{"id":675,"date":"2007-02-23T13:15:15","date_gmt":"2007-02-23T13:15:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tikopia.wordpress.com\/2007\/02\/23\/cri-du-declic\/"},"modified":"2007-02-23T13:15:15","modified_gmt":"2007-02-23T13:15:15","slug":"cri-du-declic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2007\/02\/cri-du-declic\/","title":{"rendered":"cri du d\u00e9clic"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>dentelle de glace<br \/>\nrythme craquant des espoirs<br \/>\nmonde monochrome<br \/>\nsourde fissure<br \/>\ngoutte apr\u00e8s goutte<br \/>\nla folie fond et refuse<br \/>\nla pulpe givr\u00e9 pr\u00e9vient<br \/>\nl&rsquo;horizon s&rsquo;arr\u00eate au blanc<br \/>\nrites immobiles<br \/>\nn\u00e9gation des contrastes<br \/>\nblanc qui crie<br \/>\nd\u00e9clic qui oublie<br \/>\nle crime, simple m entre le cri et e<\/p>\n<p>d&rsquo;apr\u00e8s le photoblog <a href=\"http:\/\/robo.aminus3.com\/\" title=\"Photoblog take by fake\" target=\"_blank\">take by fake<\/a>, inspir\u00e9 de l&rsquo;image <a href=\"http:\/\/robo.aminus3.com\/image\/2007-02-18.html\" title=\"Photo ice world macro\" target=\"_blank\">ice world macro<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>dentelle de glace rythme craquant des espoirs monde monochrome sourde fissure goutte apr\u00e8s goutte la folie fond et refuse la pulpe givr\u00e9 pr\u00e9vient l&rsquo;horizon s&rsquo;arr\u00eate au blanc rites immobiles n\u00e9gation des contrastes blanc qui crie d\u00e9clic qui oublie le crime, simple m entre le cri et e d&rsquo;apr\u00e8s le photoblog take by fake, inspir\u00e9 de &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2007\/02\/cri-du-declic\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> de &laquo;&nbsp;cri du d\u00e9clic&nbsp;&raquo;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[19,21,22,23,24,26],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5H0vD-aT","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":704,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2007\/06\/lenigme-du-declic\/","url_meta":{"origin":675,"position":0},"title":"l&rsquo;\u00e9nigme du declic","date":"12 juin 2007","format":false,"excerpt":"Comprendre les mouvements de lumi\u00e8re, jour apr\u00e8s jour descendent et disparaissent de mon horizon, halo beaux et terribles, jour apr\u00e8s jour descendent et dansent dans mon horizon, silences flottant et craquant le b\u00e9ton, descendent et menacent mon horizon, se d\u00e9gager de la fascination des formes changeantes, tristes, joyeuses, indiff\u00e9rentes, criantes,\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans &quot;photos&quot;","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":954,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2010\/02\/reveries-encore\/","url_meta":{"origin":675,"position":1},"title":"R\u00eaveries, encore&#8230;","date":"14 f\u00e9vrier 2010","format":false,"excerpt":"Entre deux r\u00eaveries, je m'enfuis vers des souvenirs qui effraient par leurs impr\u00e9cisions, ces photos qui \u00e9voquent des instants incertains, plus fugace qu'une goutte d'eau, de visages connus mais aussi distants que ces meubles qui m'entourent, un sourire, une silhouette, un sentier comme autant d'\u00e9tranges suspensions dans mon cerveau, des\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans &quot;photos&quot;","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":696,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2007\/04\/delavee\/","url_meta":{"origin":675,"position":2},"title":"d\u00e9lav\u00e9e","date":"16 avril 2007","format":false,"excerpt":"le temps affadi est cette couleur enclose qui rouille, cl\u00f4ture de l'horizon qui fond en poussi\u00e8re, lavage apr\u00e8s lavage nos espoirs se d\u00e9capent, certains rires s'incarnent de bois, d'autres bouts de vie ne sont plus que des touches \u00e0 peine color\u00e9es, nos peines sont profond\u00e9ment incrust\u00e9es dans la mati\u00e8re, \u00e9chardes\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans &quot;photos&quot;","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":712,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2007\/08\/espoirs-dessines\/","url_meta":{"origin":675,"position":3},"title":"Espoirs dessin\u00e9s","date":"6 ao\u00fbt 2007","format":false,"excerpt":"D'un clignement d'oeil, elle s'est retourn\u00e9e la fragrance de son corps \u00e9carte la palissade je cherche les traits qui pourraient la retenir la ligne qui briserait sa fuite donner un contour \u00e0 mes sentiments je ne sais pas dessiner mes espoirs il n'y a que le silence de sa beaut\u00e9\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans &quot;photos&quot;","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":871,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2009\/04\/histoire-urbaine\/","url_meta":{"origin":675,"position":4},"title":"Histoire urbaine","date":"10 avril 2009","format":false,"excerpt":"Je ne veux pas disparaitre comme ces silhouettes qui passent (et tr\u00e9passent?) devant mes yeux. Je marche, j'attends et je cherche une expression, un visage, un corps qui d\u00e9sire de la couleur. L'exub\u00e9rance architecturale me fait plus vibrer que le pas press\u00e9 des passants. Je photographie discr\u00e8tement \u00e0 la vol\u00e9e\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans &quot;micro-fictions&quot;","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":618,"url":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2006\/05\/menace-du-silence\/","url_meta":{"origin":675,"position":5},"title":"Menace du silence","date":"18 mai 2006","format":false,"excerpt":"j'ai peur du silence des formes, je crois que les meubles ou les objets vont m'an\u00e9antir, j'\u00e9vite les miroirs qui absorbent les reflets, je panique en face des lignes d'ombres aff\u00fbt\u00e9es comme des couteaux invisibles, je fuis la lumi\u00e8re qui assassine les r\u00eaves, j'\u00e9vite de prononcer le moindre son qui\u2026","rel":"","context":"Dans &quot;photos&quot;","img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]}],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/675"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=675"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/675\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=675"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=675"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=675"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}