{"id":199,"date":"2008-01-11T02:55:22","date_gmt":"2008-01-11T02:55:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rataki.eu\/blog\/?p=199"},"modified":"2013-04-01T18:21:21","modified_gmt":"2013-04-01T18:21:21","slug":"madeleine-de-proust-1-sight-walk-on-the-water","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/?p=199","title":{"rendered":"Madeleine de Proust #1 &#8211; sight &#8212; Walk on the Water"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href =\"http:\/\/rataki.eu\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/01\/20080111-20080109-bastille-paris10-03977_2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"600\" height=\"600\" src=\"http:\/\/rataki.eu\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/01\/20080111-20080109-bastille-paris10-03977_2.jpg\" class=\"attachment-full\" alt=\"Madeleine de Proust #1 - sight -- Walk on the Water\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Madeleine de Proust #1 &#8211; sight. Reflects in the puddle. Is there life in this reflect? Is this a snapshot of what we are? When I was a kid, I used to think that every little me reflected everywhere had his own life, toys and friends in some other place. I sometimes wonder what they&#8217;ve became. Are they asking the same question?<\/p>\n<p>*** edit ***<br \/>\nforgot to tell what&#8217;s behind the photo&#8230; <a href=\"http:\/\/nimwendil.net\/index.php?post\/2007\/12\/03\/Madeleine\">Nimwendil<\/a> was hit something like a couple of month ago (which is, to his scale, rather recently \ud83d\ude09 ) by this kind of chain in which you&#8217;re asked to tell x things about you\/opinion\/views&#8230; This time is the five sense&#8217;s Madeleine de Proust. For those who are not familiar with French culture or don&#8217;t know who Proust was, in his novel <i>Remembrance of Things Past<\/i>(<i>\u00c0 la recherche du temps perdu<\/i> in French), he eats a Madeleine, a small cake which brings him back to childhood.<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u201cShe sent out for one of those short, plump little cakes called petites madeleines, which look as though they had been moulded in the fluted scallop of a pilgrim&#8217;s shell. And soon, mechanically, weary after a dull day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake. No sooner had the warm liquid, and the crumbs with it, touched my palate than a shudder ran through my whole body, and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary changes that were taking place\u2026at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory\u2026\u201d<br \/>\n    \u2014 <i>Remembrance of Things Past, Volume 1: Swann&#8217;s Way<\/i><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>The point is now for me to find 5 pictures that explains what makes me live my childhood again. This is the first out of 5. There should be one picture every week. Meanwhile, I&#8217;d like to see <a href=\"http:\/\/a-tension.eu\">Goon<\/a>&#8216;s and <a href=\"http:\/\/roccoco.free.fr\">Roccoco<\/a>&#8216;s \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":200,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"image","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,39],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-199","post","type-post","status-publish","format-image","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-paris","category-street","post_format-post-format-image"],"share_on_mastodon":{"url":"","error":""},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/199","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=199"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/199\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":201,"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/199\/revisions\/201"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/200"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=199"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=199"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierre.bodilis.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=199"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}