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EXPO IN STUDIO STREET DIES OF ART: DEBRIEFING

I'm hardly present on the blogs these days because I am Rather, in real life. I Pl. for nearly a month on 20 texts for the exhibition that I mentioned in previous post. You can find them in their entirety in Tat Eye and Paris- emotion. The exhibition in the workshop of Columbus was a first for us three, and it made me want to do more! Alternating with two collages of the artist, it ended in a sunny garden in a friendly and artistic!

I publish a poem here not shown in the photo exhibition to accompany "A New " Tat, who had required to write the text itself on its picture. The story is that neither one nor the other we were on our concerted texts ... which finally for one and both are variations on this theme, until the form, since Tat also wrote his "R" in blue capital letters;)

And not to be R este, here is the quatrain that I'm most proud of writing for one picture Francis, who said to me all the work of my two friends:

It is these images which we can not say anything for fear of
to dim their luster a sigh
For their ephemeral beauty is enough to look
So I let the eyes that language must be silent.

left, Tat photos, right, photo Francis

I invite you to see a greater impact on their respective pages

New R

The lett R e comes in the words of oxygen
a course, Room R e, which does not fail,
bubbles that fly by blowing through my veins The fifth
R s lib R are reportable R power R loves R in worm R R s liv es .

I am the daughter of R , an Eve who R Eve
you Tonight I p R ends t R ain time louse R any R eviva R e
L'ho R Izon of your eyes, pa R smoke your OWCs R ,

What I have felt that once batt R e cons mine
R espirit inches under your R 're the could R Summer has R cannot
Printer our co R ps a stir ve R s hands, I'm

these R garlic Fe R who your b R have ove R ts
Pa R alleles obscurity R es that do both teams to meet R ent point where
son of souls Conve R gent throughout this beautiful Ethe R !

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Some memories collages R EU MEU R T R A T that day, a Grand thank you to him, again!

I. Toussaint Louverture




II. JEAN JAURES

Balloon Tower Defence 4 Nk

Stories O

The clouds accumulate with tremolos in the gas
I feel the first drop that broke the camel's
I am suspicious of the other sleeping: my stunt double
From mud baths, fountains disturb my

mouth And I still mist before these golds
frozen ice has frozen the movement of tides
A heavy blow in the horizon of my waters hither
Like a poison in the bone is distilled in my blood

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Mental above, I do not lose hope yet
Between two zoos to find a soul in tin, I hail
To better throw me: hello? but the pool is black
And there are only those stupid seagulls my calls ...

Photos: (1) Jardins de Bagatelle Neuilly, (2) Gulls on the Rhine at Basel, (3) Carving of Tinguely Basel.

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EXPO PHOTO DOVES

As I usually do it on this blog, many of my poems are illustrated with my photos. This time, I'll give myself another year, I had already done a photo of Gérard Lavalette. Next is Paris-Emoi and Tat Eye to lend me their pictures to me to illustrate my best ... I hope you will come many. There will also be a second session of collages Died Street Art, this time in his city, Colombes (Toussaint Louverture and Jean Jaurès). For Jean-Jaures, actor Jean Baptiste Hazo intervene. High tea will follow the workshop Rue D'Art Dies at 37 rue du Commandant Rivière Colombes (bring your desserts and drinks). You can see photos of Paris and Tat-Emoi to the Eye, illustrated with my lyrics, sometimes new on this blog. The exhibition, free admission, will be opened in the morning from 10 am to 19 pm 30

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3 COLLAGES STREET DIES OF ART IN THE 10th in Paris

Fairies Wall Street-Died Art

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On Sunday, May 24th was a day rich in creativity, encounters and emotions-wall emulsions. Died Street Art , which I already spoken on this blog and you will find a detailed interview on the PGC , invited us to one of her sessions lively collage which he is one of the few urban artists that I know to promote. In total we were about forty to follow the adventure, beneath a blazing sun! Square St-Laurent can be proud to welcome two new Louise Brooks, favorite actress and muse of the artist ... and as luck would have it often, I can incubate the twin's perspective and thereby ensure their freshness in the tumbling Rue du Faubourg St. Martin in the breakfast Velib. In doing so, turning his head toward the left, I'll take a quick glance to Franz, who for now fathom passers Street Thibeau, and attend his metamorphosis.

"Dance with Louise

performance continued in the Square Villemin with others. For my part I read my poem dedicated to Louise, written specially for the occasion (I reproduce below) . Took a mini-play about the Metamorphosis by Kafka, directed by and starring Baptist Mallek and Raphael Bernard Mallek, DERRIEN Morgan, and Nicolas Binsse. This post is an opportunity for me to thank everyone who made the trip, which remained until the end, the photographer friends who were present and sent me some nice pictures: Tat, Francis , Thias (PGC crew), Pascal , Gerard Laurent, Henri , Lydia and I surely forget. Finally, a big THANK YOU to Jean-Marc and his family for organizing this wonderful day!

The femurs Died Street Art

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LOULOU

Louise, beautiful tomboy neck dripping with pearls Those
our eyes on this day you make a tribute ...

The Roaring Twenties were the casket of your sumptuous bodices
When your square ebony kissing your best mines

But the contempt of your virtue suffered at your young age
Fit You stubborn that Venus inaccessible. For

loufiats Hollywood that you took for target
To them you were the black eyes bluntly,

maneuvering to get a glance of your eyes, I draw my
often your black and white portraits ...

The workroom of my dreams extend to all your movies
Heavy silent hours that seem to defy time

Lou-angel-demon Lou, throughout your long films
Under your beautiful poses, from below I contemplate you,

Woman of the cloth you are the outline of a temple wall: Oblivion
fading, giving way to your image.

OOO

ANNOUNCEMENT: Not to be outdone, Jean-Marc lends us his workshop in Colombia on 13 June for an exhibition-photo-poems, in opportunity for another session of urban collage. You will see the work of Paris-Emoi and Tat to the Eye, I will illustrate that of my words. We will forward an invitation soon!