{"id":609,"date":"2025-04-23T09:06:29","date_gmt":"2025-04-23T07:06:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/?p=609"},"modified":"2025-04-23T09:06:29","modified_gmt":"2025-04-23T07:06:29","slug":"au-dela-du-tableau","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeanneorient.com\/?p=609","title":{"rendered":"*Au-del\u00e0 du tableau*"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">On ne remonte pas au jour sans passer par un face \u00e0 face avec soi. On ne r\u00e9apprend pas \u00e0 parler sans accepter de regarder ce qui a \u00e9t\u00e9 \u00e9rafl\u00e9..<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Dans le magnifique roman de C\u00e9line Posson-Girouard (<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/yannick.celine.39?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWRqHk1UGkhSMDmYcgVn73sl8PMjDodH08THjaCHvzi1jVkT0ziFoNgFTwY08XVnJ3xaAAdb5tyT26-wsnW9MPFhZagx-pl612RAoweooy5n9J2E3QR1WCIa_FbQf796CPgDStjyTxDAAdI40XDplUEg1qRwFOwiDU1P2yBgrgT2w&amp;__tn__=-%5DK-R\"><strong>Celine GIrouard<\/strong><\/a>), *Au-del\u00e0 du tableau*, ce qui a \u00e9t\u00e9 \u00e9rafl\u00e9, c\u2019est l\u2019adolescence de Lysia, le personnage principal du r\u00e9cit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Une adolescence en deux temps. Un temps avec le p\u00e8re bien aim\u00e9 qui meurt et un autre avec le nouveau compagnon de la m\u00e8re. Un homme sans foi ni loi et qui poursuit de ses assiduit\u00e9s l\u2019adolescente de quinze ans.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">C\u00e9line Posson-Girouard&nbsp; raconte au plus pr\u00e8s la vie de cette toute jeune fille, ses angoisses, l\u2019avenir si perturb\u00e9 d\u00e9j\u00e0.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Les \u00e9tudes vont la sauver. Lysia prend conscience du formidable pouvoir de la peinture.&nbsp; Du pouvoir de cr\u00e9er.\u2026&nbsp; se \u00ab recr\u00e9er \u00bb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Et puis, sa rencontre avec un peintre.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">L\u2019art, l\u2019amour, les rencontres font c\u00e9der peu \u00e0 peu le silence de Lysia. Tout doucement, elle se r\u00e9inscrit dans le creux du monde.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">*Au-del\u00e0 du tableau* (et non Au-del\u00e0 des murs) est un r\u00e9cit bouleversant. Et la question soudain :&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">&#8211; A quelle distance de ses personnages se trouve l\u2019auteure ?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Nous saurons simplement que le Perche natal et ses paysages&nbsp; ne sont pas bien loin.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Plus qu\u2019un livre, C\u00e9line Posson-Girouard nous offre un magnifique r\u00e9cit sur le silence, les brisures et la r\u00e9demption.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">Et puis, des images ruisselantes de beaut\u00e9, de po\u00e9sie, ainsi :<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">&#8211; Install\u00e9es sur le banc de bois ancien, Estelle et sa fille \u00e9cout\u00e8rent le chant des pinsons ; leur cadence r\u00e9p\u00e9titive, m\u00e9lodieuse les ber\u00e7ait ; au concert des oiseaux, un bouvreuil, perch\u00e9 sur la plus haute branche des seringats, lan\u00e7ait ses trilles en soliste\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size\">C\u00e9line Posson-Girouard, *Au-del\u00e0 du tableau*, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/editionsexaequo?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWRqHk1UGkhSMDmYcgVn73sl8PMjDodH08THjaCHvzi1jVkT0ziFoNgFTwY08XVnJ3xaAAdb5tyT26-wsnW9MPFhZagx-pl612RAoweooy5n9J2E3QR1WCIa_FbQf796CPgDStjyTxDAAdI40XDplUEg1qRwFOwiDU1P2yBgrgT2w&amp;__tn__=-%5DK-R\"><strong>\u00c9ditions Ex \u00c6quo<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On ne remonte pas au jour sans passer par un face \u00e0 face avec soi. On ne r\u00e9apprend pas \u00e0 parler sans accepter de regarder ce qui a \u00e9t\u00e9 \u00e9rafl\u00e9.. 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