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Kerazan Manor

I'm going to talk you about the Kerazan Manor in which I've had a work exprience during two months.
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Articles : 12
Depuis : 12/10/2012
Categorie : Tourisme, Lieux et Événements

. Le Cri des Mots

Lorsque les illusiOns s'attachent à un espOir sans nOm. Lorsque les maux se lient, se délient et s'enlacent, se tissent et s'apprisOivent. Lorsque les sOnges se prélassent dans un champs de ruine. Lorsque l'espérance se brOie sous la hardiesse des passiOns
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Articles : 9
Depuis : 11/08/2008
Categorie : Littérature, BD & Poésie

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Le coeur en hiver.

J'ai trop souvent couru sur les plaines ensanglantées. et je m'y suis perdue, oubliant mes souffles et mes peines. oubliant la folie et ce néant destructeur... je n'ai plus d'espérances, j'observe les mirages & sublime mon naufrage. plus d'énergie, j'ai tout banlancé dans mes cris.
The Billiard Room

The billiard room

This room was particularly devoted to men. as a matter of fact, they could play french and american billiard. but the particularity of this room is also the wood paneling. as a matter of fact, its mouldings form a pattern symbolizing ram's horns, what's a traditionnal motif of the department. concerning the rest of the furniture, it has a very wide
The Smoking Room

The smoking room

The smoking and billiard rooms are both the "gentlemen's area". as a matter of fact, men used to play billiard, and then they used to go at the smoking room to speak together, play the piano, laugh and smoke. given its particular function, this room countains a lot of special accessories, as : 2 objects in which men could put away their cigar, a ba
The Former Chapel

The former chapel

This room was the manor's chapel. nowadays it houses a magnificient faiences' collection, realized by alfred beau. this breton artist was a genius ! as a matter of fact, he realized a lot of landscapes, historical scenes and floral designs, only with faience. but the most beautiful piece is a life-size faience cello. exhibited at the universal exhi
The Madame Astor's Drawing Room

The madame astor's drawing room

Seeing as men have their own rooms, women had the right to have their own too ! so when you enter inside this room, you can obviously imagine women playing cards, speaking and drinking tea, while men used to smoke and play. that's the reason why this room countains feminine furnitures, particularly green and pink. we can also see "la mode illustré
The Library

The library

The library was the stydy of mr georges astor and his son, joseph-georges astor. adorned with family astor's portraits, this room shows us literary tastes of middle-class families : french novels, history's and low books. but in this room we can also learn a lot about astor's career. as a matter of fact, this room exhibits a lot of swords and offic
The dinning room

The dinning room

This room was designed by joseph astor, who commissioned his friend théophile deyrolle to create the decorative panels showing hunting trophies to whet his guests’ appetite - even if it doesn't whet us to eat anything ! on either side of the fireplace, we can also see two decorations created by a friend of the family, called henriette daux. more
The Drawning Room

The drawning room

Concerning the large drawing room, this is the room where astor's family could entertain friends or artists, but also have dinner or party. in the mid-19th century, the room was removed by alour arnoult, who raised the ceiling because of the monumental chandelier with two tiers of lights and louis xvi crystal pendants. with two large mirrors, some

_ je voudrais qu'elle m'entende.

Et m'endormir dans ses bras, comme avant. m'étendre sur ses mots. la sublimer de pensées et lui dire à quel point elle me manque. puis essayer de comprendre son geste, bien qu'il n'y ait aucune explication concrète. mais les souvenirs arrivent bien trop tard. la neige a recouvert mille et une fois nos moments passés. ces instants sont glacés,

De l'autre côté du rêve.

J'ai le coeur froid, les ailes rompues. je les ai fracassées, puis liées ensemble. sans vouloir comprendre, sans vouloir entendre. je me griffe les joues pour connaître cette vérité. pour savoir si je rêve ou s'il me faut avancer. pour raturer l'illusion de peur de trébucher. par crainte du néant et du vide qui ment. je crache l'acide de no