{"id":370,"date":"2024-04-20T14:41:28","date_gmt":"2024-04-20T14:41:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/demo\/?page_id=370"},"modified":"2024-04-21T14:55:22","modified_gmt":"2024-04-21T14:55:22","slug":"souvenirs-de-la-terre","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/projets\/souvenirs-de-la-terre\/","title":{"rendered":"Souvenirs from the earth"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The earth remembers what has happened on her soil, in its waters, mountains and skies. Once subject of reverence and rituals, the earth has been disrespected in so many different ways.<\/p>\n

This body of work (postcards) explores the memory of the earth, its sacredness and its pain.<\/p>\n

The back of the postcards reads: There was a time when my body contained explosives that maimed people when walking on me. My heart still bleeds for the children. Running, looking for firewood, wandering carefree.<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t

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La terre se souvient de ce qui s’est pass\u00e9 sur son corps, dans ses eaux, ses montagnes et ses cieux. Autrefois objet de r\u00e9v\u00e9rence et de rituels, la terre a \u00e9t\u00e9 bafou\u00e9e de bien des mani\u00e8res. Cet ensemble d’\u0153uvres (cartes postale) aborde la m\u00e9moire de la terre, son caract\u00e8re sacr\u00e9 et sa douleur. Au verso […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":27,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-370","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/370","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=370"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/370\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":538,"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/370\/revisions\/538"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/27"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/manarouholamini.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=370"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}