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I have a banana tree in my studio.

(normal for a comic book workshop)!
Each time I transplant it into a bigger pot, it grows until its roots finish taking over the new area of soil.
(Aaaarg… STOP! Stop growing!)

NO ROOTS, NO FRUIT

What is vital in a tree is what is not seen… In our case, humans (as far as giraffes are concerned, I am not too sure…), it’s intimacy with God!

The more you extend your daily quality time with him (not just: ‘I pray when my wife is driving’ or ‘while I am brushing my teeth’... The more you will grow… And the more bananas you will have in your life (and bananas … they’re so good!)!

Today I am walking in the forest once again…
My path always goes through there (Oh that it had done a sudden runner to the Bahamas during the night…)!
The morning, in perfect complicity with the dew, coats the sides of the path with a glistening sparkle!

I ask God for nothing… other than to be closer to Him… ‘All fullness dwells in Jesus’, Colossians 1:19 (a passage in the Bible). Piece of advice for a ‘smart perspective’: if you have Jesus, you have everything!!
Suddenly on my path I see something amazing: thick, visible roots…
…that perks me up and I get a ‘banana’ smile!

P.S. I have planted lots of baobabs (that’s one of the biggest trees in the world!) all over my studio, but I no longer know where…Well, they are really tiny seeds…Oh dear! I have a hunch that they also have something to say to me
…With all these plants with the gift of the gab surrounding me while I make comic books, there is a cacophony!
 Alain Auderset
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I have a banana tree in my studio.

(normal for a comic book workshop)!
Each time I transplant it into a bigger pot, it grows until its roots finish taking over the new area of soil.
(Aaaarg… STOP! Stop growing!)

NO ROOTS, NO FRUIT

What is vital in a tree is what is not seen… In our case, humans (as far as giraffes are concerned, I am not too sure…), it’s intimacy with God!

The more you extend your daily quality time with him (not just: ‘I pray when my wife is driving’ or ‘while I am brushing my teeth’... The more you will grow… And the more bananas you will have in your life (and bananas … they’re so good!)!

Today I am walking in the forest once again…
My path always goes through there (Oh that it had done a sudden runner to the Bahamas during the night…)!
The morning, in perfect complicity with the dew, coats the sides of the path with a glistening sparkle!

I ask God for nothing… other than to be closer to Him… ‘All fullness dwells in Jesus’, Colossians 1:19 (a passage in the Bible). Piece of advice for a ‘smart perspective’: if you have Jesus, you have everything!!
Suddenly on my path I see something amazing: thick, visible roots…
…that perks me up and I get a ‘banana’ smile!

P.S. I have planted lots of baobabs (that’s one of the biggest trees in the world!) all over my studio, but I no longer know where…Well, they are really tiny seeds…Oh dear! I have a hunch that they also have something to say to me
…With all these plants with the gift of the gab surrounding me while I make comic books, there is a cacophony!
 Alain Auderset
[:es]Tengo una platanera en mi taller, ¡(algo normal en un taller de cómics)!

Cada vez que la trasplanto a una maceta más grande, crece hasta que sus raíces terminan por invadir el nuevo espacio de tierra…

( ¡Ajjj, STOP! ¡Para de crecer!)

No hay raíces, no hay frutos

Lo vital en un árbol, es lo que no se ve… para nosotros los humanos (en cuanto a las jirafas no tengo ni idea…) lo vital es la intimidad con Dios!

Cuanto más tiempo (de calidad) pases cada día con él (no solo : “Yo oro cuando conduce mi mujer” o “mientras que me lavo los dientes”)… más crecerás… y más plátanos tendrás en tu vida (¡¡y qué ricos son los plátanos!!)

Hoy, camino de nuevo por el bosque… mi camino sigue estando ahí ¡(¡cómo si hubiera podido irse a las Bahamas durante la noche...!)! la mañana, en perfecta complicidad con el rocío, reviste los bordes del camino de un brillo resplandeciente!
Yo no le pido nada a Dios…
Sino estar más cerca de él…

“Toda la plenitud reside en Jesús” Colosenses 2:9 (un pasaje de la Biblia)
¡Oye!: ¡SI TIENES A JESÚS, LO TIENES TODO!
De repente, en mi camino, veo algo asombroso: raíces fuertes y visibles…
¡Se me ponen los ojos como platos y se me dibuja en la cara una sonrisa de plátano!

 

PD: He plantado muchos baobabs (¡es uno de los árboles más grandes del mundo!) por todo mi taller, pero ya no se dónde… ¡bah, solo son unas semillas muy pequeñas pequeñas!¡pero ay! Tengo la impresión de que ellas también tienen algo que decirme…

¡…con todas estas plantas de lenguas largas a mi alrededor mientras que dibujo mis comics... ¡¡menudo lío!!

Alain Auderset[:]"
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Pour acheter cette BD cliquez ICI[:de]Zeichnung des Comics Ach du lieber Himmel

Für weitere Informationen, hier klicken

Für Einkäufe, hier klicken[:en][:]"
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The house


The messenger
“One day this house will be yours!”
These are the words of Luc, my pastor friend, as he points out the strange building in front of me.
“Come on, Luc… think about it! I am far too poor to buy it! With my family, we are living below subsistence level, quite honestly, how can you dream up something like that?”
He doesn’t say anything but has this annoying little smile which people have who know something that you don’t know…

The discreet return
The years have gone by and today, acting as if nothing was up, Luc announces to me:
“There you are! ‘The’ house is for sale!”
That same smile that twists his mouth prevents him from continuing his remarks. But, as they can’t stop themselves, they escape through his eyes and say to me: “Well then? Are you going to buy it?”
“Grrroooaaan, Luc! You know as well as I do, my financial situation hasn’t changed, and I…

“Eh? What are you talking about?… I didn’t say anything…”
He has this look of indifference that the guilty have when they want to pass themselves off as innocent by whistling a banal tune.

(Why is it that I don’t manage to have any normal friends!?)

The absent-minded detour
The following morning, as is my habit, I plan to go into the forest, but this twisty path has a mind of its own and because of it I find myself face to face with the building in question.
Now it is my thoughts which, unbeknown to me, are embroidering a whole web of fantasies:
“Hmmm…it is true that it would be ideal, my workshop downstairs, my family right above… cool…”

SLAM! Reality, which – as everyone knows – nurtures only aversion for embroidery, slaps me with its implacable logic and brings me out of my daydreams:
‘You’re broke! OK?!”
The following day, same again, the path, taking advantage of my inattention (I often have my head in the clouds), deposits me right at the same spot (oh, very clever!)
“OK, Lord, let’s get things straight; in this world, things don’t work like that, you need money to get a building… do you understand?”
I sense then that He has the same smile of connivance as Luc… (those two are hiding something from me…)

I am not deluding myself; Luc, the path, Jesus are going to use their complicity so that every day I (and my vigilante/distributor of slaps, ‘reality’) come back to the same starting point. So let’s look at the problem head-on…

The banker
How do you go about buying a house?
(Er…? Instinctively I slide in the direction of the bank…) The local media often talk about me, so much so that the banker recognises me straightaway. From the tone of his voice I have the impression that he is convinced that I must have come by limousine and that my chauffeur is waiting for me outside; I blurt out to him:
“Morning! I would like to buy a house; would you lend me the money?”
He enthusiastically hands me a form:
“Of course, Mr. Auderset! Kindly note down your monthly salary on this document (a simple formality).”
“My monthly salary? Er… it depends on the months (the life of an artist, you know…) my oh my. I don’t understand anything about accounts…
Fortunately I have a wizard friend who helps me fill in the form (well… wizard, accountant; they are one and the same thing!).

The true banker
The figures which the banker discovers have wiped off his welcoming smile, which up till then had resembled in every respect the one that appears in the company’s advertising.
“Er… Terribly sorry, Sir, I’m afraid it won’t be possible! For us to lend you money, you have to already have some yourself.”
Blimey! I do not understand at all the logic of this bunch of cronies! Their ties must be tied so tightly that they prevent the blood from getting to the brain… (?!)

Sheepish, facing the house, I explain to God two or three things that he must not have understood properly about the workings of administration in our lowly world, before moving away from it into the forest with him.
A few days later, I receive a strange visit from an elderly couple who explain to me that they had been planning to invest in the stock market (a grown-up thing), but that, after thinking it over, they had felt it would be wiser to invest in the Kingdom of God. It just so happens that a chance conversation with one of my friends led them to me… In short, they have lent me 100,000 Swiss Francs

(approx. 125,000 Euros), telling me:
“You have 40 years to pay it back.”
I go back to the bank but this time I don’t go to the counter first, I go straight to knock on the manager’s door (after all, when I pray that’s what I do too, I speak to God directly and not via an intermediary!).
And he agrees to lend me the remainder.

Nowadays I live in this house with my little family. Creativity and lots of fun overflow from every part of it. Digging in the cellar, I discovered a notice ‘evangelical church’. The people who laid the first stones of this building (in the 1800s) planned to make it into a church, a place of worship and human warmth. All the owners that there have been, since its foundation, have each time been servants of God…
I have kept the interior as it was, transforming the pulpit (the thing for preaching) into a drawing table and the large windows into a sprinkler of light. The exotic plants, just like the drawings, have taken over all the walls.

Praise be to the King of kings, the Banker of bankers, his paths are amazing for his most simple servants who allow themselves to be led by Him. He has compassion on them and blesses them in his time.
In the same time (no connection, but anyway…):

Willy Grunch (my comic book character) wins first prize for Christian comic books at Angoulême !!!
A prophet (who is passing through) tells me:  “Go, I will send you far away to the nations…”  And Boom! In the days that follow,
I am invited for the first time to speak in Spain and in the USA!

Alain Auderset"
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La maison

Le messager
– Un jour cette maison sera tienne !
Telles sont les paroles de Luc, mon ami pasteur, en me désignant l’étrange bâtiment devant moi.
– Mais voyons, Luc... réfléchis ! Je suis beaucoup trop pauvre pour me l’acheter ! Avec ma famille, nous vivons en dessous du minimum vital, franchement, comment peux-tu imaginer un truc pareil ?
Il ne dit rien, mais il a ce petit sourire agaçant qu’ont ceux qui savent quelque chose que tu ignores...

Le retour discret
Les années ont passé et aujourd’hui, l’air de rien, Luc m’annonce :
– Ca y est ! « La » maison est à vendre !
Ce même sourire qui lui tord la bouche obstrue ainsi la suite de sa réflexion. Mais celle-ci, étant plus forte que lui, s’échappe par son regard et me dit :
– Alors ? Tu vas l’acheter ?
– Rââââ Luc ! Tu le sais comme moi, ma situation financière n’a pas changé, et je...

– Hein ? De quoi parles-tu ?... Je n’ai rien dit, moi... !
Il a cet air détaché qu’ont les coupables qui veulent passer pour innocents en sifflotant un air banal. (Pourquoi je n’arrive pas à avoir des amis normaux, moi !?)

Le détour distrait
Le lendemain matin, comme à mon habitude, je planifie d’aller en forêt, mais ce tordu de chemin n’en fait qu’à sa tête et à cause de lui je suis nez à nez avec le bâtiment en question.
Maintenant ce sont mes pensées qui, à mon insu, brodent tout un tricot de fantasmes :
– Mmmm... c’est vrai que ça serait idéal, mon atelier en bas, ma famille juste au-dessus... Cool...

PAF ! La réalité qui – comme chacun sait – ne nourrit qu’aversion pour la broderie me gifle de sa logique implacable et me sort de mes rêveries :
– Tu n’as pas un rond ! Okay ?!
Le lendemain, rebelote, le chemin, profitant de mon absence (je suis souvent dans la lune), me dépose pile-poil au même endroit (ah c malin !).
– Bon, Seigneur, mettons les choses au clair ; dans ce monde-ci, ça ne marche pas comme ça, il faut de l’argent pour acquérir un bâtiment... tu comprends ?
Je devine alors qu’Il a le même sourire de connivence que Luc... (ces deux-là me cachent quelque chose...)

Je ne me fais pas d’illusion ; Luc, le chemin, Jésus vont user de complicité pour que chaque jour, moi (et mon justicier distributeur de baffes « réalité ») nous nous retrouvions sur ce même point de départ. Alors affrontons le problème...

Le banquier
Comment kon fait pour acheter une maison ?
(beuh... ? Instinctivement, je glisse en direction de la banque...) Les médias locaux parlent souvent de moi, si bien que le banquier me reconnaît tout de suite. Au ton de sa voix j’ai l’impression qu’il est convaincu que j’ai dû venir en limousine et que mon chauffeur m’attend dehors ; je lui lance :
– Bonjour, j’aimerais acheter une maison ; vous me prêteriez l’argent ?
Il me tend une feuille avec entrain :
– Mais certainement, Monsieur Auderset ! Veuillez indiquer votre salaire mensuel sur ce document (simple formalité).
– Mon salaire mensuel ? Beuh... ça dépend des mois (la vie d’artiste quoi) ah là là là là ! J’y comprends rien en comptabilité, moi...
Heureusement, j’ai un pote sorcier qui m’aide à remplir la feuille (bah... sorcier, comptable ; c du pareil au même !).

Le vrai banquier
Les chiffres que découvre le banquier ont effacé son sourire bienveillant jusque-là en tous points semblable à celui de la publicité de l’entreprise.
– Heu... ça ne va pas être possible  ! Pour qu’on vous prête de l’argent, il faut que vous en ayez déjà.
Purée ! Je n’y comprends rien à leur logique à cette clique ! Leur cravate trop serrée doit empêcher le sang de monter au cerveau... (?!)

Penaud, face à la maison, j’explique à Dieu deux-trois trucs qu’il n’a pas dû bien comprendre sur le fonctionnement de l’administration de notre bas monde avant de m’en éloigner avec lui dans la forêt.
Quelques jours plus tard, je reçois l’étrange visite d’un couple âgé qui m’explique qu’ils avaient en projet d’investir dans la Bourse (un truc d’adulte), mais qu’après avoir réfléchi, ils ont trouvé plus judicieux d’investir dans le Royaume de Dieu. Il se trouve que le hasard d’une discussion avec l’un de mes amis les a conduits vers moi... Bref, ils m’ont prêté CHF 100000.- (soit quelques 125 000 euros) en me disant :
– Tu as 40 ans pour nous les rendre.

Je retourne à la banque mais cette fois je ne passe pas par le guichet, je vais directement frapper à la porte du directeur (finalement, quand je prie c’est aussi ce que je fais, je m’adresse directement à Dieu et pas à un intermédiaire  !).
Et il me dit oui pour me prêter le reste.

J’habite aujourd’hui cette maison avec ma petite famille. De la créativité et de la bonne humeur en débordent de partout. En creusant dans la cave, j’ai découvert un panneau « église évangélique ». Ceux qui posèrent les premières pierres de ce bâtiment (dans les année 1800) avaient le projet d’en faire une église, un lieu de culte et de chaleur humaine. Tous les propriétaires qu’il y a eu depuis sa fondation ont chaque fois été des serviteurs de Dieu...
J’ai conservé l’intérieur tel quel, transformant la chaire (le truc à prêcher) en table à dessin et les grandes fenêtres en arrosoir de lumière. Les plantes exotiques tout comme les dessins ont envahi tous les murs.

Loué soit le Roi des rois, le Banquier des banquiers; ses sentiers sont étonnants pour ses serviteurs les plus simples qui se laissent diriger par lui, Il a compassion d’eux et les bénit en son temps.
Dans ces mêmes temps (rien à voir, mais bon...) :

Willy Grunch (mon personnage de BD) gagne le premier prix de la BD chrétienne d'Angoulême!!!
Un prophète (qui passe par là) m'annonce
- Va, je t'enverrai au loin vers les nations... Et Boum ! Les jours qui suivent je suis invité pour la première fois à parler en Espagne et aux États-Unis !

Alain Auderset

Extrait du livre ''Rendez-vous dans la forêt"

www.auderset.com/store[:en]
The house


The messenger
“One day this house will be yours!”
These are the words of Luc, my pastor friend, as he points out the strange building in front of me.
“Come on, Luc… think about it! I am far too poor to buy it! With my family, we are living below subsistence level, quite honestly, how can you dream up something like that?”
He doesn’t say anything but has this annoying little smile which people have who know something that you don’t know…

The discreet return
The years have gone by and today, acting as if nothing was up, Luc announces to me:
“There you are! ‘The’ house is for sale!”
That same smile that twists his mouth prevents him from continuing his remarks. But, as they can’t stop themselves, they escape through his eyes and say to me: “Well then? Are you going to buy it?”
“Grrroooaaan, Luc! You know as well as I do, my financial situation hasn’t changed, and I…

“Eh? What are you talking about?… I didn’t say anything…”
He has this look of indifference that the guilty have when they want to pass themselves off as innocent by whistling a banal tune.

(Why is it that I don’t manage to have any normal friends!?)

The absent-minded detour
The following morning, as is my habit, I plan to go into the forest, but this twisty path has a mind of its own and because of it I find myself face to face with the building in question.
Now it is my thoughts which, unbeknown to me, are embroidering a whole web of fantasies:
“Hmmm…it is true that it would be ideal, my workshop downstairs, my family right above… cool…”

SLAM! Reality, which – as everyone knows – nurtures only aversion for embroidery, slaps me with its implacable logic and brings me out of my daydreams:
‘You’re broke! OK?!”
The following day, same again, the path, taking advantage of my inattention (I often have my head in the clouds), deposits me right at the same spot (oh, very clever!)
“OK, Lord, let’s get things straight; in this world, things don’t work like that, you need money to get a building… do you understand?”
I sense then that He has the same smile of connivance as Luc… (those two are hiding something from me…)

I am not deluding myself; Luc, the path, Jesus are going to use their complicity so that every day I (and my vigilante/distributor of slaps, ‘reality’) come back to the same starting point. So let’s look at the problem head-on…

The banker
How do you go about buying a house?
(Er…? Instinctively I slide in the direction of the bank…) The local media often talk about me, so much so that the banker recognises me straightaway. From the tone of his voice I have the impression that he is convinced that I must have come by limousine and that my chauffeur is waiting for me outside; I blurt out to him:
“Morning! I would like to buy a house; would you lend me the money?”
He enthusiastically hands me a form:
“Of course, Mr. Auderset! Kindly note down your monthly salary on this document (a simple formality).”
“My monthly salary? Er… it depends on the months (the life of an artist, you know…) my oh my. I don’t understand anything about accounts…
Fortunately I have a wizard friend who helps me fill in the form (well… wizard, accountant; they are one and the same thing!).

The true banker
The figures which the banker discovers have wiped off his welcoming smile, which up till then had resembled in every respect the one that appears in the company’s advertising.
“Er… Terribly sorry, Sir, I’m afraid it won’t be possible! For us to lend you money, you have to already have some yourself.”
Blimey! I do not understand at all the logic of this bunch of cronies! Their ties must be tied so tightly that they prevent the blood from getting to the brain… (?!)

Sheepish, facing the house, I explain to God two or three things that he must not have understood properly about the workings of administration in our lowly world, before moving away from it into the forest with him.
A few days later, I receive a strange visit from an elderly couple who explain to me that they had been planning to invest in the stock market (a grown-up thing), but that, after thinking it over, they had felt it would be wiser to invest in the Kingdom of God. It just so happens that a chance conversation with one of my friends led them to me… In short, they have lent me 100,000 Swiss Francs

(approx. 125,000 Euros), telling me:
“You have 40 years to pay it back.”
I go back to the bank but this time I don’t go to the counter first, I go straight to knock on the manager’s door (after all, when I pray that’s what I do too, I speak to God directly and not via an intermediary!).
And he agrees to lend me the remainder.

Nowadays I live in this house with my little family. Creativity and lots of fun overflow from every part of it. Digging in the cellar, I discovered a notice ‘evangelical church’. The people who laid the first stones of this building (in the 1800s) planned to make it into a church, a place of worship and human warmth. All the owners that there have been, since its foundation, have each time been servants of God…
I have kept the interior as it was, transforming the pulpit (the thing for preaching) into a drawing table and the large windows into a sprinkler of light. The exotic plants, just like the drawings, have taken over all the walls.

Praise be to the King of kings, the Banker of bankers, his paths are amazing for his most simple servants who allow themselves to be led by Him. He has compassion on them and blesses them in his time.
In the same time (no connection, but anyway…):

Willy Grunch (my comic book character) wins first prize for Christian comic books at Angoulême !!!
A prophet (who is passing through) tells me:  “Go, I will send you far away to the nations…”  And Boom! In the days that follow,
I am invited for the first time to speak in Spain and in the USA!

Alain Auderset[:]"
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