wait for tomorrow, eh.
Well, between two multitudes of diverse and varied tasks, and a few little problems from recently added to others already installed in my personal landscape, I have trouble finding time to blablater as much as I want.
I wish to mention a few books recently read, fanzines as chopper I not long ago, dug up records here and there, too. For my personal balance, I'll try to book a weekly slot for this blog: I hesitate wind or mileage of about absolutely dispensable, as usual, but good. It keeps me more to heart than I imagined, this small public space sharing.
And what else?
Mr. Con (yes? Anyone wonder?) Has accidentally formatted his camera card at the back of Sierre, the terrible festival Sismica , whose lineup this year in the full-mouth did not care for not a circle ...
We will come back because I was not alone in trying to bring back a few snippets of memories (hell, we celebrate not the 20th anniversary of the Association every day!), But until I balance some pictures of what I still stay in my head Rennes, at the festival Périscopages (reminder for those living in a cave: Périsco is in France THE appointment indispensable around the comic lyrics. Point.)
Yes, I know, few blah, another plan "he is doing well with its twelve thousand photos, the lazy", but hey, it's my blog, I do what I want.
Périscopages 2010, therefore, in complete disorder and with tons of cool people at the minute / the picture / the brush / behind the computers / etc. (most are mézigues tophi, except one or two that are the property of Juliette Blabla for Périscopages and / or other comrades present and outrageously tagged me on facebook):
