tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21482856058855891512011-07-28T19:31:10.142-07:00The anti-diaryMystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-17404025612562115732009-12-18T14:14:00.000-08:002009-12-18T14:31:49.685-08:00<img src="http://co118w.col118.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=3&amp;messageId=da8590d0-ea56-11de-845f-00215ad8c1ee&amp;Aux=44%7C0%7C8CC4C7AC1571C70%7C%7C" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" onclick="return Control.invoke('ReadingPane', '_onAttachmentClick', event);" height="480" width="360" /><br /><img src="http://co118w.col118.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=9&amp;messageId=da8590d0-ea56-11de-845f-00215ad8c1ee&amp;Aux=44%7C0%7C8CC4C7AC1571C70%7C%7C" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" onclick="return Control.invoke('ReadingPane', '_onAttachmentClick', event);" height="480" width="360" /> <br /><img src="http://co118w.col118.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=13&amp;messageId=da8590d0-ea56-11de-845f-00215ad8c1ee&amp;Aux=44%7C0%7C8CC4C7AC1571C70%7C%7C" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" onclick="return Control.invoke('ReadingPane', '_onAttachmentClick', event);" height="480" width="360" /> <br /><img src="http://co118w.col118.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=12&amp;messageId=da8590d0-ea56-11de-845f-00215ad8c1ee&amp;Aux=44%7C0%7C8CC4C7AC1571C70%7C%7C" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" onclick="return Control.invoke('ReadingPane', '_onAttachmentClick', event);" height="480" width="360" /><br /><img src="http://co118w.col118.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=21&amp;messageId=9adfdb74-ea56-11de-908f-00215ad7febe&amp;Aux=44%7C0%7C8CC4C7A8434C810%7C%7C" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 269px;" alt="" onclick="return Control.invoke('ReadingPane', '_onAttachmentClick', event);" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-1740402561256211573?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-71765858509846934492009-12-14T00:53:00.000-08:002009-12-14T00:59:39.301-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SyX9eIgNWRI/AAAAAAAAABY/yAiqM_TXK28/s1600-h/d%C3%A9tourages+pr%C3%A9sentation.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SyX9eIgNWRI/AAAAAAAAABY/yAiqM_TXK28/s400/d%C3%A9tourages+pr%C3%A9sentation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415012821103368466" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-7176585850984693449?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-60999921193035378292008-11-07T07:39:00.000-08:002009-12-14T01:04:54.638-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Viens de faire mon cours d' histoire de l'art (sur l'idée des parallèles). Pour ce dernier: Baroque Rococo et Kitsch Contemporain.<br />Petit arrêt sur Takashi Murakami (chefs de file du néo-pop japonais dit Superflat) qui se nourrit des images Manga pour produire ces oeuvres dont il tire de nouvelles images qui vont elles aussi faire partie de la société de consommation...<br />Le serpent se mordant la queue.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-6099992119303537829?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-21115180126947457562008-11-06T02:21:00.000-08:002008-11-06T02:46:41.297-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SRLJmS5Q7NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZJcYGwodr_A/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SRLJmS5Q7NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZJcYGwodr_A/s320/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265492574093765842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Ai passé une nuit cauchemardesque après avoir vu le film "Pas de printemps pour Marnie" d'Alfred Hitchcock / 1964.<br />Quand la fatigue ouvre une faille extra-temporelle où je ne vois plus avec distinction et donc distance le réel du fictif.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size: 85%;">Dessin extrait de mes carnets "mal à dit".</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-2111518012694745756?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-72086156527143593722008-10-16T14:05:00.000-07:002008-10-16T14:14:22.715-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SPeuVHZglSI/AAAAAAAAABI/u5CivALrZlU/s1600-h/9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SPeuVHZglSI/AAAAAAAAABI/u5CivALrZlU/s200/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257862767764870434" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Né au XVIIIème siècle, le boudoir est un petit salon, un espace clos, réservé à l'usage des dames... Celles-ci pouvaient s'y réfugier sans aucune présence masculine, pour y boire le thé, broder, recevoir une amie, se laisser distraire par des rêveries, même y bouder!! Bref, prendre du temps pour elles, dans un jardin secret et réservé à leur intention...<br /><br />Prise de blog chez Mareschka</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-7208615652714359372?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-61134436146973004882008-10-05T11:35:00.000-07:002008-10-05T11:46:38.426-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SOkJl7W8nQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iRKDapwFGao/s1600-h/freaksfacemat+copie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SOkJl7W8nQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iRKDapwFGao/s320/freaksfacemat+copie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740987498142978" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Pensez à soulever les choses pour voir ce que l'on cherche.<br /><br />Image: pochette CD for H.A.K.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-6113443614697300488?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-30637160089154660042008-10-04T14:08:00.000-07:002008-10-04T14:44:56.223-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SOfbo4Rmj1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ADTKzxzyGU4/s1600-h/bamako-00.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SOfbo4Rmj1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ADTKzxzyGU4/s400/bamako-00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253408985698438994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Ai discuté avec Mlle O. et M. Hixe de la sensation de saturation et de trop plein que me donnent les vide-greniers, au moment où mon cabas est rempli à ras-bord de "bonnes affaires".<br />Les mêmes sensations, sentiments ressentis à notre retour du Mali après avoir vécu dans le "dépouillement Africain".<br /><br />Photo Bamako 2004.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-3063716008915466004?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-78135040840510707312008-09-29T14:11:00.000-07:002008-10-05T11:44:01.392-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SOFEuqSmttI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5Tt9fKE4DMI/s1600-h/042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SOFEuqSmttI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5Tt9fKE4DMI/s400/042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251554208907704018" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Je cherche encore ce que j'ai envie de raconter dans ce blog, 23:16 je vais peut-être me coucher.<br /><br />Dessin extrait de mes carnets "mal à dit".<span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-7813504084051070731?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-51427453530588238622008-09-29T13:38:00.000-07:002008-09-29T13:57:54.222-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SOE9RvdreDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IobBEd7FKxE/s1600-h/editoctobre.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SOE9RvdreDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IobBEd7FKxE/s400/editoctobre.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251546015498729522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">il y a pile 1 an de ça, j'écrivais ce texte pour l'édito d'octobre du site H.A.K. .<br /><br />Dessins extraits de mes carnets "mal à dit".<br />Mise en page AxDelbor.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-5142745353058823862?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-72890448876496156992008-09-26T05:47:00.000-07:002008-09-29T13:50:27.959-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Pensez à soulever des choses pour en voir d'autres.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-7289044887649615699?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148285605885589151.post-49408065317733194132008-09-25T12:57:00.000-07:002008-09-29T13:53:03.054-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SNzWZIxO-SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kHxOcywUmPQ/s1600-h/lebaiser.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPuUazrFIJI/SNzWZIxO-SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kHxOcywUmPQ/s320/lebaiser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306992946215202" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">19.09.08 au alentour de 22h un baiser...<br /><br />[photo LOCACE]<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148285605885589151-4940806531773319413?l=mysticmam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mystic Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242488324831434315noreply@blogger.com1