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Alice in Wonderblog

Un article sur le blog d'Alice Brière-Haquet

"Un secret bien gardé" s'envole pour de nouvelles aventures avec Baptistine Mesange

C'est un monde un peu fascinant et un peu dérangeant que nous propose Gwenaëlle Tonnelier, un monde vaguement hypnotique, au silence bourdonnant. Du silence, justement, ou un secret qu'on devra deviner pour ce dessin stylo et feutre, au format A4 (21 x 29.7cm) et au prix de 30 euros.

Gwenaëlle est bibliothécaire de métier, mais elle dessine depuis toujours et  collabore avec des compagnies de théâtre, de danse, de musique pour des brochures, affiches, pochette CD... Elle répond à la demande aussi, alors n'hésitez pas ;-) En ce moment M précis elle bosse sur un beau projet que je vous invite à découvrir : "Looking for Emily", un leporello à partir d'une sélection de poèmes d'Emily Dickinson mis en musique par divers groupes de musique que l'on peut écouter ici. Voilou voili. Belle découverte de cet univers singulier sur son blog, et à demain !

A long long sleep

A long – long Sleep –

A famous – Sleep –

That makes no show for Morn –

By Stretch of Limb – or stir of Lid –

An independent One –

Was ever idleness like this ?

Opon a Bank of Stone

To bask the Centuries away –

Nor once look up – for noon ? (463)

The largest fire ever known

The largest Fire ever known
Occurs each Afternoon –
Discovered is without surprise
Proceeds without concern –
Consumes and no report to men
An Occidental Town,
Rebuilt another morning
To be burned down again
(974)

Just lost when I was saved

Just lost, when I was saved !
Just felt the world go by !
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide !
Therefore, as One returned, I feel,
Odd secrets of the line to tell !
Some sailor, skirting foreign shores-
Some pale Reporter, from the awful doors
Before the Seal !
Next time, to stay
Next time, the things to see
By ear unheard-
Unscrutinized by eyes –
Next time to tarry
While the Ages steal-
Slow tramp the Centuries,
And the Cycles wheel ! (132)

will there really be a morning?

Will there really be a « morning » ?

Is there such a thing as « Day » ?

Could I see it from the mountains

If I were as tall as they ?

Has it feet like Water lilies ?

Has it feathers like a bird ?

It is brought from famous countries

Of which I have never heard ?

Oh some Scholar ! Oh some Sailor !

Oh some Wise Man from the skies !

Please to tell a litlle pilgrim

Where the place called morning lies !

(148)

MissButterfly

la mystérieuse...

looking for Emily

an ignorance a sunset

An ignorance a Sunset

Confer opon the Eye –

Of Territory – Color –

Circumference – Decay –

It’s Amber Revelation

Exhilirate – Debase –

Omnipotence’ inspection

Of Our inferior face –

And when the solemn features

Confirm – in Victory –

We start – as if detected

In Immortality (669)