tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1277501406456235432011-04-21T10:49:14.886-07:00Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-62088793953474545652008-05-29T11:54:00.000-07:002008-05-29T12:00:43.129-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/SD78TqunPDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0ma2ClOGjvo/s1600-h/Rolling+stones.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/SD78TqunPDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0ma2ClOGjvo/s400/Rolling+stones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205875634104384562" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />«Et nous autres, pauvres âmes nées trop tard pour voir la splendeur des stones ou snifer de la coke haut de gamme au studio 54, nous qui avons raté presque tout ce qui fait que la vie vaut la peine d'être vécu.<br /> Nous on est là, assis au bord du monde, aux confins de la civilisation occidentale, désespérés au point d’être prêts à tout pour éprouver quelque chose, n’importe quoi, au point de sombrer les uns dans les autres et baiser à corps perdus en attendant la fin des temps.»<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-6208879395347454565?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-90209323012923764362008-05-17T14:29:00.000-07:002008-05-18T02:27:31.969-07:00<object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAnpRxC9y-A"> </param> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAnpRxC9y-A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"> </embed> </object><br />Là où tout a commencé, sur un bout de trottoir dans cette petite ville de banlieue.<br /><br />Souvenir de l'année 2006.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-9020932301292376436?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-1605635408861375962008-05-09T11:41:00.000-07:002008-05-13T10:00:07.836-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/SCSa35AW4DI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jX3CChrTRGY/s1600-h/skateboard.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/SCSa35AW4DI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jX3CChrTRGY/s400/skateboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198450154878197810" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Il y a quelques jours, je suis tombé sur un vieux magazine de surf brésilien, qui traînait, là, dans un petit panier en osier remplit de revues en tout genre. L’édito a immédiatement retenu mon attention, son auteur décrivait son addiction pour la pratique à laquelle il s’adonnait dès qu’il le pouvait. Il allait jusqu'à dire : «Si on me propose d’aller en vacances dans un endroit où je sais qu’il n’y aura pas de bonnes vagues, je n’irais pas» Il semblait complètement omnibulé par ces vagues, comme si rien d’autre au monde ne pouvait vraiment l’intéresser. La photo était d’ailleur marquante : un homme face à la mer, une planche à la main et les pieds liés par des menottes. <br /><br />Quand j’y repense, je me dis que je suis un peu pareil finalement. Rien au monde ne pourrait me faire rater une bonne session de skateboard. C’est quand même étrange de se dire que notre quotidien est régie par une vulgaire planche, qu’elle soit en érable, en fibre de verre ou tout autre composite, c’est même assez effrayant, les personnes «normales» doivent nous prendre pour des fous. Mais comme le disait Charles Bukowski : «Certains ne deviennent jamais fous... Leurs vies doivent être bien ennuyeuses.»<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-160563540886137596?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-39532511778738094992008-04-13T07:45:00.001-07:002008-04-13T08:01:44.029-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/SAIcrtv1wBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PF-Ku1cgkHI/s1600-h/kevin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/SAIcrtv1wBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PF-Ku1cgkHI/s400/kevin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188741258024435730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kévin, 14 ans, véritable concentré d'humour et d'imagination. Un jeune homme vraiment arty !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-3953251177873809499?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-75609243591446741392008-03-15T05:49:00.000-07:002008-03-15T09:15:04.949-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R9vJF5_6RMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BXqk3_rjhe4/s1600-h/Joao+front+disaster%281%29.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177953299897926850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R9vJF5_6RMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BXqk3_rjhe4/s400/Joao+front+disaster%281%29.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R9vGW5_6RLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/jyjpU4wABd0/s1600-h/joao+bras+p%C3%A9t%C3%A9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177950293420819634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R9vGW5_6RLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/jyjpU4wABd0/s400/joao+bras+p%C3%A9t%C3%A9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Pista de skate de Bùzios, Joao, un bras dans le platre et un front disaster. Brésil 2008.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-7560924359144674139?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-15982772193586296392008-02-22T08:23:00.000-08:002008-02-22T08:27:14.500-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R773bqgyaKI/AAAAAAAAADw/45wOurPGZHY/s1600-h/7961_12a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R773bqgyaKI/AAAAAAAAADw/45wOurPGZHY/s400/7961_12a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169841476908247202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R773QagyaJI/AAAAAAAAADo/RJw-QWNA0ls/s1600-h/7961_26a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R773QagyaJI/AAAAAAAAADo/RJw-QWNA0ls/s400/7961_26a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169841283634718866" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-1598277219358629639?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-67815146284353174132008-02-21T11:41:00.000-08:002008-02-21T11:44:11.908-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R73UJagyaII/AAAAAAAAADg/q-6P87-g5wk/s1600-h/nico+x+4+n%26b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R73UJagyaII/AAAAAAAAADg/q-6P87-g5wk/s400/nico+x+4+n%26b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169521205491951746" /></a><br /><br />Nicolas, quatre fois.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-6781514628435317413?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-46415957804363394652008-02-20T11:21:00.000-08:002008-02-20T11:38:12.285-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7yAs6gyaHI/AAAAAAAAADY/R_fHkrYHxlY/s1600-h/7961_25a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7yAs6gyaHI/AAAAAAAAADY/R_fHkrYHxlY/s400/7961_25a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169147981423863922" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7x_PagyaGI/AAAAAAAAADM/QoWysMYuf14/s1600-h/7961_07a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7x_PagyaGI/AAAAAAAAADM/QoWysMYuf14/s400/7961_07a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169146375106095202" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7x-zagyaEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8cqhov2Rs74/s1600-h/7961_15a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7x-zagyaEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8cqhov2Rs74/s400/7961_15a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169145894069758018" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7x-eKgyaDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sQYpAyhmUCk/s1600-h/7961_20a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7x-eKgyaDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sQYpAyhmUCk/s400/7961_20a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169145528997537842" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7x-R6gyaCI/AAAAAAAAACs/D_KButqG8dU/s1600-h/7961_16a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R7x-R6gyaCI/AAAAAAAAACs/D_KButqG8dU/s400/7961_16a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169145318544140322" /></a><br /><br /><br />Vu au Canon canonet.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-4641595780436339465?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127750140645623543.post-53826855844737628202008-02-07T09:49:00.000-08:002008-02-07T09:51:38.144-08:00<div align="center"> <a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R6tE9L1XV4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/nMGNPTTOPjY/s1600-h/cours+de+maths.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164297215649732482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Re0P8Goq0XI/R6tE9L1XV4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/nMGNPTTOPjY/s400/cours+de+maths.jpg" border="0" /></a> Quand on se fait chier pendant un contrôle de maths trop dur ...<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127750140645623543-5382685584473762820?l=goudtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Valentinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01990012781130374627noreply@blogger.com0