les bras...! Regarde le reflet Vainqueur du soleil blanc sur ton iris noir! Ressers tes serres!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114893278638535535?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1148843571517999772006-05-28T21:02:00.000+02:002006-05-28T21:12:51.536+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/derni%3F%3Fres%20heures%20de%20soleil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/derni%3F%3Fres%20heures%20de%20soleil.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Dimanche après-midi, soleil et ciel de rêve pour apréhender un début de semaine de haine ; avec la nuit qui descend doucement, le souvenir de la méteo du journal de 20hoo s'estompe...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114884357151799977?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1148775276688110902006-05-28T01:38:00.000+02:002006-05-28T02:22:36.690+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/Dieu%20est%20amour.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/320/Dieu%20est%20amour.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">"Ô Dieu ! Que bien avisé tu fus</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Quand dans ce monde tu me fis naître</span> Moi qui aujourd'hui porte aux nues<span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ce doux artiste que rien n'arrête !</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Amis de Grâce détourne-toi</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Des tribuns que les sots admirent ;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Ceux qui des Arts détiennent les lois.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Halte là Monsieur le vampire !"</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114877527668811090?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28855067.post-1148768847563293992006-05-28T00:24:00.000+02:002006-05-28T00:27:27.573+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/1600/ouais%20je%20suis%20une%20star.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6465/3062/400/ouais%20je%20suis%20une%20star.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28855067-114876884756329399?l=instantdamne.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JeFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885232828401747145noreply@blogger.com2