{"id":39,"date":"2006-11-16T00:00:00","date_gmt":"1999-11-29T23:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ipazie.over-blog.com\/article-4569467-6.html"},"modified":"2006-11-16T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"1999-11-29T23:00:00","slug":"lesyeuxduloup","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/2006\/11\/lesyeuxduloup\/","title":{"rendered":"Les yeux du loup"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"99\" height=\"64\" src=\"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/jordan-wolfson-dinosaur.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"GcheTexte\"\/><br \/>\nNos &eacute;crans en frissonnent, dans la nuit noire quand l&rsquo;activit&eacute; somnole et silencieusement persiste, les choses qui s&rsquo;&eacute;crivent malgr&eacute; nous sur cette image en mouvement, un t&eacute;moin nous en donne trace comme trace et cheminement sur le clavier touche apr&egrave;s touche, le sommeil des machines, leur &eacute;nergie programm&eacute;e et continue, leur vie sans nous. D&eacute;l&eacute;gu&eacute; aux objets, le processus s&rsquo;aime. Grand calme dans notre absence, bourdonnement des min&eacute;raux, des m&eacute;taux, de nos espaces d&eacute;nud&eacute;s, &eacute;vidence du mouvement continu et sans fin, duret&eacute; et fragilit&eacute;, &eacute;quilibre de la vitesse juste. Sans parole, ce qui a &eacute;t&eacute; choisi pour ne pas &ecirc;tre interrompu ; rien ne se pr&eacute;pare, rien ne se trame, ce qui fait se mouvoir l&rsquo;image, ce qui fait l&rsquo;image.<\/p>\n<p><span>&quot;Dinosaur&quot;, vid&eacute;o, et &quot;Star Field (month 26)&quot; film 16 mm, de <a href=\"http:\/\/www.jordanwolfson.org\/\">Jordan Wolfson<\/a>, exposition <\/span><span>72 to 83 percent of chance<\/span><span> &agrave; la galerie <a href=\"http:\/\/www.galeriefrankelbaz.com\/\">Frank Elbaz<\/a>, jusqu&rsquo;au 25 novembre.<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"clear center\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Nos &eacute;crans en frissonnent, dans la nuit noire quand l&rsquo;activit&eacute; somnole et silencieusement persiste, les choses qui s&rsquo;&eacute;crivent malgr&eacute; nous sur cette image en mouvement, un t&eacute;moin nous en donne trace comme trace et cheminement sur le clavier touche apr&egrave;s touche, le sommeil des machines, leur &eacute;nergie programm&eacute;e et continue, leur vie sans nous. D&eacute;l&eacute;gu&eacute; [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"close","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-39","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-amarres"],"featured_image_src":null,"featured_image_src_square":null,"author_info":{"display_name":"Florence Girardeau","author_link":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/author\/admin\/"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=39"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=39"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=39"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.florencegirardeau.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=39"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}