tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27365842344304293492023-11-16T11:35:51.603+01:00EtcétéraLe blog des illustrations et des p'tits dessins de GuidoGuido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-22331556022523867612017-09-12T17:28:00.002+02:002017-09-12T17:28:54.428+02:00Prise...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-3762499378235946822017-09-12T17:27:00.001+02:002017-09-12T17:27:27.666+02:00Prise de bec<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-91762029263068551942017-09-06T10:22:00.000+02:002017-09-06T10:22:01.682+02:00N'importe quoi...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-62599898236537524982017-09-01T16:57:00.001+02:002017-09-13T07:29:47.615+02:00Mélancolie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-10896905421539629752017-09-01T16:52:00.000+02:002017-09-01T16:58:10.615+02:00Prophètes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Les prophètes de malheur ont souvent un air de bon berger. Pourquoi ?Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-31686400258480854012017-09-01T14:26:00.003+02:002017-09-01T16:58:48.847+02:00Miracle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-67157597448682487772017-08-31T12:19:00.001+02:002017-08-31T12:19:38.478+02:00Liberté<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-75585905127279665952017-08-25T16:35:00.000+02:002017-08-25T16:35:54.109+02:00Vite ! Vite ! Vite !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-9505472782246731962017-08-23T10:17:00.002+02:002017-08-23T10:17:40.906+02:00L'homme cherche le sens de sa vie... D'ailleurs, doit-elle en avoir un ?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-21833725267825099102017-08-22T10:14:00.004+02:002017-08-22T10:14:39.362+02:00S'aimer...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-71899822374178761862017-08-21T09:15:00.000+02:002017-08-21T09:15:43.092+02:00Irremplaçable !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-60907843081176302392017-08-10T10:59:00.000+02:002017-08-10T10:59:27.742+02:00Pasteur<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-29112807505749842122017-08-08T16:22:00.000+02:002017-08-08T16:34:01.759+02:00Homme<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-24695947828978963972017-08-08T16:20:00.000+02:002017-08-08T16:20:10.270+02:00végétarien...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-6611961969007920582016-07-24T12:18:00.003+02:002016-07-24T12:18:58.333+02:00"Tomber sept fois, se relever huit" (Philippe Labro, éd. Albin Michel, 2003) - 5"Lorsqu'on me demande :<br />- Comment avez-vous réussi à en sortir ?<br />la modestie et l'humilité, autant que l'honnêteté, qui doivent habiter chaque rescapé d'une dépression nerveuse, chaque survivant de la "brisure vers le bas" m'amènent à répondre :<br />- Il vaudrait mieux formuler la question autrement. Je n'ai pas "réussi" à en sortir. Ce n'est pas une réussite. C'est la fin d'un échec. Mais comme ce n'est pas une vraie réponse, alors, pour sacrifier à mon goût de la formule, je résumerai cela à deux "A". A comme amour, A comme amitié. J'ai été aimé, j'ai été aidé. (...) On pourrait en livrer plus encore. A comme affection, assistance, acharnement, accompagnement."<br />
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<br />Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-23416017495735300712016-07-18T07:53:00.000+02:002016-07-18T07:54:05.124+02:00"Tomber sept fois, se relever huit" (Philippe Labro, éd. Albin Michel, 2003) - 4<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"A tort ou à raison, je crois que nous possédons une dose incalculable de ressorts internes, de médicaments salvateurs. Il y a, au fond de nous, dans les couches sédimentaires de notre identité, une capacité de volonté, un noyau dur de respect de soi, une notion de dignité qui n'est pas éloignée de l'orgueil, la fierté de ce que l'on est. Ces réflexes ne sont pas rationnels et je les assimilerais plutôt à des émotions, mais on peut aussi estimer que les émotions fondent notre conscience et notre âme et interviennent à un moment ou un autre sans que nous ayons décidé d'aller les chercher. C'est venu tout seul, du plus profond de notre matrice. C'est la part cachée de notre iceberg, cela commande nos actions sans que nous en ayons raisonnablement décidé." (p.181)<br />
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"Définis ta douleur. Cela se passe où ? Dans le ventre ? Oui, c'est ça, c'est là, dans le creux du corps, au milieu de moi comme une vrille, ça tourne et tournoie, ça n'arrête pas de tournebouler comme les centrifugeuses dans les machines, comme une bétonnière qui broie sable et chaux et eau pour en faire du ciment. [...]</div>
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Il y a une grande cuve tournante, on y jette du mortier, du sable, du ciment, de l'eau, du gravier, et ça remue et ça tournoie. Voilà, c'est une centrifugeuse - "appareil permettant de soumettre des corps à une rotation très rapide pendant des intervalles de temps variables". Dans le cas qui m'occupe, la rotation n'est pas rapide, c'est lent mais inarrêtable, et les substances qui se séparent ne sont rien d'autre que ma volonté et mon désir. Elles éclatent.<br />
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Gravier, ciment, rat qui vous grignote, qu'importe l'image ou la comparaison : ça fait mal, ça fait souffrir, c'est physique une angoisse, ça n'est pas simplement des pensées négatives, cela se passe, là, au centre de vous. Si seulement ça pouvait s'arrêter ! Si seulement ça pouvait se reposer, cette bête ou cette machine, si seulement ça observait des arrêts de travail. Celui qui n'a pas connu ça ne peut absolument pas comprendre." (p.45-49)</div>
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"D'une manière ou d'une autre, tout le monde a tenté de décrire ce qui est indescriptible. Le matin au lever, premier pas sur le sol, un vertige vous saisit. Vous vous rattrapez au mur, à la porte du placard. Ce faisant, vous vous apercevez que vous tremblez. Vous passez devant une glace. Vous regardez ce type qui n'est pas vous. L'horreur de la situation, soudain, vous frappe comme un coup derrière la nuque. Alors, il faut s'asseoir sur le rebord du lit. Vous ne pouvez plus avancer. Vous n'osez plus repasser devant la glace. Vous êtes face au rien, au néant. Nietzsche a écrit : "Si tu plonges longtemps ton regard dans l'abîme, l'abîme te regarde aussi."<br /><br />Eh bien, voici le terme exact : l'abîme me regarde. Je suis face au gouffre de la perte des sens, au rien qui se cache derrière le pourquoi des choses. Je sens que je suis regardé par du vide et du noir, l'absence de toute humanité, de toute grâce, toute croyance. Je ne crois plus en rien. Je ne crois plus en moi." (p.45)Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-55696903614516609632016-07-04T12:39:00.001+02:002016-07-04T12:41:43.500+02:00Une oeuvre inachevée...<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Dans sa maison on trouve 48 "vaches" : <br />
bibelots, peintures, dessins, tasses, verres, horloge, etc.<br />
La grosse poubelle bien moche est donc en train <br />
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Une "oeuvre" créée en signe de gratitude !<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br /></span>Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-72571696024840252752016-06-29T09:09:00.000+02:002016-06-30T06:22:50.922+02:00Lumière<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Oui, je sais, c'est lamentable !!! C'est bien pour cela que ça va directo dans la rubrique "N'importe quoi" !Guido http://www.blogger.com/profile/01966639887947252992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736584234430429349.post-15076528107362687582016-06-28T07:00:00.000+02:002016-06-28T07:00:14.328+02:00Cantique suspendu<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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