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2011/3/26
Bonne fête aux Braulio, Lara, Larissa, Ludger, Pons !

The multitude of books is a great evil. There is no limit to this fever for writing.
Martin Luther

Supermec

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Je viens de lire une aventure de Superman réalisée par un amateur.

C’est la première que je considère comme intéressante.

Bravo.

Ca se passe ici.




Webcam@Berninfo.ch


2010/12/23
Bonne fête aux Armand, Thorlak !

It is dangerous to be right in matters on which the established authorities are wrong.
Voltaire

chienne de vie

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Voici une petite BD qui vient d’ici.



2010/12/4
Bonne fête aux Barbara, Barbe, Osmond !

Do not mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else. Judge everyone and everything for yourself.
Henry James

Monstrous Discrepancies

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BD trouvée ici…


2010/3/28
Bonne fête aux Gontran, Jeanne-Marie, Spes, Venturino !

"His mother should have thrown him away and kept the stork."
Mae West

Garfield au cube

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Cette fois-ci, quelqu’un a créé un générateur de strips aléatoires… Le pire c’est que les historiettes se tiennent souvent !



2010/3/21
Joyeux Printemps et bonne fête aux Clémence, Sérapion !

The religion of the future will be a cosmic religion, the religion which based on experience, which refuses dogma.
Albert Einstein

Garfield sans Garfield

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Ca donne ceci


2010/1/24
Bonne fête aux Babylas, François, Théoxane !

It is not so much the suffering as the senselessness of it that is unendurable.
Nietzsche

There are people…

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Trouvé ici… Au besoin, cliquez pour agrandir…

there are people



2010/1/21
Bonne fête aux Agnès, Fructueux !

I am convinced that I am acting as the agent of our Creator. By fighting off the Jews, I am doing the Lord's work.
Adolf Hitler

Calvineries

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Pour les fans (anglophones) de Calvin et Hobbes, si vous cliquez sur cette illustration, vous aurez une belle surprise

calvin_kid



2009/12/3
Bonne fête aux Attala ou Attalia, François-Xavier, Galgano, Sophonie !

"Il est une chance que les gens de la nation ne comprennent pas notre système bancaire et monétaire, parce que si tel était le cas, je crois qu'il y aurait une révolution avant demain matin."
Henry Ford (1863-1947)

The tall schizo guy talks

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schizoJe viens de tomber sur cette excellente BD décrivant la schizophrénie telle que vue de l’intérieur.



2008/9/25
Bonne fête aux Céolfrid, Hermann !

Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll take a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. Maybe I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never met, never had a no problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Oh, Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number got called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some kid from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes back to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile he realizes the only reason he was over there in the first place was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish over there to scare up domestic oil prices. A cute little ancillary benefit for them, but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back of course, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So now my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the fuckin' job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what did I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. I figure fuck it, while I'm at it why not just shoot my buddy, take his job, give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.
Will Hunting

Tous sauf un…

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Une chouette BD en anglais…



2008/7/11
Bonne fête aux Benoît, Fabrice, Fabricien, Hidulphe, Olga, Pie !

A composer is a guy who goes around forcing his will on unsuspecting air molecules,often with the assistence of unsuspecting musicians.
Frank Zappa

Spirou, le journal d’un ingénu

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Spirou nous est présenté ici comme un orphelin travaillant comme groom dans un hôtel.

S’il y a bonne réputation auprès des clients, il n’y est pas bien vu par tout le monde, et certainement pas par le portier principal, le brutal “Entresol”.
Il faut dire que Spirou passe beaucoup de temps en escapades buissonnières avec les enfants qu’on rencontre par ailleurs dans l’histoire du combat de boxe (contre le voyou Poildur) jadis imaginée par Franquin.

Cette histoire, se déroulant dans les quelques semaines, qui précèdent puis succèdent à l’invasion de la Pologne par l’armée allemande, est donc fortement marquée, politiquement parlant.

Le seul reproche que je ferai à ce bouquin est la présentation frivole qu’il donne de Fantasio (que Franquin avait imaginé moins frivole, plus pédant).
Je ne l’imaginais donc pas comme ce paparazzo-là, dommage…

Pour le reste, vous adorerez, bien entendu. D’autant plus que le trait d’Emile Bravo rappelle beaucoup la patte du Franquin des débuts (ou -un peu- celle du Tronchet de Jean-Claude Tergal)…



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