<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:08:00.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valdemarte</title><subtitle type='html'>desenhar
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Casualmente já havia percebido a formação de imagens no teto a partir da luz que passa entre a fresta de duas cortinas. Mas a imagem fica mais nítida quando controlamos a entrada da luz, vedando totalmente a janela e&amp;nbsp;deixando apenas um pequeno&amp;nbsp;buraco para&amp;nbsp;que a&amp;nbsp;luz&amp;nbsp;externa possa projetar-se no ambiente interno.&amp;nbsp;Os raios de luz, ao passarem pela pequena abertura, formam uma&amp;nbsp;imagem invertida em ambos os sentidos: vertical e horizontal. Isto acontece porque os raios de luz não mudam de direção ao passarem pela abertura. A imagem que se forma espalha-se por todo o quarto, do chão ao teto. No improviso, obtive essas&amp;nbsp;fotos com minha limitada câmera digital. Vale a pena realizar a experiência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/StCvtjIv60I/AAAAAAAAAOE/pl2drQXgLRg/s1600-h/IMG_3421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/StCvtjIv60I/AAAAAAAAAOE/pl2drQXgLRg/s320/IMG_3421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-1518775952886142096?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1518775952886142096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=1518775952886142096' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/1518775952886142096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/1518775952886142096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/camera-escura.html' title='Câmera escura'/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/StCruTWVd_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/KRx7tYQCQRE/s72-c/IMG_3423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-3538897627499140981</id><published>2009-09-20T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T04:29:18.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SraQn9XwiWI/AAAAAAAAANs/CTM2kIRr5X0/s1600-h/MOto+Intruder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383649420731517282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SraQn9XwiWI/AAAAAAAAANs/CTM2kIRr5X0/s320/MOto+Intruder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isto não é uma moto! É um desenho feito da lembrança que tenho da minha moto. Mesmo que o tivesse realizado por observação, ainda não seria uma moto. &lt;span class=""&gt;Este é um pretexto para falar do quadro de René Magritte, "Isto não é um cachimbo". A pintura de um cachimbo não representa um cachimbo, mas emite um signo da matéria pintura. Toda matéria está cheia de signos, mas não codificados. O signo está sempre aberto. Está entre a afecção da matéria extensa e a imagem virtual que o decifra. Remete ao signo de um objeto que foi esculpido a partir de uma peça de madeira, sendo que a imagem da madeira só é possível depois do corte da árvore. A matéria vincula-se à memória, à lembrança do que foi percebido. Sem imagem não se apreende a matéria. É por meio de imagens que se toma conhecimento do mundo material. A imagem virtual incide sobre a matéria, mas não lhe restringe as possibilidades de criar significados. Nessa perspectiva, a imagem é algo que se reconhece no mundo real e está vinculada à memória, à lembrança que se tem de algo, como atualização da matéria no plano do pensamento, independentemente de sua presença real. A partir da perspectiva de Bergson, não existe matéria sem imagem. Não só isso, imagens criam matéria. A matéria é tudo o que existe em extensão. Imagem não é uma representação, mas é o que se forma entre a lembrança virtual do passado e a percepção atual. Está entre a matéria e a representação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-3538897627499140981?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3538897627499140981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=3538897627499140981' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/3538897627499140981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/3538897627499140981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/isto-nao-e-uma-moto-e-um-desenho-feito.html' title=''/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SraQn9XwiWI/AAAAAAAAANs/CTM2kIRr5X0/s72-c/MOto+Intruder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-5325618239335087686</id><published>2009-07-12T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:51:46.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotografia Pinhole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sln3Li69lSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gy6yn_OxYow/s1600-h/%C3%B4nibus+post.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357585009458648354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sln3Li69lSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gy6yn_OxYow/s320/%C3%B4nibus+post.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Pinhole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ou foto na lata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Uma lata feito câmera escura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Um meio para congelar uma imagem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;registrando no papel fotográfico a luz que passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;através de um orifício feito com agulha no papel alumínio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;fixado na lata, como um curativo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;A cada foto, uma surpresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Deixar-se surprender, testar e tentar quantas vezes forem necessárias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Exprerimentação pura. Tornar uma imagem possível, ainda que tomando chuva, quase no escuro. Fazer do movimento das coisas que passam um fantasma, uma fantasia. Fotografar às cegas e revelar a imaginação. Quem participa da oficina até o fim é surpreendido com os resultados, quase todos imprevistos, mas incessantemente buscados. Fotografia pinhole é assim tão simples e complicado. A cada edição, uma nova experiência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-5325618239335087686?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5325618239335087686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=5325618239335087686' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/5325618239335087686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/5325618239335087686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/07/fotografia-pinhole.html' title='Fotografia Pinhole'/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sln3Li69lSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gy6yn_OxYow/s72-c/%C3%B4nibus+post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-1496666358066991033</id><published>2009-06-13T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:52:53.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SjQdlzQNKTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/h20G3jA6aKA/s1600-h/Pop+art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346931192846166322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SjQdlzQNKTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/h20G3jA6aKA/s320/Pop+art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Pop art &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;da propaganda na rua para a propaganda no salão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;destituição dos mistérios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;celebridades não existem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;artistas não são imagens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;indiocracia, é inútil evitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-1496666358066991033?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1496666358066991033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=1496666358066991033' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/1496666358066991033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/1496666358066991033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/06/pop-art-da-propaganda-na-rua-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SjQdlzQNKTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/h20G3jA6aKA/s72-c/Pop+art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-142658818952710935</id><published>2009-06-13T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:54:29.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frágil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SjQc7zqrU5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/RbA8bqbHeRo/s1600-h/cuidado+fr%C3%A1gil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346930471402689426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SjQc7zqrU5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/RbA8bqbHeRo/s320/cuidado+fr%C3%A1gil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Frágil como o papel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;potente como a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;A arte é a boa saúde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Quem desenha ou escreve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;é um médico e não um doente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Trata-se de curar-se a si mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;e redesenhar o mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-142658818952710935?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/142658818952710935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=142658818952710935' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/142658818952710935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/142658818952710935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/06/fragil.html' title='Frágil'/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SjQc7zqrU5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/RbA8bqbHeRo/s72-c/cuidado+fr%C3%A1gil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-4783374027795252980</id><published>2009-05-10T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:36:56.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SgeF5GE5YlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PP5iKoqunqk/s1600-h/vaso+e+chave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334379499573830226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SgeF5GE5YlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PP5iKoqunqk/s320/vaso+e+chave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Como surge um texto? Não raras vezes, começa-se esvaziando gavetas. Sim, dessas de escrivaninha, ou atualmente das pastas esquecidas no &lt;em&gt;hard disk&lt;/em&gt;. Escrever também é um ato de revisitar o que foi esquecido, mas que um dia exprimiu afectos. A escrita cria um corpo, ao mesmo tempo em que é incorpórea. Ela é um devir, não um estar aí. Se potente, é capaz de suscitar anjos e demônios. Assim são as palavras. As palavras e as ideias são lentes que possibilitam ver, mas também podem cegar. Ao ter a ideia de teia ou rede, vê-se a vida como rede ou como teia. Ao ver a vida de forma banal, vê-se e sente-se as coisas desse modo. Escrever, portanto, é jogar com as palavras e com o pensamento. Antes das palavras, no entanto, está a própria vida. O movimento que se faz, o que se diz, o que se escolhe faz o ser e não o contrário. Através das palavras, pensa-se o pensar e sente-se o que se sente. Escrever é dobrar-se sobre as palavras e fazer delas uma aventura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-4783374027795252980?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4783374027795252980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=4783374027795252980' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/4783374027795252980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/4783374027795252980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/05/como-surge-um-texto-nao-raras-vezes.html' title=''/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SgeF5GE5YlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PP5iKoqunqk/s72-c/vaso+e+chave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-6049191290200719134</id><published>2009-05-03T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:09:50.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Como fugir da falsa admoestação de si mesmo? A vida não precisa ser negada para ser afirmada. Se alguém aspira a alguma verdade, não vai encontrá-la em uma pessoa nem em si e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nem&lt;/span&gt; em coisa alguma. A verdade não é algo que se possa possuir ou reter. Se é que alguma verdade possa ser dita em alguma circunstância aceitável, ela sucede ao sentido, jamais o contrário. Viver o sentido que se vive não tem nada a ver com o verdadeiro e o falso, mas apenas com a vontade de uma vida. Nada de sacrifícios e nem catarses, apenas celebração e afirmação da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-6049191290200719134?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6049191290200719134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=6049191290200719134' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/6049191290200719134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/6049191290200719134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/05/como-fugir-da-falsa-admoestacao-de-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-3522236574642358123</id><published>2009-05-02T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:55:13.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sfz9-LbR_vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zOqWefJYGqA/s1600-h/sombra.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331415303560756978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sfz9-LbR_vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zOqWefJYGqA/s320/sombra.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sobre as linhas duras e bem delineadas da vida, não existe um corpo que possa ser esperado. Quanto mais se avança, mais se perde e não há em quem se possa lançar a culpa. O corpo trilha um caminho que não tem volta. No dizer de Fitzgerald, nunca mais seremos aquilo que já fomos um dia. É somente na ruptura com as segmentariedades duras do “eu” que um novo corpo pode se in-corporar. Ao perder-se na cartografia, ao traçar rotas em fuga, descobre-se que o “eu” que esperava já estava morto. No fim, nem vitória, nem derrota, nem produção de semelhanças à vida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-3522236574642358123?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3522236574642358123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=3522236574642358123' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/3522236574642358123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/3522236574642358123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/05/parecer.html' title='Parecer'/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sfz9-LbR_vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zOqWefJYGqA/s72-c/sombra.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-8184586568085543457</id><published>2009-04-23T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:22:18.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SfB4tRe6HeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/78waRTTtQm4/s1600-h/cabide+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327891078361783778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SfB4tRe6HeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/78waRTTtQm4/s320/cabide+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cabides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;objeto feito arte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arte-objeto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xilogravura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;objeto gravado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gravação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;impressões&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;repetição&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diferença&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-8184586568085543457?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8184586568085543457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=8184586568085543457' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/8184586568085543457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/8184586568085543457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/04/cabides-objeto-feito-arte-arte-objeto.html' title=''/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/SfB4tRe6HeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/78waRTTtQm4/s72-c/cabide+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-3926650958606467950</id><published>2009-04-21T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:56:18.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desenhar sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Desenhar sempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Se3kz9MXyaI/AAAAAAAAADk/96n6thkKPWE/s1600-h/Kombi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327165515500079522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Se3kz9MXyaI/AAAAAAAAADk/96n6thkKPWE/s320/Kombi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em tantos lugares e superfícies quanto possíveis,&lt;br /&gt;traçar gestos,&lt;br /&gt;perseguir rabiscos,&lt;br /&gt;formar figuras,&lt;br /&gt;incorporar uma mania,&lt;br /&gt;criar fluxos,&lt;br /&gt;compor sensações,&lt;br /&gt;nada representar,&lt;br /&gt;nada comunicar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Se3k9LTGO6I/AAAAAAAAADs/2nWo5tWSOHs/s1600-h/livro+com+cachimbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327165673905208226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Se3k9LTGO6I/AAAAAAAAADs/2nWo5tWSOHs/s320/livro+com+cachimbo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apenas liberar corpos,&lt;br /&gt;brincar com imagens pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;expressar emoções,&lt;br /&gt;apresentar paisagens,&lt;br /&gt;agenciar desejos,&lt;br /&gt;fazer arte,&lt;br /&gt;viver com a arte,&lt;br /&gt;aprender uma arte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Se3lReevuRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nOo7ZdHPoc0/s1600-h/Globo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327166022651722002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Se3lReevuRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nOo7ZdHPoc0/s320/Globo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-3926650958606467950?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3926650958606467950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=3926650958606467950' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/3926650958606467950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/3926650958606467950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/04/desenhar-sempre.html' title='Desenhar sempre'/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Se3kz9MXyaI/AAAAAAAAADk/96n6thkKPWE/s72-c/Kombi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-6518430181835214865</id><published>2009-04-09T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:00:14.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stencil Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sd59FULZpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UOlB4HZs3hw/s1600-h/stenciel+picasso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322829339867850466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sd59FULZpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UOlB4HZs3hw/s320/stenciel+picasso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A arte do estêncil (stencil art) é uma técnica usada para imprimir imagens sobre inúmeras superfícies, das paredes aos tecidos. O estêncil é um desenho ou uma ilustração que usa diferentes representações: número, letra, símbolo tipográfico ou outras formas ou imagens figurativas ou abstratas, que possam ser formadas por corte ou perfuração em papel cartão, plásticos, raios-X ou outros materiais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A prática do estêncil no ensino da arte tem como propósito discutir a ilustração dentro e fora das escolas e buscar conexões, articulações, sobreposições, intensidades, forças e afetos presentes na &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sd59FmGRKeI/AAAAAAAAADE/6Ip8tKALcIA/s1600-h/Stencil+ART.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322829344678160866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sd59FmGRKeI/AAAAAAAAADE/6Ip8tKALcIA/s320/Stencil+ART.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heterogeneidade das composições urbanas. Interessa ver os movimentos dos bandos e as suas experimentações, fugindo da tentativa de estabelecer classificações e emitir juízos de valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-6518430181835214865?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6518430181835214865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=6518430181835214865' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/6518430181835214865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/6518430181835214865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2009/04/stencil-art.html' title='Stencil Art'/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Sd59FULZpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UOlB4HZs3hw/s72-c/stenciel+picasso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684039947748367734.post-4600133182946701693</id><published>2007-07-13T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:52:03.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistagens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Rpe5_-WjyQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cLPebfeMCt4/s1600-h/Movimento.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086738812858779906" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Rpe5_-WjyQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cLPebfeMCt4/s320/Movimento.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;arte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;artis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;artista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;artistage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;artistagens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;espaço para arte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;espaço para educação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;espaço para ensino da arte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: 130%;"&gt;espaço para a interdisciplinariedade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684039947748367734-4600133182946701693?l=valdemarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4600133182946701693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684039947748367734&amp;postID=4600133182946701693' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/4600133182946701693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684039947748367734/posts/default/4600133182946701693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valdemarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/artistagens.html' title='Artistagens'/><author><name>Valdemarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771276726240789102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HyV40e-ML2U/Rpe5_-WjyQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cLPebfeMCt4/s72-c/Movimento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
