tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20406074145464756402011-07-07T14:32:04.570-07:00Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.comBlogger411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-42940535526131801692009-09-10T13:44:00.000-07:002009-09-10T13:50:26.940-07:00pas terminer<br />des toiles<br />mais<br />les laisser<br />reposer<br />d'une semaine à l'autre<br /><br />un luxe<br />inaccessible<br />du temps où je peignais<br />de rares fois l'an<br /><br />le luxe<br />c'est le temps<br /><br />temps pour marcher<br />aussi<br />et traverser la ville<br />pour aller manger<br />chez ma chère marraine<br /><br />repartir<br /><br />reprendre<br />les pinceaux<br /><br />ne rien<br />dire<br /><br />poser<br />des couleurs<br />qui<br />me surprennent<br />sans cesse<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-4294053552613180169?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-73005828892278919592009-09-05T13:49:00.000-07:002009-09-05T13:53:18.158-07:00l'urgence<br />la lenteur<br /><br />des toiles pas finies<br />attendent<br />une retouche<br />ou<br />deux<br /><br />la bulle d'air<br />s'inspire<br /><br />c'est bon<br />le temps<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-7300582889227891959?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-610355006972100012009-09-03T13:00:00.000-07:002009-09-03T13:04:40.438-07:00molle<br />le retour<br />grand aplats<br />moins de flou<br />moins de gommage<br />après peinturage<br />geste arrêté<br />en vol<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-61035500697210001?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-28018126945412640402009-08-31T09:52:00.000-07:002009-08-31T09:56:47.660-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpwACoc0HfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/8O-zq4e0c3E/s1600-h/3825167733_371f91be25.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376172100391542258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpwACoc0HfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/8O-zq4e0c3E/s400/3825167733_371f91be25.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">au bout</div><div align="left">de cette série de photos</div><div align="left">de cette première série</div><div align="left">de toiles</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">ici</div><div align="left">j'aime</div><div align="left">le fait</div><div align="left">que les couleurs s'aèrent</div><div align="left">un peu</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">au lieu de s'amalgamer</div><div align="left">en des masses</div><div align="left">compactes</div><div align="left">qui ne respirent pas</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">ça me semble plus léger</div><div align="left">que ce que je peignais avant</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-2801812694541264040?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-58815234864189830452009-08-30T12:34:00.000-07:002009-08-30T12:42:55.102-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SprUjk4r5EI/AAAAAAAAAeo/3RvSmoDqEaw/s1600-h/3825225303_eea88d0d8e.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375842812882052162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SprUjk4r5EI/AAAAAAAAAeo/3RvSmoDqEaw/s400/3825225303_eea88d0d8e.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left">commentaire particulier</div><p align="left">sans nom</p><p align="left">sans notes</p><p align="left">sans dessin préalable, évidemment</p><p align="left">sans plan</p><p align="left">sans projection</p><p align="left">sans aucune imitation</p><p align="left">sans arrière-pensée</p><p align="left">et</p><p align="left">sans préparation</p><p align="left"> </p><p align="left">mais</p><p align="left">dans le silence</p><p align="left">la paix</p><p align="left">le calme</p><p align="left">et</p><p align="left">en berçant un bébé</p><p align="left">qui s'endort au sein</p><p align="left">tandis que je tourne autour de la table</p><p align="left">sur laquelle est étendue la toile</p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-5881523486418983045?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-66872203222918313852009-08-30T09:04:00.000-07:002009-08-30T09:10:36.498-07:00<div align="right"><em></em><em></em><em></em><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpqjQbBpGlI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gmXsMHqewEw/s1600-h/3825223591_a12f856bc5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375788607747988050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpqjQbBpGlI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gmXsMHqewEw/s400/3825223591_a12f856bc5.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><p>un tout petit peu flou</p><p>mais</p><p>c'est pas grave...</p><p>le brouillard</p><p>c'est sympa</p><p>du moment qu'on ne s'y perd pas</p><p>tout à fait</p><p> </p><p>du moment</p><p>qu'on a</p><p>quelques repères</p><p>en haut</p><p>en bas</p><p>à droite</p><p>à gauche</p><p>sens unique</p><p>sens interdit</p><p>pas de vélos s'il vous plait</p><p>pas d'excès de vitesse</p><p>aïe aïe aïe</p><p>dans le brouillard</p><p>ça peut faire de gros dégats!</p><p> </p><p align="left"> </p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-6687220322291831385?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-50249526920504079222009-08-30T07:53:00.000-07:002009-08-30T12:48:29.645-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpqSh4JustI/AAAAAAAAAeA/bffGlWB6VmU/s1600-h/3825854092_8b87bfffa4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375770215926641362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpqSh4JustI/AAAAAAAAAeA/bffGlWB6VmU/s400/3825854092_8b87bfffa4.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><em></em><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="left">sur rectangle </div><div align="left">bleu-vert-mauve</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">non</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">ça ne va pas!</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">ramoneur dans la nuit</div><div align="left">c'est déjà pris</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">carré blanc sur fond blanc aussi</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">je ne sais pas, moi, ce que je fais</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">y a pas besoin de mettre des mots dessus</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">les mots n'ont absolument rien à voir avec tout ça</div><div align="left">et puis...</div><div align="left">ils seraient capables de m'emmêler les pinceaux</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-5024952692050407922?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-3396250992701588442009-08-29T12:59:00.000-07:002009-08-29T13:08:33.947-07:00<em></em><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpmI9aMNdEI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hBQjcTnrINA/s1600-h/3825054227_df8a42f2c1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375478218827330626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpmI9aMNdEI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hBQjcTnrINA/s400/3825054227_df8a42f2c1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left">de photo</div><div align="left">des toiles de cette semaine</div><div align="left">pour l'instant)</div><div align="left">mais</div><div align="left">peu importe</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">j'ai été étonnée</div><div align="left">des couleurs qui sortaient</div><div align="left">rien de très habituel</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">j'ai joué avec du blanc</div><div align="left">- chose que je déteste habituelllement, par grand principe ridicule -</div><div align="left">j'ai joué avec du rouge foncé, presque brun</div><div align="left">je ne le fais jamais</div><div align="left">j'étais bien embêtée</div><div align="left">de me retrouver</div><div align="left">avec ça</div><div align="left">dans les pattes</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">mais</div><div align="left">qu'y faire?</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">on se retrouve parfois</div><div align="left">en surprenante compagnie</div><div align="left">et on avance avec</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">on a parfois besoin</div><div align="left">d'un grand nombre d'étapes</div><div align="left">avant de pouvoir dire</div><div align="left">que l'on a touché terre</div><div align="left">on a parfois besoin</div><div align="left">d'un nombre</div><div align="left">surprenant de couches</div><div align="left">et de surcouches</div><div align="left">certaines</div><div align="left">épaisses</div><div align="left">d'autres fines</div><div align="left">pour que les couleurs</div><div align="left">brutes</div><div align="left">prennent</div><div align="left">soudain</div><div align="left">visage</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-339625099270158844?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-29266773537949697562009-08-29T00:57:00.000-07:002009-08-29T01:03:48.428-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpjfiAaNjQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/vG-G-Zb9kYo/s1600-h/3825958650_7c60887b9e.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375291930585173250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpjfiAaNjQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/vG-G-Zb9kYo/s400/3825958650_7c60887b9e.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">on m'avait dit</div><div align="left">que je trouverais</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">le temps</div><div align="left">la lumière</div><div align="left">la paix</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">pour peindre</div><div align="left">écrire</div><div align="left">dans un sous-sol bruxellois</div><div align="left">en compagnie d'un bébé...</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-2926677353794969756?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-28171827976338199462009-08-28T09:36:00.000-07:002009-08-28T09:40:17.002-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpgHlWVMG4I/AAAAAAAAAc4/zGXZuQ2XwH8/s1600-h/3825163605_054185d5a2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375054493497695106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpgHlWVMG4I/AAAAAAAAAc4/zGXZuQ2XwH8/s400/3825163605_054185d5a2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><p>subitement</p><p>un désir</p><p>clair</p><p>mais bloqué</p><p>depuis 23 ans</p><p>en moi</p><p> </p><p>peut-il</p><p>en ce mois d'août</p><p>se concrétiser ?</p><p> </p><p>pourquoi tant de temps</p><p>pour trouver</p><p>un espace</p><p>un temps</p><p>dans ma vie</p><p>pour ce projet</p><p> </p><p>dont j'étais fatiguée</p><p>de m'entendre</p><p>parler</p><p> </p><p>ça ne faisait pas "vrai"</p><p> </p><p>mais toujours, j'en parlais</p><p>à tel point que je ne pensais pas que je parviendrais un jour à vivre ce rêve-là</p><p> </p><p>mais il faut croire que certains rêves se réalisent parfois</p><p>c'est tellement inattendu</p><p>absolument surprenant</p><p>et évident</p><p>maintenant</p><p> </p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-2817182797633819946?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-7691341551693600852009-08-26T00:02:00.000-07:002009-08-26T00:04:42.404-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpTeZajiv8I/AAAAAAAAAcY/BPV5ATrUAqQ/s1600-h/3846056191_cb932bd4f8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374164783566340034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpTeZajiv8I/AAAAAAAAAcY/BPV5ATrUAqQ/s400/3846056191_cb932bd4f8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpTeRtatCSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/P0AL9tsl_kA/s1600-h/3846060527_3f4c940ab4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374164651190585634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpTeRtatCSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/P0AL9tsl_kA/s400/3846060527_3f4c940ab4.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photos Sandrine Fraikin</em><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-769134155169360085?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-53619423025742739352009-08-24T14:03:00.000-07:002009-08-24T14:13:24.649-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpMAYDunhPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/G1YLWHmnNXg/s1600-h/3825161541_211348ebee.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373639193700828402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpMAYDunhPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/G1YLWHmnNXg/s400/3825161541_211348ebee.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">chez Schleiper</div><div align="left">on me dit bonjour quand j'entre</div><div align="left">dans le magasin</div><div align="left">on me reconnait</div><div align="left">(ça change du temps</div><div align="left">où j'y allais une fois par an !)</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">le temps de travail</div><div align="left">au calme</div><div align="left">loin de chez moi</div><div align="left">me permet </div><div align="left">de donner</div><div align="left">plus de calme</div><div align="left">à mes enfants</div><div align="left">quand je suis avec eux</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">autant j'étais encombrée</div><div align="left">lorsque je tentais de peindre</div><div align="left">avec eux autour de moi </div><div align="left">qui me parlaient</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">autant</div><div align="left">le temps passé en atelier</div><div align="left">calme</div><div align="left">concentrée</div><div align="left">décidant minute après minute</div><div align="left">à quoi la suivante sera consacrée</div><div align="left">(écriture, tétée, traduction, peinture et retétée,</div><div align="left">en alternance au fil de la journée,</div><div align="left">sans connection au net)</div><div align="left">me rassemble</div><div align="left">et reconstruit</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">un jour</div><div align="left">peut-être</div><div align="left">je pourrai peindre pour moi</div><div align="left">vraiment</div><div align="left">en présence de mes petits</div><div align="left">mais</div><div align="left">pour cela</div><div align="left">j'ai d'abord besoin</div><div align="left">de reprendre</div><div align="left">quelques forces</div><div align="left">petit à petit</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">car</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">j'ai trop longtemps</div><div align="left">mis les besoins</div><div align="left">des petits, des grands et aussi des plus âgés</div><div align="left">devant</div><div align="left">devant</div><div align="left">devant</div><div align="left">mes besoins</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">et j'ai de petites choses à rattrapper</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-5361942302574273935?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-82069754175331575362009-08-22T18:17:00.000-07:002009-08-22T18:38:38.996-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpCY40WKrLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/gJgsP_HDnLg/s1600-h/3825159557_6fecaef3a2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372962457344715954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SpCY40WKrLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/gJgsP_HDnLg/s400/3825159557_6fecaef3a2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><p><em></em></p><p align="left">pour avancer</p><p align="left">sereine</p><p align="left">dans mon désordre :</p><p align="left">1).- petits brins de lumière</p><p align="left">étonnamment</p><p align="left">offerts</p><p align="left">+</p><p align="left">2).- la matière première</p><p align="left">l'outil</p><p align="left">pâte et pinceaux</p><p align="left">+</p><p align="left">3).- l'amitié</p><p align="left">qui me porte</p><p align="left">me réchauffe</p><p align="left">sans cesse</p><p align="left">et celle</p><p align="left">qui me relaie</p><p align="left">confiante</p><p align="left">quoi qu'il arrive</p><p align="left">+</p><p align="left">4).- les clés d'un endroit</p><p align="left">qui se fait atelier</p><p align="left">lorsque j'y atterris</p><p align="left">= une voie</p><p align="left">dont j'ai longtemps parlé</p><p align="left">et sur laquelle résonnent</p><p align="left">mes pas</p><p align="left">pour du vrai</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-8206975417533157536?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-52401948415499575432009-08-22T01:33:00.000-07:002009-08-22T01:35:21.305-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/So-tbZIH99I/AAAAAAAAAbo/bvrbjn_dzmQ/s1600-h/3825043259_1c95dc58cb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372703566589327314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/So-tbZIH99I/AAAAAAAAAbo/bvrbjn_dzmQ/s400/3825043259_1c95dc58cb.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><p><em></em> </p><p align="left">un vitrail</p><p align="left">une grille</p><p align="left">avec des jours</p><p align="left">laisse entrer</p><p align="left">autre chose</p><p align="left">mas pas trop</p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-5240194841549957543?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-8644222022472229912009-08-20T02:07:00.000-07:002009-08-20T08:51:22.519-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/So0SZkunFRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/bX0wwtW41A4/s1600-h/3825846890_880e5c857c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371970161088075026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/So0SZkunFRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/bX0wwtW41A4/s400/3825846890_880e5c857c.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><br /><div align="left">feu</div><br /><div align="left">doux</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">les jours se déroulent</div>calmes<br /><div align="left">riches</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">en surprises</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">c'est si bon</div><div align="left">d'être centrée</div><div align="left"> </div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><br /><div align="left"><br /></div><br /><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-864422202247222991?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-86045619255818483962009-08-20T01:57:00.000-07:002009-08-20T02:06:15.235-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/So0QZ4DU0sI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6qsU7Bwe3Tk/s1600-h/3825047541_fdc14fe61c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371967967251976898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/So0QZ4DU0sI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6qsU7Bwe3Tk/s400/3825047541_fdc14fe61c.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left">couches</div><div align="left">légères</div><div align="left">ou </div><div align="left">épaisses</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">jours</div><div align="left">remplis</div><div align="left">nuits</div><div align="left">trouées</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">les limites</div><div align="left">sont</div><div align="left">presqu'acceptables</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">enfin</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">pas tout à fait</div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-8604561925581848396?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-1493411536325243062009-08-18T10:57:00.000-07:002009-08-18T10:58:48.495-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Sorrqk5pfvI/AAAAAAAAAao/Dinb4IasyNM/s1600-h/3833072141_1b448d0a65.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371364622285242098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Sorrqk5pfvI/AAAAAAAAAao/Dinb4IasyNM/s400/3833072141_1b448d0a65.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><p>goûts et les couleurs, ça ne se discute pas...</p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-149341153632524306?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-57907820481361016192009-08-18T04:23:00.000-07:002009-08-18T04:25:25.312-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SoqPUmAWzcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/3Jv7_962xDc/s1600-h/3825843642_7a5c3de782.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371263089554935234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SoqPUmAWzcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/3Jv7_962xDc/s400/3825843642_7a5c3de782.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left">un peu</div><div align="left">de recul</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-5790782048136101619?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-57088378269130636132009-08-17T13:23:00.000-07:002009-08-17T13:34:44.091-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Som8mTaQJDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QZF2GONiLM8/s1600-h/3825040035_6871b9f4fb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371031396847461426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Som8mTaQJDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QZF2GONiLM8/s400/3825040035_6871b9f4fb.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">tâtons</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">se profile</div><div align="left">un chemin</div><div align="left">cabossé</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">sur lequel</div><div align="left">on pourrait trébucher</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">si</div><div align="left">l'on</div><div align="left">ne se</div><div align="left">retenait</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">de trop y</div><div align="left">déambuler</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">alors</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">on le laisse</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">à ses cahots</div><div align="left">illuminés</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="right"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-5708837826913063613?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-25208818002899488002009-08-17T00:17:00.000-07:002009-08-17T00:19:32.117-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SokETIYqBlI/AAAAAAAAAZw/dThmJiXNAUY/s1600-h/3825014169_050b37f419.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370828757330953810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SokETIYqBlI/AAAAAAAAAZw/dThmJiXNAUY/s400/3825014169_050b37f419.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>l'éclat surgit</div><div>là</div><div>où</div><div>on ne l'attend pas</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-2520881800289948800?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-61074093944933883282009-08-17T00:16:00.000-07:002009-08-17T00:17:31.229-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SokD5VtJ9eI/AAAAAAAAAZo/N6H1iko-0sg/s1600-h/3825012653_02ba49cfcc.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370828314229994978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SokD5VtJ9eI/AAAAAAAAAZo/N6H1iko-0sg/s400/3825012653_02ba49cfcc.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-6107409394493388328?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-5767120100773772412009-08-16T14:39:00.000-07:002009-08-16T14:43:27.244-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Soh8qRW4IDI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9TCIp2joj7s/s1600-h/3825813400_cd573cc8e6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370679621295022130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Soh8qRW4IDI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9TCIp2joj7s/s400/3825813400_cd573cc8e6.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><p><em></em> </p><p align="left">ne faudrait</p><p align="left">pas croire</p><p align="left">que je sais ce que je fais</p><p align="left">ou</p><p align="left">où je vais</p><p align="left"> </p><p align="left">je sens juste que c'est le moment</p><p align="left">pour moi de faire ça</p><p align="left">alors...</p><p align="left"> </p><p align="left"> </p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-576712010077377241?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-40700687832931346482009-08-16T14:29:00.000-07:002009-08-16T14:36:09.778-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Soh6nxmHpgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/bal2Nh9FChg/s1600-h/3825818034_b663951679.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370677379386025474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Soh6nxmHpgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/bal2Nh9FChg/s400/3825818034_b663951679.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><em></em><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="left">kraft</div><div align="left">c'était avant</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">dernier essai</div><div align="left">qui date de fin juin</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">extrait d'un grand format</div><div align="left">1m sur 3 environ</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">le pinceau glisse mieux que sur la toile</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-4070068783293134648?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-68300642450232060162009-08-15T13:06:00.000-07:002009-08-15T13:13:21.616-07:00avec<br />une<br />impatience<br />non feinte<br />quelques photos<br />prises hier<br />ici<br />de toiles<br />ramenées<br />sur des roulettes<br />jeudi<br />d'ailleurs<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-6830064245023206016?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-32856330765886629502009-08-14T14:05:00.001-07:002009-08-14T14:09:41.234-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SoXSEtMo8aI/AAAAAAAAAY4/xDHgGxy71ow/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369929109003104674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SoXSEtMo8aI/AAAAAAAAAY4/xDHgGxy71ow/s400/PICT0015.JPG" /></a><em> photo Corinne Alexandre</em></div><p align="right"><em></em> </p><p>je crée </p><p>non pas avec mon ventre</p><p>mais de mes mains</p>et<br />la sérénité<br />se réinstalle<br /><div align="left">et reste </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">en moi</div><div align="left"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-3285633076588662950?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-75853408590422230552009-08-13T14:29:00.000-07:002009-08-13T14:33:01.041-07:00contente<br />chantant<br />pour mon bébé<br /><br />six toiles sous le bras<br /><br />à moi<br />le mystérieux<br />plaisir<br />de peindre<br />sans être<br />interrompue...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-7585340859042223055?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-43083399490415453622009-08-10T01:03:00.000-07:002009-08-10T13:53:57.311-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Sn_Uummnu7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/XTmiu-NTZAA/s1600-h/3429307039_19b10dc4fc.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368243177950526386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Sn_Uummnu7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/XTmiu-NTZAA/s400/3429307039_19b10dc4fc.jpg" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left">comme</div><div align="left">lorsque</div><div align="left">je donne naissance</div><div align="left">à un enfant</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">(mais cette fois</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">c'est pour</div><div align="left">une re-naissance</div><div align="left">de moi)</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">de m'ancrer</div><div align="left">dans le sol</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">alors</div><div align="left">une cave</div><div align="left">ce n'est pas mal pour ça</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">avec de la lumière</div><div align="left">beaucoup de lumière</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">des miroirs</div><div align="left">des murs blancs</div><div align="left">et des toiles</div><div align="left">autour de moi</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">je migre</div><div align="left">à temps partiel</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">fais mes bagages</div><div align="left">entre pas grand chose</div><div align="left">et presque rien</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">(de toute façon</div><div align="left">il y a un Schleiper pas loin)</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-4308339949041545362?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-74669601230079221122009-08-09T10:22:00.000-07:002009-08-09T10:29:56.952-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Sn8GyTrzAYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/p5ltfxtoonw/s1600-h/3663685168_fd4c788daa.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368016742196117890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Sn8GyTrzAYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/p5ltfxtoonw/s400/3663685168_fd4c788daa.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="right"><em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><br /><p><em></em></p><br /><p align="left">un petit coin</p><br /><p align="left">serein</p><br /><p align="left">où j'emmène </p><br /><p align="left">cette semaine</p><br /><p align="left">de quoi</p><br /><p align="left">lire</p><br /><p align="left">écrire</p><br /><p align="left">et </p><br /><p align="left">peindre </p><br /><p align="left">deux-trois jours par semaine</p><p align="left"> </p><br /><p align="left"></p><br /><p align="left"></p><br /><div align="right"><br /></div><br /><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-7466960123007922112?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-32531024810728618922009-07-27T06:55:00.001-07:002009-07-27T06:57:45.925-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Sm2yEz2VRvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/v4kkO3uCRF0/s1600-h/203917425_e085af559e_o%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363138526975444722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/Sm2yEz2VRvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/v4kkO3uCRF0/s400/203917425_e085af559e_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a> <em>photo Sandrine Fraikin</em></div><div align="left">" V "</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">signifie</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">temps pour soi</div><div align="left">pour la couleur</div><div align="left">et l'écriture</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">on croirait s'envoler !<br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-3253102481072861892?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-5822741742668265502009-07-25T07:43:00.000-07:002009-07-25T07:45:42.295-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SmsaeWghJlI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-K6V5olRg7Y/s1600-h/JustinBrugeslight.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362408890055075410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SmsaeWghJlI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-K6V5olRg7Y/s400/JustinBrugeslight.jpg" /></a> <em>photo Pierre Wathelet</em></div><p><em></em> </p><p><em></em> </p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="left">atelier</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">pour y peindre</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">et y vivre</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">une partie </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">de la semaine</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-582274174266826550?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-47656894768614948992009-07-14T02:56:00.000-07:002009-07-14T03:01:25.125-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlxWflOoLaI/AAAAAAAAATw/-HQox40oHUk/s1600-h/juin+09+033.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358252757233446306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlxWflOoLaI/AAAAAAAAATw/-HQox40oHUk/s400/juin+09+033.jpg" /></a> <em>photo Sarah Destrebecq</em></div><p>il y a</p><p>je ne sais quoi</p><p>alors</p><p>j'y vais</p><p></p><p>plus éveillée</p><p>à moi-même</p><p>et à l'autre</p><p>qu'avant</p><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><p>c'est déjà ça !</p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-4765689476861494899?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-35273927911428346142009-07-13T03:35:00.000-07:002009-07-13T03:36:55.215-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlsOAX0CilI/AAAAAAAAATo/wvK2d2BaYLo/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357891581242411602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlsOAX0CilI/AAAAAAAAATo/wvK2d2BaYLo/s400/image.jpg" /></a> de disposition<br /><br />de petites choses<br />lumineuses<br />flottantes<br /><br />remontent<br />redescendent<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-3527392791142834614?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-4891630785607148522009-07-12T14:04:00.000-07:002009-07-12T14:10:46.231-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpRPre4IPI/AAAAAAAAATg/OZu00GM7CYk/s1600-h/juin+09+024.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357684036522746098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpRPre4IPI/AAAAAAAAATg/OZu00GM7CYk/s400/juin+09+024.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpRFwb7SWI/AAAAAAAAATY/xlAiAF9HnM0/s1600-h/juin+09+025.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683866053855586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpRFwb7SWI/AAAAAAAAATY/xlAiAF9HnM0/s400/juin+09+025.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQ_HhmhEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gL2TOcCZddQ/s1600-h/juin+09+026.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683751992591426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQ_HhmhEI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gL2TOcCZddQ/s400/juin+09+026.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQ41pvc3I/AAAAAAAAATI/1LDfzcdjoRU/s1600-h/juin+09+027.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683644115678066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQ41pvc3I/AAAAAAAAATI/1LDfzcdjoRU/s400/juin+09+027.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQxtiLY5I/AAAAAAAAATA/pMFMm8sMugg/s1600-h/juin+09+028.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683521677386642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQxtiLY5I/AAAAAAAAATA/pMFMm8sMugg/s400/juin+09+028.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQn7jlSKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DCHIdqbmD_Q/s1600-h/juin+09+029.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683353642682530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQn7jlSKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DCHIdqbmD_Q/s400/juin+09+029.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQhR5cqHI/AAAAAAAAASw/sB65uDeT6lU/s1600-h/juin+09+030.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683239380887666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQhR5cqHI/AAAAAAAAASw/sB65uDeT6lU/s400/juin+09+030.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQZki3YEI/AAAAAAAAASo/HZKiWobZtqo/s1600-h/juin+09+031.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683106947489858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQZki3YEI/AAAAAAAAASo/HZKiWobZtqo/s400/juin+09+031.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQO6uPfhI/AAAAAAAAASg/xvAMT9_Ng18/s1600-h/juin+09+032.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357682923922226706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQO6uPfhI/AAAAAAAAASg/xvAMT9_Ng18/s400/juin+09+032.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQEyWzOEI/AAAAAAAAASY/5TSBUD-y8Fw/s1600-h/image-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357682749877729346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpQEyWzOEI/AAAAAAAAASY/5TSBUD-y8Fw/s400/image-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br />je repars à zéro<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-489163078560714852?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-79554205309986066422009-07-12T13:59:00.000-07:002009-07-12T14:02:56.220-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpO87f16MI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2b_HoQccdBA/s1600-h/juin+09+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357681515380992194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpO87f16MI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2b_HoQccdBA/s400/juin+09+019.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="right"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpO2p7A-eI/AAAAAAAAASI/iElnwS5McCg/s1600-h/juin+09+018.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357681407583910370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlpO2p7A-eI/AAAAAAAAASI/iElnwS5McCg/s400/juin+09+018.jpg" /></a><em> photos Sarah Destrebecq<br /></em><br /><div align="left">l'une dans l'autre</div><div align="left">nous sommes parties</div><div align="left">chez Sarah et Jean-Benoît</div><div align="left">pour 24h</div><div align="left">de détente</div><div align="left">de récits</div><div align="left">de promenade</div><div align="left">et de repos</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-7955420530998606642?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-49794490832159871432009-07-09T02:23:00.000-07:002009-07-09T02:26:27.417-07:00pour demain<br />depuis des jours<br />je pense<br /><br />et je me dis<br />que je dois<br />aller<br /><br />en des lieux<br />amicaux<br /><br />où je me sentirai bien<br /><br /><br />au long de ce que sera<br />cette année<br />particulière<br /><br /><br /><br />au bout<br />de laquelle<br />j'espère<br />j'espère<br />pouvoir<br />emménager<br />dans mon atelier<br />mon antre à moi<br />que je dois rénover<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-4979449083215987143?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-39595395916908473552009-07-05T23:28:00.000-07:002009-07-05T23:30:20.469-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGZ54FKiDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/LjN4-j72v-w/s1600-h/ld_20090705-_IGP5402.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355230651505870898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGZ54FKiDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/LjN4-j72v-w/s400/ld_20090705-_IGP5402.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGZtXuKZCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/alUNOdnF-Sw/s1600-h/ld_20090705-_IGP5390.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355230436661027874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGZtXuKZCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/alUNOdnF-Sw/s400/ld_20090705-_IGP5390.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-3959539591690847355?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-5241519843800151252009-07-05T23:27:00.000-07:002009-07-05T23:28:01.103-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGZYLhHiKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/gHCEpFLXDSs/s1600-h/num%C3%A9risation0004_small.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355230072607836322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGZYLhHiKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/gHCEpFLXDSs/s400/num%C3%A9risation0004_small.jpg" /></a><br /><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-524151984380015125?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-55094888120128080502009-07-05T23:09:00.000-07:002009-07-05T23:26:14.023-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGWlfncgcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NWUrLwarr-8/s1600-h/ld_20090704-_IGP5384.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355227002806501826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGWlfncgcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NWUrLwarr-8/s400/ld_20090704-_IGP5384.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGWSnPJVmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mbnTnH4enR4/s1600-h/ld_20090704-_IGP5385.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355226678434551394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGWSnPJVmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mbnTnH4enR4/s400/ld_20090704-_IGP5385.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGVMMmIwDI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jti16qX45Es/s1600-h/ld_20090704-_IGP5386.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355225468692381746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGVMMmIwDI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jti16qX45Es/s400/ld_20090704-_IGP5386.jpg" /></a> <em>photos Galeiliante</em><br /><br /></div><div align="left">voyage</div><div align="left">pour reprendre des forces</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">aux sources - qui sont partout -</div><div align="left">car je suis sans attaches uniques</div><div align="left">j'ai trop bougé pour ça, très tôt</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">je n'ai pas un accent</div><div align="left">j'en ai plusieurs</div><div align="left">je suis un caméléon</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> qui repart</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="left"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-5509488812012808050?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-10830186380296138442009-07-05T22:08:00.000-07:002009-07-05T23:04:55.249-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGRrcar4tI/AAAAAAAAAP4/cvnzcz1eFTE/s1600-h/num%C3%A9risation0001_small.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355221607468753618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGRrcar4tI/AAAAAAAAAP4/cvnzcz1eFTE/s400/num%C3%A9risation0001_small.jpg" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>avertie</div><div>de mes envies</div><div>de nomadisme</div><div> </div><div>Martine</div><div>m'a offert</div><div>pour mon anniversaire</div><div>une petite boîte d'aquarelles</div><div> </div><div>je l'étrenne dans ce train</div><div>qui m'emmène</div><div>vers</div><div>une première destination</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>un week-end à Gosselies</div><div>chez Anne, Alex et Arthur</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-1083018638029613844?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-18697599817078692652009-07-05T21:42:00.000-07:002009-07-05T21:48:30.963-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGB34rDZlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/l6XImtEUAyA/s1600-h/ld_20090704-_IGP5379.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355204229025982034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGB34rDZlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/l6XImtEUAyA/s400/ld_20090704-_IGP5379.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGBr7RIZNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/uqQLFX2HkBY/s1600-h/ld_20090704-_IGP5378.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355204023564133586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGBr7RIZNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/uqQLFX2HkBY/s400/ld_20090704-_IGP5378.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="right"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGBF7G73PI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z-7XZiSQU8g/s1600-h/ld_20090704-_IGP5381.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355203370686340338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3SBwYucZ9g/SlGBF7G73PI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z-7XZiSQU8g/s400/ld_20090704-_IGP5381.jpg" /></a> <em>photos Galeiliante</em></div><br /><br /><p>me suis posée ailleurs</p><p>le temps de quelques sommes, rires, pleurs</p><p>temps de souffler un brin</p><br /><br /><p>d'accumuler les siestes</p><p>au fil d'une journée</p><p> </p><p>sans autre but</p><br /><br /><p>que de la laisser couler</p><p>en douceur</p><br /><br /><p></p><p>reculer</p><br /><br /><p>avancer</p><br /><p>c'est le même mouvement</p></div><div>intérieur</div><div>extérieur<br /><br /></div><p></p><div><br /><br /></div><p></p><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-1869759981707869265?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2040607414546475640.post-23377179992990867452009-07-04T22:16:00.000-07:002009-07-04T22:18:40.223-07:00et un enfant<br />sur mon dos<br /><br />envolée pour<br />deux petites nuits<br />et une journée pleine<br />de siestes<br />et de mots doux<br /><br />entrecoupés<br />de soleil et de fruits<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2040607414546475640-2337717999299086745?l=commeunbattementdailes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ingrid van den Peereboomnoreply@blogger.com0