<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:25:15.199+02:00</updated><title type='text'>de l'art vraiment?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-116310214403464305</id><published>2006-11-09T20:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:05:05.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>broderie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/broderie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/broderie1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/broderie%202.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/broderie%202.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toile cirée, fil rouge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un travail de fourmis... d'une Penelope à l'air chimique&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-116310214403464305?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/116310214403464305/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=116310214403464305' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/116310214403464305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/116310214403464305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/11/broderie.html' title='broderie'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-114665034066387354</id><published>2006-05-03T11:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:12:51.315+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tramway en cours, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/tram.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/tram.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un embouteillage de petites voitures. Une mémoire intime qui s'inscrit dans le contexte de ma vie: Marseille 2006. Des travaux de reconstruction pour la gentrification.&lt;br /&gt;Une ville en chantier, pour le meilleur des habitants à venir et pour le pire habitants qui vont devoir partir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/tram1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/tram1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Le geste artistique se situe au degrès -1 de la sculpture. Se servir d'un blister comme moule et l'utiliser jusqu'à sa destruction. Ne rien fabriquer mais se servir de ce qui reste une fois l'objet déballé. Remplir l'emballage pour faire sortir une multitude de mini sculptures toutes différentes bien que toutes issues du même moule.&lt;br /&gt;Duchamp employait les termes d'"amnésie esthétique" pour parler des Ready made, on parlera donc ici de "Résurgence esthétique".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-114665034066387354?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114665034066387354/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=114665034066387354' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114665034066387354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114665034066387354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/05/tramway-en-cours-2006.html' title='Tramway en cours, 2006'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-114664954037196000</id><published>2006-05-03T11:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T11:45:40.373+02:00</updated><title type='text'>variations sur contes de fées</title><content type='html'>A l'heure où Cendrillon cherche son prince charmant dans des soirées speed dating et le PetitPoucet vend des roses dans la rue, moi, je déroule du scotch pour panser la forme;&lt;br /&gt;Sculpture comme véhicule d'un drame, celui d'une aire "plastique-moderne". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain(e)s perdu(e)s, 2005&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/pain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/pain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On est pas que des courges, 2005&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/cendrillon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/cendrillon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-114664954037196000?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114664954037196000/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=114664954037196000' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114664954037196000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114664954037196000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/05/variations-sur-contes-de-fes.html' title='variations sur contes de fées'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-114664884452897339</id><published>2006-05-03T11:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T11:34:04.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleine saison, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/pleine%20saison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/pleine%20saison.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;avions blancs pour listes noires&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-114664884452897339?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114664884452897339/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=114664884452897339' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114664884452897339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114664884452897339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/05/pleine-saison-2005.html' title='Pleine saison, 2005'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-114658373395317549</id><published>2006-05-02T17:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T17:16:27.490+02:00</updated><title type='text'>M2 de propreté, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/m2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/m2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ateliers de lorette, été 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un travail d'archéologie de la crasse.&lt;br /&gt;Révéler un espace par la soustraction de ses différentes couches historiques.&lt;br /&gt;Cette pièce relève de l'échantillon de passé. Un échantillon de ce que ça a été, qui redevient présent.&lt;br /&gt;C'est et ça restera... un temps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-114658373395317549?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114658373395317549/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=114658373395317549' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114658373395317549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114658373395317549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/05/m2-de-propret-2005.html' title='M2 de propreté, 2005'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-114656719912296227</id><published>2006-05-02T12:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T12:53:19.123+02:00</updated><title type='text'>petits drames, l'art d'en finir</title><content type='html'>casse coque, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/casse%20coque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/casse%20coque.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quand la sculpture se prend pour du spéctacle vivant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liberté surveillée, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/liberte%26%23769%3B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/liberte%26%23769%3B.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...quand le spectacle vivant devient nature morte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brassage, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/brassage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/brassage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...le cadavre de la sculpture bouge encore, il doit être une menace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-114656719912296227?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114656719912296227/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=114656719912296227' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114656719912296227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114656719912296227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/05/petits-drames-lart-den-finir.html' title='petits drames, l&apos;art d&apos;en finir'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-114656247629608969</id><published>2006-05-02T11:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T10:22:13.166+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simulacres, l'art du travestissement</title><content type='html'>Mes convictions, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/mes%20convictions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/mes%20convictions.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les garçons manqués sont-ils des filles réussies?&lt;br /&gt;Un sèche-cheveux déguisé en perçeuse Bosch, parcequ'il est plus intéressant de percer des trous que de sécher des cheveux.&lt;br /&gt;Un objet hybride qui sème le doute sur l'identité même de l'objet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ligne de pret à porter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/diable2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/diable2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...........................cartons, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/diable1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/diable1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...........................heineken, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La douche, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/douche.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/douche.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un bac à trous et un pommeau asperseur.&lt;br /&gt;Jouer sur les apparences. Une vraie douche non fonctionnelle.&lt;br /&gt;Faire ses courses au rayon bricolage pour monter chez soi une douche pour soi.&lt;br /&gt;Une douche pour moi, la jeune fille en fleurs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-114656247629608969?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114656247629608969/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=114656247629608969' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114656247629608969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114656247629608969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/05/simulacres-lart-du-travestissement.html' title='Simulacres, l&apos;art du travestissement'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-114656167789885008</id><published>2006-05-02T11:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T10:23:02.693+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Restauration, le saccage d'un héritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/restauration%20copie%20copie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/restauration%20copie%20copie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aujourd'hui je serais technicienne de surface de l'art contemporain, et les oeuvres d'être nettoyées, recousues, rangées.&lt;br /&gt;Adopter le costume d'un personnage et jouer au grand jeu de l'art:&lt;br /&gt;"car moi aussi j'aurais pu le faire"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-114656167789885008?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114656167789885008/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=114656167789885008' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114656167789885008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114656167789885008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/05/restauration-le-saccage-dun-hritage.html' title='Restauration, le saccage d&apos;un héritage'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27407745.post-114656109973561569</id><published>2006-05-02T11:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T11:11:39.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fraicheur garantie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/1600/fg%20copie.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6815/2882/320/fg%20copie.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bois, vinylia, bouillottes, eau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le tapis rouge du nain de jardin, le jardin idéal de l'être moderne, le plus beau tapis de jeu pour le petit ange.&lt;br /&gt;Fraicheur garantie est une sorte de sculpture stérile, le petit coin de verdure de demain.&lt;br /&gt;Du plastique à arroser soi-même en attendant l'arrosage automatique.&lt;br /&gt;Passage obligatoire pour pénétrer dans la salle d'exposition.&lt;br /&gt;Durée et fraicheur garantie d'un simulacre d'espace bien être.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27407745-114656109973561569?l=lartvraiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114656109973561569/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27407745&amp;postID=114656109973561569' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114656109973561569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27407745/posts/default/114656109973561569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lartvraiment.blogspot.com/2006/05/fraicheur-garantie.html' title='fraicheur garantie'/><author><name>marion abeille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039654351843697432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W5CNAsKhSUo/S4-RepdcqwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pulDW86ZBN0/S220/P1000049.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
