Wednesday, November 24, 2010

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Grandfather Noah

Get back to childhood, with the acrylic and this rhyme.

Grandfather Noah

is our grandfather Noah Patriarch
worthy
That God has kept
To plant his vineyard.
He made a boat to
To preserve water
Who was his his his, who was re re re,
Who was his, which was re,
Who was his refuge during the deluge
.

When the Red Sea at the troupe appeared
black

The Israelites believed that he must drink. But Moses was
finer
He said this is not wine
He not not not, it sa sa sa,
It's not, he sa
He spent all
Without a drop to drink .

is at the bottom of a glass overflow
Whether you lose head
This is not a good Christian
to look so stupid.
He who drinks too much, man will
In
hangover in my my Take my, take in pa pa pa, in my
Take, take in pa
Take my word for it, And cowardly
vial.

(Author unknown)

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

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African Dance


African Dance

There, for four weeks
Thursday evening I show
In a studio on the second
To of African dance

All students are Girls On percussion we
s'émoustille
African or Caribbean Rhythms
Prof. front, my daughter

Should I follow his advice
Not too force the camera
For all these bees is
I am the oldest

Now that I said You know my folly

And here we go again I'm having fun in marmoset

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

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Time

I do not have time. A phrase that often comes up in conversations. However, time seems to vary. For a child time is long, the Christmas holidays and endless arrived.

is when they work to restore that teenagers are too short on time.

parents see their children grow old too fast. And grandparents do not have enough to retire to do everything.

As I missed this last time, I thought you my heart four shots.
Meredith 3 months



Beatrice a year and a half



Arnaud 5 years



Ingrid to 14 years

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

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Streets

Acrylic from a photo of Fanfan
to bring some happiness to these days dark

Streets

My street is deserted tonight.

few leaves fall from trees in a slow waltz. They will join those already fallen and not yet picked up, because all wet.

A moonless sky. Only the lamp emits a dim glow.

The swing, naked without his pads looks sad in all this.