<?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-8074150508102301440</id><updated>2012-01-16T13:46:04.764-08:00</updated><category term='engraving'/><title type='text'>BLOG DO FIOTE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2764252480226151555</id><published>2012-01-16T03:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T03:09:53.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALLIUM CEPA FINALIZADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F6ZG8ZOPak/TxQEry5QRoI/AAAAAAAABRA/GLy-9qCNae0/s1600/IMG_2751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F6ZG8ZOPak/TxQEry5QRoI/AAAAAAAABRA/GLy-9qCNae0/s400/IMG_2751.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698184578973320834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Detalhe de &lt;i&gt;Allium cepa&lt;/i&gt; finalizado. Mesmo de pois dos arranhões do gato, a imagem não foi comprometida, apesar das marcas no papel, fora da imagem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvQG1h1Lp40/TxQErm0F57I/AAAAAAAABQ0/gxieBDGZPvI/s1600/IMG_2750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvQG1h1Lp40/TxQErm0F57I/AAAAAAAABQ0/gxieBDGZPvI/s400/IMG_2750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698184575730444210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Allium cepa -&lt;/i&gt; Aquarela em papel Schöellershammer Acquarell, formato 30 x 42 cm - 2012&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/8074150508102301440-2764252480226151555?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2764252480226151555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2764252480226151555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2012/01/allium-cepa-finalizado.html' title='ALLIUM CEPA FINALIZADO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F6ZG8ZOPak/TxQEry5QRoI/AAAAAAAABRA/GLy-9qCNae0/s72-c/IMG_2751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6338702738821740129</id><published>2012-01-16T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T03:14:20.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALLIUM CEPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyGYJfdq5Pc/TxQBn2ka6HI/AAAAAAAABQc/eb1UHrRsmIQ/s1600/IMG_2733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyGYJfdq5Pc/TxQBn2ka6HI/AAAAAAAABQc/eb1UHrRsmIQ/s400/IMG_2733.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698181212705319026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Detalhe de &lt;i&gt;Allium cepa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JOYGgqbAV8Q/TxQBnjThCVI/AAAAAAAABQM/NqjZY8MjyGI/s1600/IMG_2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JOYGgqbAV8Q/TxQBnjThCVI/AAAAAAAABQM/NqjZY8MjyGI/s400/IMG_2735.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698181207534143826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Allium cepa&lt;/i&gt; em andamento. Nessa fase o gato afiou as garras na parte de baixo do papel, com alguns arranhões na parte inferior da imagem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KmzB70CDZEA/TxQBnduKnzI/AAAAAAAABQE/D-_2uwb0TZo/s1600/IMG_2741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KmzB70CDZEA/TxQBnduKnzI/AAAAAAAABQE/D-_2uwb0TZo/s400/IMG_2741.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698181206035308338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&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/8074150508102301440-6338702738821740129?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6338702738821740129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6338702738821740129' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6338702738821740129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6338702738821740129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2012/01/allium-cepa.html' title='ALLIUM CEPA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyGYJfdq5Pc/TxQBn2ka6HI/AAAAAAAABQc/eb1UHrRsmIQ/s72-c/IMG_2733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4674500351412764237</id><published>2011-12-16T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:35:47.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JULIA RUFFLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCtCJHBkQYg/TutixVTav7I/AAAAAAAABP8/shLu5KJPBnE/s1600/383715_169011099862080_100002595748074_285164_572344945_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCtCJHBkQYg/TutixVTav7I/AAAAAAAABP8/shLu5KJPBnE/s400/383715_169011099862080_100002595748074_285164_572344945_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686747554157084594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquarela "Leopardo da Neve".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9HvetPDrtI/TutixNI7tfI/AAAAAAAABPs/WCfbUEJfC_I/s1600/281689_122768651152992_100002595748074_139985_5388001_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9HvetPDrtI/TutixNI7tfI/AAAAAAAABPs/WCfbUEJfC_I/s400/281689_122768651152992_100002595748074_139985_5388001_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686747551965623794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grafite sobre papel, "Tigre Siberiano".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais trabalhos de Julia Ruffles podem ser visto na sua página: &lt;a href="http://www.juliaruffles.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.juliaruffles.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-4674500351412764237?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4674500351412764237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4674500351412764237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/12/julia-ruffles.html' title='JULIA RUFFLES'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCtCJHBkQYg/TutixVTav7I/AAAAAAAABP8/shLu5KJPBnE/s72-c/383715_169011099862080_100002595748074_285164_572344945_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8907228879060829030</id><published>2011-12-16T02:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T03:02:01.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANIMAL ART ADVENTURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-52U4vr6BYHE/TusjgUkzJXI/AAAAAAAABPg/PoLuqel9bIw/s1600/Contemplation.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-52U4vr6BYHE/TusjgUkzJXI/AAAAAAAABPg/PoLuqel9bIw/s400/Contemplation.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686677992671225202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Contemplation". Grafite sobre papel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kIgfxvAnsw/TusjgMnzRmI/AAAAAAAABPY/1VQS0cXCmQg/s1600/Daydreamer.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kIgfxvAnsw/TusjgMnzRmI/AAAAAAAABPY/1VQS0cXCmQg/s400/Daydreamer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686677990536332898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Daydreamer". Lapis de cor sobre papel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-rIoZKDcb4/Tusjf22luzI/AAAAAAAABPI/J5LulsKJeu4/s1600/Inquiring-Mind2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-rIoZKDcb4/Tusjf22luzI/AAAAAAAABPI/J5LulsKJeu4/s400/Inquiring-Mind2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686677984692779826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Inquiring Mind". Lapis de cor sobre papel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are some of the very great works done by Laura Hardie. Her realistic style, a very accureate viewing and passion for animals bring us some fantastic drawings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More can be seen in the &lt;a href="http://portraitartistsblog.blogspot.com/" style="text-align: left; "&gt;http://portraitartistsblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-8907228879060829030?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8907228879060829030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8907228879060829030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/12/animal-art-adventure.html' title='ANIMAL ART ADVENTURE'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-52U4vr6BYHE/TusjgUkzJXI/AAAAAAAABPg/PoLuqel9bIw/s72-c/Contemplation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6804992057157531966</id><published>2011-12-10T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T05:58:38.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVROS FAZEM SONHAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dwphmmadjpc/TuNkJ1hvqgI/AAAAAAAABO8/1woRRe3TWSQ/s1600/387546_150559835051539_100002925706606_232418_195796009_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dwphmmadjpc/TuNkJ1hvqgI/AAAAAAAABO8/1woRRe3TWSQ/s400/387546_150559835051539_100002925706606_232418_195796009_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684497274821913090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma leitura nos transporta a um outro lado da vida, é como um sonho que se abre ao fechar os olhos. É voar em velocidade com as asas fechadas, ou simplesmente nadar no espaço de estrelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(foto de Tânia Leal Galeria no "facebuque")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-6804992057157531966?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6804992057157531966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6804992057157531966' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6804992057157531966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6804992057157531966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/12/livros-fazem-sonhar.html' title='LIVROS FAZEM SONHAR'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dwphmmadjpc/TuNkJ1hvqgI/AAAAAAAABO8/1woRRe3TWSQ/s72-c/387546_150559835051539_100002925706606_232418_195796009_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1691410952662939583</id><published>2011-12-08T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:32:09.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANJOS TAMBÉM DORMEM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uzl2w4l6aBE/TuFkt5Qpb1I/AAAAAAAABOw/bFeZPwYqUEU/s1600/12-04-09%2B9%2BLARGO%2BDO%2BROS%25C3%2581RIO_37.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swxwtH4CoVg/Tt34XVPKCBI/AAAAAAAABOY/NpdEBkFFJ0s/s400/Convite_Quadrilatero.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682971384532830226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-8493996266835113204?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8493996266835113204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8493996266835113204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/12/quadrilatero.html' title='QUADRILÁTERO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swxwtH4CoVg/Tt34XVPKCBI/AAAAAAAABOY/NpdEBkFFJ0s/s72-c/Convite_Quadrilatero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-398199376582817110</id><published>2011-12-05T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:15:26.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LUZ DA ESQUINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_SFCVRkcEw/Ttzt-wVhZaI/AAAAAAAABOM/2jhLFYaNJ2Q/s1600/para%2Bimprimir%2Blumin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_SFCVRkcEw/Ttzt-wVhZaI/AAAAAAAABOM/2jhLFYaNJ2Q/s400/para%2Bimprimir%2Blumin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682678492217566626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma tarde chuvosa em Ouro Preto. Um vento frio, convidativo a uma taça de vinho, ou garrafa, ou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A aquarela finalizada, um piloto para a série de luminárias, postes e "candeeiros" que acendem as noites das cidades. Se não, sem nuvens, as luzes das estrelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-398199376582817110?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/398199376582817110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=398199376582817110' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/398199376582817110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/398199376582817110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/12/luz-da-esquina.html' title='A LUZ DA ESQUINA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_SFCVRkcEw/Ttzt-wVhZaI/AAAAAAAABOM/2jhLFYaNJ2Q/s72-c/para%2Bimprimir%2Blumin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5740241772299008218</id><published>2011-12-05T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:09:34.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUZES E CIDADES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-mdlNMEDz8/Ttzq_RN5utI/AAAAAAAABOA/vix6OU_6d94/s1600/ACQUA_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-mdlNMEDz8/Ttzq_RN5utI/AAAAAAAABOA/vix6OU_6d94/s400/ACQUA_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682675202509093586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Começando o trabalho. O papel é o Schöellershammer 300 g, formato 24 x 32 cm. Vou fazer uma série de representações e interpretações das luzes que acendem na noite das cidades. Estou em fase de pesquisa e em breve devo iniciar uma outra aquarela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AcYTAl1ZZs4/Ttzq-mzvKaI/AAAAAAAABNw/yMq7C8OiWsc/s1600/ACQUA_3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AcYTAl1ZZs4/Ttzq-mzvKaI/AAAAAAAABNw/yMq7C8OiWsc/s400/ACQUA_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682675191125060002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O papel ondulou um pouco mais que deveria. Também corri demais... Tinha que ter esperado secar mais e aplicar camadas a mais, ao invés de saturar de uma vez. Joguei debaixo da torneira do tanque. Suavizou um pouco mas não é mais a mesma coisa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iyzpVr2l5Bg/Ttzq-R9-yaI/AAAAAAAABNk/nhmkCHfC2n0/s1600/ACQUA_4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iyzpVr2l5Bg/Ttzq-R9-yaI/AAAAAAAABNk/nhmkCHfC2n0/s400/ACQUA_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682675185530882466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comecei a "acender" a lâmpada no "candeeiro".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLWpphV7ipU/Ttzq941HTYI/AAAAAAAABNY/raf7Z7qyTwE/s1600/ACQUA_5%2Bdet%2560.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLWpphV7ipU/Ttzq941HTYI/AAAAAAAABNY/raf7Z7qyTwE/s400/ACQUA_5%2Bdet%2560.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682675178782805378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um detalhe do "candeeiro" finalizado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSwrmuqwrpI/Ttzq9nW0EUI/AAAAAAAABNM/aiE2jOM5O24/s1600/ACQUA_5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSwrmuqwrpI/Ttzq9nW0EUI/AAAAAAAABNM/aiE2jOM5O24/s400/ACQUA_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682675174092312898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A luz da Esquina", última foto feita antes da finalização.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-5740241772299008218?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/5740241772299008218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=5740241772299008218' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5740241772299008218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5740241772299008218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/12/luzes-e-cidades.html' title='LUZES E CIDADES'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-mdlNMEDz8/Ttzq_RN5utI/AAAAAAAABOA/vix6OU_6d94/s72-c/ACQUA_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8846880858702867708</id><published>2011-11-19T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:39:34.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GENGIBRE FINALIZADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O &lt;i&gt;Zingiber officinale L. &lt;/i&gt;finalizado. Aquarela em papel Schöellershammer Aquarell 300g, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;formato 29 x 39 cm, 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZGaqpmoIZk/TsfXOhO0hPI/AAAAAAAABNA/a5PTJawc85c/s1600/GENGIBRE%2BFINAL.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZGaqpmoIZk/TsfXOhO0hPI/AAAAAAAABNA/a5PTJawc85c/s400/GENGIBRE%2BFINAL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676742499762472178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQNfNhqzt_0/TsfXOUqvbTI/AAAAAAAABM0/OiiAqm350JY/s1600/GENGIBRE%2BFINAL%2BDET.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQNfNhqzt_0/TsfXOUqvbTI/AAAAAAAABM0/OiiAqm350JY/s400/GENGIBRE%2BFINAL%2BDET.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676742496389918002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-8846880858702867708?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8846880858702867708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8846880858702867708' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8846880858702867708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8846880858702867708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/11/gengibre-finalizado.html' title='GENGIBRE FINALIZADO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZGaqpmoIZk/TsfXOhO0hPI/AAAAAAAABNA/a5PTJawc85c/s72-c/GENGIBRE%2BFINAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8217973117903433763</id><published>2011-11-11T17:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T17:10:03.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UMA PINTURA EM ANDAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jEk0gqXCKYA/Tr3GkJCfYCI/AAAAAAAABMs/1Ryxl7F5y5U/s1600/SENNA%2BMP45B_5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jEk0gqXCKYA/Tr3GkJCfYCI/AAAAAAAABMs/1Ryxl7F5y5U/s400/SENNA%2BMP45B_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673909429760647202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5oyYvVAGk8/Tr3GjyGkFaI/AAAAAAAABMY/YfQokwQFuPg/s1600/SENNA%2BMP45B_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5oyYvVAGk8/Tr3GjyGkFaI/AAAAAAAABMY/YfQokwQFuPg/s400/SENNA%2BMP45B_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673909423603717538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BROPbYYRRI/Tr3GjhGqhoI/AAAAAAAABMQ/gU7oXGIc03M/s1600/SENNA%2BMP45B_9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BROPbYYRRI/Tr3GjhGqhoI/AAAAAAAABMQ/gU7oXGIc03M/s400/SENNA%2BMP45B_9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673909419040736898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O mais recente trabalho iniciado. Óleo sobre tela, 120 x 80 cm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Retratando o piloto Ayrton Senna em um Mc Laren MP4/5 de 1989 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no primeiro "S" da piscina em Monte Carlo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-8217973117903433763?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8217973117903433763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8217973117903433763' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8217973117903433763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8217973117903433763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/11/uma-pintura-em-andamento.html' title='UMA PINTURA EM ANDAMENTO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jEk0gqXCKYA/Tr3GkJCfYCI/AAAAAAAABMs/1Ryxl7F5y5U/s72-c/SENNA%2BMP45B_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5915470223988950629</id><published>2011-11-11T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T17:02:55.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UMA AQUARELA EM ANDAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jYDf9Y0SWg/Tr3FiZVF6yI/AAAAAAAABME/NOngnkcMIFQ/s1600/GENGIBRE_4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jYDf9Y0SWg/Tr3FiZVF6yI/AAAAAAAABME/NOngnkcMIFQ/s400/GENGIBRE_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673908300262271778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma aquarela em andamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-5915470223988950629?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5915470223988950629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5915470223988950629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/11/uma-aquarela-em-andamento.html' title='UMA AQUARELA EM ANDAMENTO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jYDf9Y0SWg/Tr3FiZVF6yI/AAAAAAAABME/NOngnkcMIFQ/s72-c/GENGIBRE_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4547342753173582132</id><published>2011-10-25T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T05:14:55.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOBRE PAPEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFIH3qu_zek/TqamptwvwUI/AAAAAAAABLk/Fak3yR-3Vls/s1600/convite%2B2%2B-%2Boriginal%2B%255B1%255D.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFIH3qu_zek/TqamptwvwUI/AAAAAAAABLk/Fak3yR-3Vls/s400/convite%2B2%2B-%2Boriginal%2B%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667400416681247042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma mostra imperdível. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As aquarelas de Mário Zavagli trazem ao olhar as mais belas sensações das montanhas mineiras. Por um breve momento, a oportunidade de apreciar um trabalho impecável e de altíssimo nível. Na AM Galeria de Arte, Rua Cláudio Manoel, 155 Lj 04.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-4547342753173582132?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4547342753173582132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4547342753173582132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/10/sobre-papel.html' title='SOBRE PAPEL'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFIH3qu_zek/TqamptwvwUI/AAAAAAAABLk/Fak3yR-3Vls/s72-c/convite%2B2%2B-%2Boriginal%2B%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-451864880013677690</id><published>2011-10-20T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:47:14.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A GARLIC FINISHED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlxN8EMpPnM/TqBsdpo2NiI/AAAAAAAABLY/iWJNa-NySmQ/s1600/FINALIZADO%2BREDZ.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlxN8EMpPnM/TqBsdpo2NiI/AAAAAAAABLY/iWJNa-NySmQ/s400/FINALIZADO%2BREDZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665647587881268770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi Friends, this is the last painting I did. A garlic, &lt;i&gt;Allium sativum&lt;/i&gt;, for a close future publishing. This was done in watercolour on Schöellershammer paper and it seemed a good idea to leave it as a non finished work. It measures 29 x 39 cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-451864880013677690?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/451864880013677690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/451864880013677690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/10/garlic-finished.html' title='A GARLIC FINISHED'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlxN8EMpPnM/TqBsdpo2NiI/AAAAAAAABLY/iWJNa-NySmQ/s72-c/FINALIZADO%2BREDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-3755289315186386287</id><published>2011-10-18T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:18:31.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O ALHO - Allium sativum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2O0w9JCti8/Tp4HMIq7CtI/AAAAAAAABLI/IiKV2-b4c6s/s1600/alho_4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2O0w9JCti8/Tp4HMIq7CtI/AAAAAAAABLI/IiKV2-b4c6s/s400/alho_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664973286346001106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I21P1IIav9Q/Tp4HLmjBAkI/AAAAAAAABLA/dT2n3a6I6Zw/s1600/alho_3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I21P1IIav9Q/Tp4HLmjBAkI/AAAAAAAABLA/dT2n3a6I6Zw/s400/alho_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664973277186032194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TEDRXOX573A/Tp4HLVjczSI/AAAAAAAABK0/cdpt30DE1-8/s1600/alho_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TEDRXOX573A/Tp4HLVjczSI/AAAAAAAABK0/cdpt30DE1-8/s400/alho_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664973272624450850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXMRX_huyTQ/Tp4HLCjJjRI/AAAAAAAABKo/Cqi69XUOzbM/s1600/alho_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXMRX_huyTQ/Tp4HLCjJjRI/AAAAAAAABKo/Cqi69XUOzbM/s400/alho_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664973267522915602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma das aquarelas que estou trabalhando no momento, o &lt;i&gt;Allium sativum&lt;/i&gt;, feita com tintas Talens Van Gogh e Rembrandt sobre papel Schöeller Aquarell 300 g. Até essa fase foram dois dias de trabalho, intercalando as camadas em cada um dos dentes do alho. O formato dessa prancha é 30 x 40 cm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-3755289315186386287?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/3755289315186386287/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=3755289315186386287' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3755289315186386287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3755289315186386287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-alho-allium-sativum.html' title='O ALHO - Allium sativum'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2O0w9JCti8/Tp4HMIq7CtI/AAAAAAAABLI/IiKV2-b4c6s/s72-c/alho_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-3507353462923427970</id><published>2011-09-30T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T08:30:44.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FANGIO 55</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJRkGi1r1Dg/ToXdJ3pTS6I/AAAAAAAABJE/PLTgfRi7Sn0/s1600/FANGIO%2B55%2BMATRIZ_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJRkGi1r1Dg/ToXdJ3pTS6I/AAAAAAAABJE/PLTgfRi7Sn0/s400/FANGIO%2B55%2BMATRIZ_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658171668486638498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A matriz "pronta" para ser entintada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hnSih3Y-PCM/ToXdJnz2O6I/AAAAAAAABI8/XTz6PhUoBEU/s1600/FANGIO%2B55%2BMATRIZ_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hnSih3Y-PCM/ToXdJnz2O6I/AAAAAAAABI8/XTz6PhUoBEU/s400/FANGIO%2B55%2BMATRIZ_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658171664235903906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O primeiro "entintamento" foi com preto puro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Mx-Wfn-mcE/ToXdJderCFI/AAAAAAAABI0/UKDX34LU2dw/s1600/FANGIO%2B55%2BPE1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Mx-Wfn-mcE/ToXdJderCFI/AAAAAAAABI0/UKDX34LU2dw/s400/FANGIO%2B55%2BPE1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658171661462734930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A primeira prova. Referência para acertos, mudanças e acréscimos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwlzQJboqA0/ToXdJVg1i8I/AAAAAAAABIs/Uznj97EWmxw/s1600/FANGIO%2B55%2BMATRIZ_3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwlzQJboqA0/ToXdJVg1i8I/AAAAAAAABIs/Uznj97EWmxw/s400/FANGIO%2B55%2BMATRIZ_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658171659324328898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais trabalho com o brunidor, acentuando algumas luzes e melhorando os detalhes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3Va8YeGzEg/ToXdJOLRjMI/AAAAAAAABIk/rg--snTORNo/s1600/FANGIO%2B55%2BPE2%2560.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3Va8YeGzEg/ToXdJOLRjMI/AAAAAAAABIk/rg--snTORNo/s400/FANGIO%2B55%2BPE2%2560.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658171657354841282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A segunda prova já com alteração no preto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um pouquinho mais de trabalho no brunidor e está ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Depois de um início de semestre sem muita motivação, desenvolvendo uma matriz que não consegui concentrar, resolvi trabalhar novamente uma chapa com a granitagem de carborundo, remontando a ideia da Maneira Negra. A intensão era mesmo deixar as bordas mais limpas para obter uma imagem mais "desgastada".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Fangio 55" foi feita em xilo no ano passado e resolvi desenvolver a imagem no metal. Reproduz o piloto argentino na saída do túnel em Mônaco durante o GP de 1955, ano em que foi campeão pela Mercedes, com essa W 196.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8074150508102301440-3507353462923427970?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/3507353462923427970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=3507353462923427970' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3507353462923427970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3507353462923427970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/09/fangio-55.html' title='FANGIO 55'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJRkGi1r1Dg/ToXdJ3pTS6I/AAAAAAAABJE/PLTgfRi7Sn0/s72-c/FANGIO%2B55%2BMATRIZ_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1282792792827965503</id><published>2011-09-08T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T18:34:28.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"QUEM NÃO CUIDA DE SI,..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6vJfhA6ARQ/TmlqAMIG8nI/AAAAAAAABIc/ahitt3xnspI/s1600/332172_226165840765068_100001149627122_627625_7613793_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6vJfhA6ARQ/TmlqAMIG8nI/AAAAAAAABIc/ahitt3xnspI/s400/332172_226165840765068_100001149627122_627625_7613793_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650163759000777330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma boa oportunidade de ver belas gravuras na Galeria de Arte do Espaço Cultural Cemig, Av Barbacena, 1200. Quem não cuida de si, que é terra,...erra é uma mostra conjunta de Hortência Abreu e Marina RB, um trabalho levado a quatro mãos, em &lt;i&gt;solo &lt;/i&gt;que é terra, único e compartilhado, gravado a dez dedos, forte como água, leve como luz que atravessa a sombra. Fica até dia 29 de setembro, de 8 às 19 horas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-1282792792827965503?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1282792792827965503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1282792792827965503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/09/quem-nao-cuida-de-si.html' title='&quot;QUEM NÃO CUIDA DE SI,...&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6vJfhA6ARQ/TmlqAMIG8nI/AAAAAAAABIc/ahitt3xnspI/s72-c/332172_226165840765068_100001149627122_627625_7613793_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-3002124154623024396</id><published>2011-08-27T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T05:41:01.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENTRE LIVROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiqsR8uLkjM/TljjghTi-8I/AAAAAAAABIM/ZezSenZdLBc/s1600/ConviteEntreLivros.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiqsR8uLkjM/TljjghTi-8I/AAAAAAAABIM/ZezSenZdLBc/s400/ConviteEntreLivros.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645512280744590274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com a orientação de Giovanna Martins, &lt;b&gt;Entre Livros&lt;/b&gt; mostra o trabalho em aquarela de 10 artistas e seus Livros, um registro de imagens e cores elaborados no decorrer do semestre passado. Vale uma conferida, na Rua Tomé de Souza, 815 - 2 andar, até dia 3 de setembro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-3002124154623024396?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3002124154623024396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3002124154623024396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/entre-livros.html' title='ENTRE LIVROS'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiqsR8uLkjM/TljjghTi-8I/AAAAAAAABIM/ZezSenZdLBc/s72-c/ConviteEntreLivros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8148162622866237530</id><published>2011-08-24T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T22:22:49.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLANTA-SE OUTRA NO LUGAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uL9uUfZEHh8/TlXVoawL43I/AAAAAAAABH0/GQzcUw_aaAY/s1600/IMG_1877.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uL9uUfZEHh8/TlXVoawL43I/AAAAAAAABH0/GQzcUw_aaAY/s400/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644652598331695986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era uma árvore bonita, frondosa. Ocupava o passeio todo. Mas era uma árvore. Longe das redes de energia elétrica que passam lá do outro lado da rua. Ah, mas alguém não gostou dela ali. Talvez a sombra incomodasse, não sei. O fato é que hoje ela continua ocupando o passeio do mesmo jeito. Mas já não é uma árvore. Agora realmente só está lá para ocupar o passeio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20 cm de tronco. Foi colocada no lugar para substituir uma outra que seria arrancada. Mas a administração pública só autorizou o corte da outra depois que a muda dessa aí estivesse completamente pega. Então, em menos de 8 anos, vieram e cortaram a muda pega, crescida, como se vê na foto. Dizer que &lt;i&gt;"planta-se outra no lugar"&lt;/i&gt; é o mesmo que admitir que se corte uma mata inteira e depois &lt;i&gt;"planta-se outra no lugar"&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wOKGy7LR0hk/TlXbrkrH7wI/AAAAAAAABIE/11B6TaNntps/s400/CORTE%2B%25C3%2581RVORES_16.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644659249604194050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OKclvcm0clY/TlXY2jy2nAI/AAAAAAAABH8/Hw91kkq1t1A/s400/31%2BMATA%2BRONINHO%2B079%2527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644656139811855362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Quero saber se alguém pode me explicar o significado do termo "meio ambiente".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&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/8074150508102301440-8148162622866237530?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8148162622866237530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8148162622866237530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/planta-se-outra-no-lugar.html' title='PLANTA-SE OUTRA NO LUGAR'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uL9uUfZEHh8/TlXVoawL43I/AAAAAAAABH0/GQzcUw_aaAY/s72-c/IMG_1877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8548985166103157336</id><published>2011-08-22T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:00:33.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPO FELIZ 70</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPAsJLp9uHg/TlMG10z7EAI/AAAAAAAABHk/HDnD3Sem8RY/s1600/NINO%2BE%2BCAMPO%2BFELIZ%2B70.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPAsJLp9uHg/TlMG10z7EAI/AAAAAAAABHk/HDnD3Sem8RY/s400/NINO%2BE%2BCAMPO%2BFELIZ%2B70.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643862279804620802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4urT1N7TU90/TlMG1R_WrTI/AAAAAAAABHc/ytEtLzTmewE/s1600/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2B-%2BPA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4urT1N7TU90/TlMG1R_WrTI/AAAAAAAABHc/ytEtLzTmewE/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2B-%2BPA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643862270457326898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de alguns muitos trabalhos, provas, modificações e mais provas, a tiragem de Campo Feliz 70 está em andamento. Enviei as duas primeiras cópias para o amigo Beppe Vitale em Palermo, na Sicília, e ele entregou uma delas ao piloto Nino Vaccarella (foto) que disputou a Targa Florio em 1970 com a Ferrari 512 S juntamente com Ignázio Giunti. A imagem que trabalhei nessa gravura foi baseada em uma foto de Vaccarella durante uma das passagens pela localidade de Campofelice. Vaccarella participou de inúmeras edições da Targa assim como das 24 Horas de Le Mans e outras tantas provas dos campeonatos de marcas nas décadas de 60 e 70.&lt;div&gt;Para mim foi uma satisfação receber essa foto que compartilho. Segundo o amigo Beppe, Vaccarella ficou surpreso de ter admiradores fora da Itália. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-8548985166103157336?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8548985166103157336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8548985166103157336' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8548985166103157336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8548985166103157336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/campo-feliz-70.html' title='CAMPO FELIZ 70'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPAsJLp9uHg/TlMG10z7EAI/AAAAAAAABHk/HDnD3Sem8RY/s72-c/NINO%2BE%2BCAMPO%2BFELIZ%2B70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-630094590621187940</id><published>2011-08-18T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T05:20:44.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRANCHA 3 DO "GANDARELA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8EXWJqMqGg/Tk5VCN6IHEI/AAAAAAAABHU/2wyhk3-xJW0/s1600/IMG_1797rdz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8EXWJqMqGg/Tk5VCN6IHEI/AAAAAAAABHU/2wyhk3-xJW0/s400/IMG_1797rdz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642540879723371586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D3OVTP6tfOQ/Tk5UfcI-e2I/AAAAAAAABHM/lC3mjwuCjM8/s1600/IMG_1794rdz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D3OVTP6tfOQ/Tk5UfcI-e2I/AAAAAAAABHM/lC3mjwuCjM8/s400/IMG_1794rdz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642540282248330082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não reparem no tamanho do lápis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4SLFioJtSE/Tk2wIYC1cVI/AAAAAAAABHE/y_pM9Ts6IpY/s1600/prancha%2B3%2Bfinalizada.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4SLFioJtSE/Tk2wIYC1cVI/AAAAAAAABHE/y_pM9Ts6IpY/s400/prancha%2B3%2Bfinalizada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642359566104883538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grafite e lápis de cor sobre papel Fabriano 200 g. 110 x 75 cm, agosto de 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-630094590621187940?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/630094590621187940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=630094590621187940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/630094590621187940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/630094590621187940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/prancha-3-do-gandarela.html' title='PRANCHA 3 DO &quot;GANDARELA&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8EXWJqMqGg/Tk5VCN6IHEI/AAAAAAAABHU/2wyhk3-xJW0/s72-c/IMG_1797rdz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2646116284878407895</id><published>2011-08-18T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T11:18:35.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATELIER KAYAB - IDENTIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohAivY1w3x4/Tk1V-jQyTII/AAAAAAAABG8/vxrSCaYKjXQ/s1600/Convite%2BExposi%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2BIdentidade.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohAivY1w3x4/Tk1V-jQyTII/AAAAAAAABG8/vxrSCaYKjXQ/s400/Convite%2BExposi%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2BIdentidade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642260441270996098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É com muito prazer que faço a divulgação da exposição &lt;b&gt;Identidade&lt;/b&gt;, mostra de inauguração do Atelier Kayab em Congonhas do Campo. O espaço é o atelier particular do artista plástico Tales Sabará e propõe uma série de realizações para incentivo, desenvolvimento e divulgação das artes plásticas, claro, sempre com o brilhante e dedicado trabalho do amigo Sabará. Uma boa fugida a Congonhas no dia 25 de agosto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-2646116284878407895?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2646116284878407895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2646116284878407895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/atelier-kayab-identidade.html' title='ATELIER KAYAB - IDENTIDADE'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohAivY1w3x4/Tk1V-jQyTII/AAAAAAAABG8/vxrSCaYKjXQ/s72-c/Convite%2BExposi%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2BIdentidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2310838431341418004</id><published>2011-08-13T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:44:25.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSÃO: GANDARELA - SEMANA DA FOTOGRAFIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jn26Nja5Fb8/TkbvThehF8I/AAAAAAAABG0/v5BIMxTFdRA/s1600/289112_203450183041373_100001291794125_466502_1682491_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jn26Nja5Fb8/TkbvThehF8I/AAAAAAAABG0/v5BIMxTFdRA/s400/289112_203450183041373_100001291794125_466502_1682491_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640458702011045826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aproveitem e confiram o link   &lt;/b&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3a2E7znnnk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-2310838431341418004?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2310838431341418004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2310838431341418004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/missao-gandarela-semana-da-fotografia.html' title='MISSÃO: GANDARELA - SEMANA DA FOTOGRAFIA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jn26Nja5Fb8/TkbvThehF8I/AAAAAAAABG0/v5BIMxTFdRA/s72-c/289112_203450183041373_100001291794125_466502_1682491_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2277171165021348383</id><published>2011-08-13T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T06:31:16.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANDARELA - DETALHE PRANCHA 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YltFdrF0184/TkZ7FxJTW3I/AAAAAAAABGs/bCLHi9S2qW8/s1600/DETALHE%2BPRANCHA%2B2%2560.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YltFdrF0184/TkZ7FxJTW3I/AAAAAAAABGs/bCLHi9S2qW8/s400/DETALHE%2BPRANCHA%2B2%2560.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640330922350041970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vejo as formas, procuro os volumes, apenas no traço, na sobreposição das linhas. Troco o lápis para ganhar mais valor, para que o escuro apareça da luz. Viajo um pouco nesse tapete amarrotado e começo a sentir o quanto esses vales me trazem à vida. Desço e subo as montanhas e canso o corpo, às vezes a mente. Escuto agora o vento e sei que pouco mais tarde vem a chuva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUUaRRrMrVw/TkZ7FkMIqAI/AAAAAAAABGk/YYKRcMTVu28/s1600/DETALHE%2BPRANCHA%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUUaRRrMrVw/TkZ7FkMIqAI/AAAAAAAABGk/YYKRcMTVu28/s400/DETALHE%2BPRANCHA%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640330918872262658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Detalhes da Prancha 2 do Tríptico Gandarela em 13 de agosto de 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-2277171165021348383?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2277171165021348383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2277171165021348383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/gandarela-detalhe-prancha-2.html' title='GANDARELA - DETALHE PRANCHA 2'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YltFdrF0184/TkZ7FxJTW3I/AAAAAAAABGs/bCLHi9S2qW8/s72-c/DETALHE%2BPRANCHA%2B2%2560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8906853119193232720</id><published>2011-08-09T04:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T04:08:30.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSÃO: GANDARELA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaIwJEp6K6M/TkEVGKpybdI/AAAAAAAABGc/YXj938XZ7ho/s1600/CONVITE%2Bfesta%2Bfoto.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaIwJEp6K6M/TkEVGKpybdI/AAAAAAAABGc/YXj938XZ7ho/s400/CONVITE%2Bfesta%2Bfoto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638811404127595986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-8906853119193232720?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8906853119193232720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8906853119193232720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/missao-gandarela.html' title='MISSÃO: GANDARELA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaIwJEp6K6M/TkEVGKpybdI/AAAAAAAABGc/YXj938XZ7ho/s72-c/CONVITE%2Bfesta%2Bfoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4146630557250117189</id><published>2011-08-08T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:56:39.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HISTORIA DA GRAVURA NA ARGENTINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ex-libris-seibert.blogspot.com/2011/07/el-arte-grafico-en-argentina.html"&gt;http://ex-libris-seibert.blogspot.com/2011/07/el-arte-grafico-en-argentina.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iy-lN2qqqo/TkCdE7T8hWI/AAAAAAAABGE/oHwr4oL_yis/s400/18pellegrini03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638679441434248546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QugALv-DFs4/TkCdE7q7K5I/AAAAAAAABGM/PAUTuR3aEpg/s400/17pellegrini02%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638679441530629010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Trabalhos de Carlos E. Pellegrini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No link acima acesse o blog do argentino Luis Seibert e encontre ali um apanhado geral do desenvolvimento das artes gráficas e da gravura na Argentina, vários aspectos sobre os primeiros gravadores, os artistas viajantes, e trabalhos por eles realizados. Muito interessante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YoxNtrM6R_I/TkCdFMuh8lI/AAAAAAAABGU/zn0H4gaYapw/s400/278851_238941609471093_200765706622017_757946_961669_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638679446109155922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Acima uma gravura de Luis Seibert, um Ex-Libris feito em seu atelier com criação e produção dele próprio. Ha também cartões especiais e todo um mostruário de aparatos para quem curte um charme diferente para os livros. Os contatos podem ser feitos por intermédio do link que esta na minha lista de blogs ao lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8074150508102301440-4146630557250117189?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4146630557250117189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4146630557250117189' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4146630557250117189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4146630557250117189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/historia-da-gravura-na-argentina.html' title='HISTORIA DA GRAVURA NA ARGENTINA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iy-lN2qqqo/TkCdE7T8hWI/AAAAAAAABGE/oHwr4oL_yis/s72-c/18pellegrini03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-7334277764322042233</id><published>2011-08-07T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:38:17.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONCE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"When Your Mind's Made Up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgh1mAH02v8/Tj9EQC0GZ9I/AAAAAAAABF8/laZE-LzTnX0/s1600/novo-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgh1mAH02v8/Tj9EQC0GZ9I/AAAAAAAABF8/laZE-LzTnX0/s400/novo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638300300915140562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once in a time that could be forever, or never. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once in a dream that should be lived in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once in a wish or in a whisper, in a touching of skins in feelings... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;foto: the ruins of Foncebadon in the Pilgrims Way to Santiago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-7334277764322042233?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7334277764322042233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7334277764322042233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/once.html' title='ONCE!'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgh1mAH02v8/Tj9EQC0GZ9I/AAAAAAAABF8/laZE-LzTnX0/s72-c/novo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5296179475839422276</id><published>2011-08-06T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T18:26:54.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UM SONO EMBALADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71fnW0nnfRg/Tj3oFtqwH5I/AAAAAAAABF0/43ezvsg-TmA/s1600/OSTA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71fnW0nnfRg/Tj3oFtqwH5I/AAAAAAAABF0/43ezvsg-TmA/s400/OSTA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637917493393629074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era tudo que eu queria agora. Sons de grilo, coruja e curiango. Um quati correndo em volta da barraca. Nada de desconforto. O isolante e o &lt;i&gt;sleeping bag&lt;/i&gt; garantem um aconchego com a noite na beira da cachoeira. A imagem do que passa la fora vem do dia, da luz que transpassava a água.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se esfria um pouco tomo uma canaca de chá ali da garrafa. Um bailado de arvores conduzido pelo vento que sopra leve, apenas para fazer dançar e remexer as folhas e fazer sonhar me mais.&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/8074150508102301440-5296179475839422276?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/5296179475839422276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=5296179475839422276' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5296179475839422276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5296179475839422276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/um-sono-embalado.html' title='UM SONO EMBALADO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71fnW0nnfRg/Tj3oFtqwH5I/AAAAAAAABF0/43ezvsg-TmA/s72-c/OSTA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4397061541745381242</id><published>2011-08-06T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:18:26.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRÊS DE UM PAR PERFEITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-QfBn9KUGE/Tj2y4fz3OGI/AAAAAAAABFc/FbdXTDuVEGE/s1600/%25233%2Bdivulg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-QfBn9KUGE/Tj2y4fz3OGI/AAAAAAAABFc/FbdXTDuVEGE/s400/%25233%2Bdivulg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637858992219175010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Se fosse King Crimson poderia ser algo parecido com &lt;i&gt;three of a perfect pair&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;O Tríptico Gandarela segue agora na sua última etapa: finalizar a prancha 2. As duas imagens laterais já estão finalizadas e montadas nos chassis. O tempo gasto na prancha 3 foi de 8 dias e uma grande ajuda foi a aquisição de um &lt;i&gt;set&lt;/i&gt; de lápis novo(Toison D’Or). Essa imagem tem a mesma medida da primeira, 110 x &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="75 cm" st="on"&gt;75 cm&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Esse trabalho fará parte da Missão Gandarela, dentro de um evento que acontece no Centro Cultural 104, na Praça da Estação – Belo Horizonte, &lt;b&gt;de 17 a 20 de agosto&lt;/b&gt;. Com trabalhos variados dentro da área da fotográfica, a Missão Gandarela mostra imagens relacionadas com a preservação de uma das áreas mais interessantes na região de Rio Acima, Raposos, Caeté e Barão de Cocais, abrigando mais de 1000 nascentes e uma longa extensão de Mata Atlântica. Maiores detalhes sobre o Movimento em Favor da Criação do Parque Nacional da erra do Gandarela pode ser conseguido no endereço &lt;a href="http://www.aguasdogandarela.org/"&gt;http://www.aguasdogandarela.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No alto, detalhe do terceiro painel com a parte meridional da Serra do Caraça ao fundo. Aqui em baixo os dois painéis laterais. Muita labuta!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nJsOnRyTF-4/Tj20SqFiAGI/AAAAAAAABFs/kM02l1WHkdg/s400/PRANCHAS%2B1%2B%2526%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637860541165863010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-4397061541745381242?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4397061541745381242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4397061541745381242' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4397061541745381242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4397061541745381242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/tres-de-um-par-perfeito.html' title='TRÊS DE UM PAR PERFEITO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-QfBn9KUGE/Tj2y4fz3OGI/AAAAAAAABFc/FbdXTDuVEGE/s72-c/%25233%2Bdivulg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2537920273291785716</id><published>2011-08-05T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:58:06.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AQUARELA BOTÂNICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gv76LHCSqfk/Tjwf7CFfbSI/AAAAAAAABFU/qEy2Qn0wEBw/s1600/cartaz%2Bcurso.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gv76LHCSqfk/Tjwf7CFfbSI/AAAAAAAABFU/qEy2Qn0wEBw/s400/cartaz%2Bcurso.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637415932593663266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3W2zqfTDL_U/Tjwf7Ayz8xI/AAAAAAAABFM/RY4-CKS0aco/s1600/ILUSTR%2BMARCIA%2B01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3W2zqfTDL_U/Tjwf7Ayz8xI/AAAAAAAABFM/RY4-CKS0aco/s400/ILUSTR%2BMARCIA%2B01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637415932246881042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIm9C9ItJrc/Tjwf66C5OwI/AAAAAAAABFE/bduQEitZLsA/s1600/ILUSTR%2BMARCIA%2B02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIm9C9ItJrc/Tjwf66C5OwI/AAAAAAAABFE/bduQEitZLsA/s400/ILUSTR%2BMARCIA%2B02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637415930435287810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A Ilustração Botânica é um dos temas mais fascinantes para se trabalhar em aquarela. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A ilustradora e artista plástica Márcia Franco ministra a partir de 15 de agosto, um Curso de &lt;b&gt;Introdução à Aquarela Botânica&lt;/b&gt;, como curso de extensão da Escola Guignard - UEMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Todo o processo de trabalho, desde a observação atenta do modelo natural até o tratamento em aquarela, terá um enfoque na prática dos exercícios e trabalhos desenvolvidos no curso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Maiores informações podem ser conseguidas no telefone indicado no cartazete acima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8074150508102301440-2537920273291785716?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2537920273291785716/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2537920273291785716' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2537920273291785716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2537920273291785716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/iniciacao-aquarela-botanica.html' title='AQUARELA BOTÂNICA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gv76LHCSqfk/Tjwf7CFfbSI/AAAAAAAABFU/qEy2Qn0wEBw/s72-c/cartaz%2Bcurso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-3212268453985026141</id><published>2011-08-05T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:57:40.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPERDIVEL - MOSTRA EM SÃO PAULO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmYxPMi_miQ/TjvrennEjyI/AAAAAAAABE8/Nk9cKhPiweQ/s1600/286543_263885766960769_100000180422904_1249226_6286294_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmYxPMi_miQ/TjvrennEjyI/AAAAAAAABE8/Nk9cKhPiweQ/s400/286543_263885766960769_100000180422904_1249226_6286294_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637358269845770018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_VCathH1ApM/TjvrefxZheI/AAAAAAAABE0/AjdQWZsXyO8/s1600/Mario%2BZavagli%2B%2528Cachoeira%2BGrande%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_VCathH1ApM/TjvrefxZheI/AAAAAAAABE0/AjdQWZsXyO8/s400/Mario%2BZavagli%2B%2528Cachoeira%2BGrande%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637358267741603298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De 10 de agosto a 3 de setembro - AM Galeria Horizonte - São Paulo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mostra litografias de Amilcar de Castro e aquarelas de Mário Zavagli. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Posso dizer que tive a honra e o prazer de conviver um pouco com esses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ilustres professores, tanto na composição e cor que o Amilcar passava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tanto na transparência e fluidez das aquarelas do Mário. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É sem dúvida uma grande oportunidade de ver esses trabalhos juntos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem puder, não deixe de ir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-3212268453985026141?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/3212268453985026141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=3212268453985026141' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3212268453985026141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3212268453985026141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/08/imperdivel-mostra-em-sao-paulo.html' title='IMPERDIVEL - MOSTRA EM SÃO PAULO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmYxPMi_miQ/TjvrennEjyI/AAAAAAAABE8/Nk9cKhPiweQ/s72-c/286543_263885766960769_100000180422904_1249226_6286294_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4203842769432989584</id><published>2011-07-30T06:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T19:09:18.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANDARELA - FINALIZANDO A PRANCHA 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lsKn8N-khFo/TjQLv11MruI/AAAAAAAABEs/o8M83OK1Mh8/s1600/IN%2BACTION%2BRDZ.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lsKn8N-khFo/TjQLv11MruI/AAAAAAAABEs/o8M83OK1Mh8/s400/IN%2BACTION%2BRDZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635141950279298786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rJioM2PDdM/TjQLvs6OKWI/AAAAAAAABEk/d72f-8IuVUE/s1600/julho262011%2Btrab%2527.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rJioM2PDdM/TjQLvs6OKWI/AAAAAAAABEk/d72f-8IuVUE/s400/julho262011%2Btrab%2527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635141947884448098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-ein5AcNdw/TjQLvZy_eyI/AAAAAAAABEc/TCONzU65MLo/s1600/julho262011%2Brdz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-ein5AcNdw/TjQLvZy_eyI/AAAAAAAABEc/TCONzU65MLo/s400/julho262011%2Brdz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635141942753852194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXWr_kmfE4s/TjQLvZgjGAI/AAAAAAAABEU/Z55ap-P1cac/s1600/A%2BGATA%2BTALENTO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXWr_kmfE4s/TjQLvZgjGAI/AAAAAAAABEU/Z55ap-P1cac/s400/A%2BGATA%2BTALENTO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635141942676494338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Último dia de trabalho na prancha 1 do Tríptico Gandarela. Hoje já passei a trabalhar nos dois painéis restantes, viajando um pouco na complexa silhueta da Serra do Caraça. Coloquei Villa Lobos para tocar pois essas montanhas me trazem essa música na memória. Claro, antes de levar a prancha finalizada para a moldura, a Mee teve que dar  ok final. Próxima foto já será com a imagem finalizada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-4203842769432989584?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4203842769432989584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4203842769432989584' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4203842769432989584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4203842769432989584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/gandarela-finalizando-prancha-1.html' title='GANDARELA - FINALIZANDO A PRANCHA 1'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lsKn8N-khFo/TjQLv11MruI/AAAAAAAABEs/o8M83OK1Mh8/s72-c/IN%2BACTION%2BRDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5302441303829961963</id><published>2011-07-29T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T17:55:11.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A IMAGEM GRAVADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQUgjPckp74/TjNS8biGSKI/AAAAAAAABEM/6tkbpZiFAvs/s1600/A%2BIMAGEM%2BGRAVADA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQUgjPckp74/TjNS8biGSKI/AAAAAAAABEM/6tkbpZiFAvs/s400/A%2BIMAGEM%2BGRAVADA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634938756907026594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para Gravadores e interessados, principalmente nos registros da história da gravura no Brasil. Um livro que me foi presenteado pelo amigo Gabriel e que trás uma bela narrativa do processo de introdução e desenvolvimento da gravura por ocasião da transferência da Corte Portuguesa para o Brasil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A historiadora Renata Santos apresenta uma pesquisa muito valiosa para qualquer tipo de interessado, desde o leigo até o mais entendedor do assunto, com imagens e "recortes" inusitados da origem das artes gráficas no país. Rio de Janeiro, Casa da Palavra, 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-5302441303829961963?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5302441303829961963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5302441303829961963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/imagem-gravada.html' title='A IMAGEM GRAVADA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQUgjPckp74/TjNS8biGSKI/AAAAAAAABEM/6tkbpZiFAvs/s72-c/A%2BIMAGEM%2BGRAVADA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-522376309417800174</id><published>2011-07-26T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T18:29:49.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANDARELA - O COMEÇO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWg6d9ebRMA/Ti9jJxmSIOI/AAAAAAAABDw/NBg0tOIHGMQ/s1600/esbo%25C3%25A7o%2Btr%25C3%25ADptico%2Brdz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWg6d9ebRMA/Ti9jJxmSIOI/AAAAAAAABDw/NBg0tOIHGMQ/s400/esbo%25C3%25A7o%2Btr%25C3%25ADptico%2Brdz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633830678447661282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O início da idéia foi numa mesa de boteco, esperando o tempo passar para ir buscar uma bateria, e tomando dois chopps. Já havia pensado em fazer um desenho do Espinhaço e a proposta de fazer o "Gandarela" acabou entrando dentro desse projeto e mais: acabou se tornando o piloto de um projeto que vem a seguir com as imagens da Piedade, do Caraça e de uma pequena faixa do Espinhaço próximo a Nova União.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse esboço inicial de como faria o "Gandarela" mostra bem como a evolução de um trabalho percorre os caminhos da mudança. Inicialmente havia pensado em três pranchas de 60 x 90 cm (mais sensato se formos observar o tempo disponível), no papel Super White e com vidro anti-reflexo. Bom, cresci o tamanho das pranchas para 74 x 109 cm (medida estranha essa), alterei o papel para o Fabriano  200 g (comprei um rolo de 1,5 x 10,0 m - acabei dividindo com o amigo Sabará) e o vidro vai ser o comum mesmo. A idéia do desenho, originalmente pensado em fusões, também mudou e na próxima semana já tenho uma imagem fechada dessa primeira prancha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A imagem inicial é uma fotografia do também amigo Paulo Baptista, uma panorâmica do Sinclinal do Gandarela, com a Serra do Caraça ao fundo. Abaixo a imagem original me passada pelo Paulo e que serve como referência para a prancha 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rx1TOPE7A3o/Ti9jJiOGW7I/AAAAAAAABDo/Pv9L8_SUFZA/s1600/PANORAMA%2BSINCLINAL%2BGANDARELA_1%2Brdz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rx1TOPE7A3o/Ti9jJiOGW7I/AAAAAAAABDo/Pv9L8_SUFZA/s400/PANORAMA%2BSINCLINAL%2BGANDARELA_1%2Brdz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633830674319694770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trabalhei alguns contrastes e escureci um pouco as três imagens transformando-as em preto e branco para ter uma maior proximidade com a imagem que estaria em construção no desenho. Fiz a opção por não definir nada acima da linha do horizonte pois o foco que eu pretendo está direcionado para a Serra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yY9fjkY6YMQ/Ti9jJpyBimI/AAAAAAAABDg/jAYZOQE1LaI/s1600/PANORAMA%2BSINCLINAL%2BGANDARELA_1%2Btrab%2Bpb.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yY9fjkY6YMQ/Ti9jJpyBimI/AAAAAAAABDg/jAYZOQE1LaI/s400/PANORAMA%2BSINCLINAL%2BGANDARELA_1%2Btrab%2Bpb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633830676349422178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É claro que o resultado vai aparecendo e de uma certa forma, indicando um caminho paralelo ao que se pretendia seguir até um resultado final. Por diversas vezes apareceram soluções interessantes que não estavam programadas e nem referenciadas nas fotos. Numa recente ida à Serra pude respirar um pouco da atmosfera grandiosa que envolve essas montanhas com muita água, muita mata ainda, e que corre o risco de ser completamente destruída pela atividade mineradora (ver &lt;a href="http://www.aguasdogandarela.org/"&gt;http://www.aguasdogandarela.org/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-522376309417800174?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/522376309417800174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=522376309417800174' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/522376309417800174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/522376309417800174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/gandarela-o-comeco.html' title='GANDARELA - O COMEÇO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWg6d9ebRMA/Ti9jJxmSIOI/AAAAAAAABDw/NBg0tOIHGMQ/s72-c/esbo%25C3%25A7o%2Btr%25C3%25ADptico%2Brdz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8255651238344637269</id><published>2011-07-25T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T18:21:31.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDER PRESSURE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2x0DKwWL4g/Ti4HeyGG_0I/AAAAAAAABDY/Agq-T1BPoNE/s1600/LAPINHA%2BDA%2BSERRA_03%2BREDZ.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2x0DKwWL4g/Ti4HeyGG_0I/AAAAAAAABDY/Agq-T1BPoNE/s400/LAPINHA%2BDA%2BSERRA_03%2BREDZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633448409311936322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://youtu.be/d5nYX-iuUFk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda bem que a paisagem é bonita para desenhar, o grafite não faz barulho no papel, o suor não escorre no olho. Fico pensando que fazer o que se gosta é mesmo muito bom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over or under pressure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-8255651238344637269?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8255651238344637269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8255651238344637269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/under-pressure.html' title='UNDER PRESSURE!!!'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2x0DKwWL4g/Ti4HeyGG_0I/AAAAAAAABDY/Agq-T1BPoNE/s72-c/LAPINHA%2BDA%2BSERRA_03%2BREDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-3836001144926154374</id><published>2011-07-25T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T05:20:00.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UM PASSEIOZINHO SÓ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pI1gjJSAX60/Ti1dicmx4PI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gd3nHXc80z8/s1600/JANELA_4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pI1gjJSAX60/Ti1dicmx4PI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gd3nHXc80z8/s400/JANELA_4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633261555286139122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olá, sou a Mee e alguns de vocês já me conhecem. Ontem o Fiote me deu uma bronca daquelas só por que dei umas voltinhas em cima desse tal "desenhão triplipticro" que ele está fazendo. Nada de mais sério. Com um pouco de borracha ele acabou limpando tudo. Não sei por que a bronca!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hum!!! Não tinha reparado nesses passarinhos ainda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-3836001144926154374?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3836001144926154374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3836001144926154374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/um-passeiozinho-so.html' title='UM PASSEIOZINHO SÓ!'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pI1gjJSAX60/Ti1dicmx4PI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gd3nHXc80z8/s72-c/JANELA_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4658135977465006541</id><published>2011-07-24T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T05:05:32.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O TRÍPTICO GANDARELA III - "O Olhar de um Viajante"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O olhar de um viajante&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Céu claro, sem nuvens, para os aviadores se diz de brigadeiro. Para Paulo Fiotti realça a paisagem, as serras, as montanhas, com todas as sutilezas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:justify;text-justify: inter-ideograph;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O preto e o branco formam os contornos, do estar ali pela primeira vez. Lembranças de expedições de um viajante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:justify;text-justify: inter-ideograph;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No vazio, formas recortadas pelo Homem. Mas por que não ir além?! Abrir a janela e avistar a imensidão criada por sementes divinas, grãos cada vez menores vistos à distância. Próximos revelam movimento, traços que acompanham uma melodia “ericclaptoniana”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:justify;text-justify: inter-ideograph;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ao entardecer o céu se fecha. A luz dá lugar ao escuro da noite. Novas cores se projetam, mas a poesia ainda habita aquele lugar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 6pt; line-height: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tales Sabará/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANM7O4hdaPk/Tiw7N7KWY0I/AAAAAAAABDI/1MEA7PwliGg/s1600/julho202011rdz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANM7O4hdaPk/Tiw7N7KWY0I/AAAAAAAABDI/1MEA7PwliGg/s400/julho202011rdz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632942344339088194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wcqTYjeLpKI/Tiw7N3xOZmI/AAAAAAAABDA/f2JG3knfZVE/s1600/julho202011%2Btrab%2Brdz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wcqTYjeLpKI/Tiw7N3xOZmI/AAAAAAAABDA/f2JG3knfZVE/s400/julho202011%2Btrab%2Brdz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632942343428400738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4SfEr8hC82U/Tiw7NsgrjrI/AAAAAAAABC4/CbsYzfZoi44/s1600/julho202011%2Btrab2%2Brdz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4SfEr8hC82U/Tiw7NsgrjrI/AAAAAAAABC4/CbsYzfZoi44/s400/julho202011%2Btrab2%2Brdz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632942340406218418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagens do trabalho em 20 de julho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Texto do artista plástico e amigo Tales Sabará.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-4658135977465006541?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4658135977465006541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4658135977465006541' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4658135977465006541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4658135977465006541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-triptico-gandarela-o-olhar-de-um.html' title='O TRÍPTICO GANDARELA III - &quot;O Olhar de um Viajante&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANM7O4hdaPk/Tiw7N7KWY0I/AAAAAAAABDI/1MEA7PwliGg/s72-c/julho202011rdz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6095576105961349550</id><published>2011-07-21T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:48:07.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O TRÍPTICO GANDARELA II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8RzJxF1btzU/TijU91ntpzI/AAAAAAAABCw/QSHYwqmBq5Y/s1600/DESENHO%2BGANDARELA%2B-%2BPRANCHA%2B1_7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8RzJxF1btzU/TijU91ntpzI/AAAAAAAABCw/QSHYwqmBq5Y/s400/DESENHO%2BGANDARELA%2B-%2BPRANCHA%2B1_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631985492857562930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois é, parece até brincadeira. Mas o primeiro painel do Trípco Gandarela está indo bem. Muito trabalho mas os resultados estão agradando. Claro, vou mostrar inteiro em breve. Ontem havia finalizado a parte verde do lado direito e hoje já tenho toda ela finalizada. Próxima etapa é finalizar o que está em amarelo. O que vem depois ainda está sujeito aos caprichos do tempo. Vou ter que arrumar mais dois pranchões e fixar os outros dois papeis para começar um trabalho conjugado. Mas no final (e está perto - é dia 15 de agosto) espero que fique uma imagem legal de se ver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por ocasião da postagem desse primeiro painel vou apresentar mais detalhadamente o que é a Missão Gandarela e a história que está por trás dela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-6095576105961349550?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6095576105961349550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6095576105961349550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/otriptico-gandarela-ii.html' title='O TRÍPTICO GANDARELA II'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8RzJxF1btzU/TijU91ntpzI/AAAAAAAABCw/QSHYwqmBq5Y/s72-c/DESENHO%2BGANDARELA%2B-%2BPRANCHA%2B1_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8145102284721633359</id><published>2011-07-21T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T05:43:11.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"EMPURRÕES"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vl5sRrAMJ7w/TigXZ0FUSYI/AAAAAAAABCo/ft5rQntmrPs/s1600/ciclista_1%252C5m.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vl5sRrAMJ7w/TigXZ0FUSYI/AAAAAAAABCo/ft5rQntmrPs/s400/ciclista_1%252C5m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631777066271918466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tomei a liberdade de buscar essa foto no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://letraspedacos.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://letraspedacos.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; pois vejo na prática o quanto esse nosso código de trânsito é pouco conhecido pelos que adquirem o direito de dirigir um carro apenas passando em um exame pouco eficaz. É impressionante a quantidade de "empurradas" que levo de vez em quando, como se eu não existisse. Outro dia perguntei a um instrutor de auto escola se ele conhecia esse "detalhe" do código de trânsito e ele argumentou que ali onde eu estava não existia faixa de ciclista... Uai! é por isso mesmo que existe essa distância estipulada pois se existisse a chamada "ciclovia" o carro não poderia entrar nela. Mas num sistema no qual até mesmo a PM estaciona suas viaturas sobre o passeio ou faixas (existe uma tal de acessibilidade), obstruindo a passagem de pedestres, seria pedir demais a um instrutor de auto escola que ele conhecesse o código de trânsito. É mesmo um sistema amoral...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aproveitando, indico uma pequena leitura no blog do artista Carlos Vereza (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://carlosverezablog.blogspot.com/2011/07/marcha-re.html"&gt;http://carlosverezablog.blogspot.com/2011/07/marcha-re.html&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8074150508102301440-8145102284721633359?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8145102284721633359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8145102284721633359' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8145102284721633359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8145102284721633359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/tomei-liberdade-de-buscar-essa-foto-no.html' title='&quot;EMPURRÕES&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vl5sRrAMJ7w/TigXZ0FUSYI/AAAAAAAABCo/ft5rQntmrPs/s72-c/ciclista_1%252C5m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-357611998898539599</id><published>2011-07-16T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T17:20:49.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UM RECORDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NOJICVhUG4/TiIlPHbDRtI/AAAAAAAABCY/txpWh1X3leM/s1600/DISNEY%2527S%2527.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NOJICVhUG4/TiIlPHbDRtI/AAAAAAAABCY/txpWh1X3leM/s400/DISNEY%2527S%2527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630103425787315922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de ser agraciado com um prêmio: uma passagem ferroviária, de ida e volta, ao maravilhoso mundo Disney, com direito a andar de xícara tonteante junto do Mickey. Tudo o que eu sempre quis. Nada poderia ser mais emocionante!!!&lt;div&gt;O motivo desse prêmio: bati meu recorde de publicações - 48 até agora em 2011, 18 delas em junho. Uaaall! É nisso que dá ter internet em casa. Nada como chegar ao sec XXI, como disse meu amigo Fernando Araujo (aposto que ele já foi andar de xícara com o Mickey). Mas esses últimos dois meses também me trouxeram também muitos contatos com blogs e pessoas espalhados pelo mundo e aí começo a ver como esse negócio é em rede mesmo. Cheguei a alguns endereços vizinhos, conterrâneos, por intermédio de pontes feitas por dois ou três blogs no exterior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É, só mesmo aproveitando a viagem de trem. Mas vou escutando Eric Clapton..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eita trem bão esse sô&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-357611998898539599?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/357611998898539599/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=357611998898539599' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/357611998898539599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/357611998898539599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/um-recorde.html' title='UM RECORDE'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NOJICVhUG4/TiIlPHbDRtI/AAAAAAAABCY/txpWh1X3leM/s72-c/DISNEY%2527S%2527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4962663003987146532</id><published>2011-07-14T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T14:19:54.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PÁSSAROS INVASORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6fih3btVBLU/Th-Ofhy7vUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/XCxuDjkTRD4/s1600/P%255BASSARO%2BINVASOR.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6fih3btVBLU/Th-Ofhy7vUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/XCxuDjkTRD4/s400/P%255BASSARO%2BINVASOR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629374731535498562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em um determinado momento faz-se a necessidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; de se abrirem as portas e janelas, deixando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; que os pássaros invadam o espírito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Ficamos assim mais leves, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menos no chão onde criamos raízes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Voamos então,  invadidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-4962663003987146532?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4962663003987146532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4962663003987146532' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4962663003987146532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4962663003987146532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/passaros-invasores.html' title='PÁSSAROS INVASORES'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6fih3btVBLU/Th-Ofhy7vUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/XCxuDjkTRD4/s72-c/P%255BASSARO%2BINVASOR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6135188200313303608</id><published>2011-07-14T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T17:36:45.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ECOS SOBRE PAPEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0Tq95H7X_s/Th-Lcv7oiPI/AAAAAAAABCI/1o-VSBTtafM/s1600/IMAGEM%2BNO%2BCAMINHO%2BAO%2BCAF%25C3%2589%2BRDZ.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0Tq95H7X_s/Th-Lcv7oiPI/AAAAAAAABCI/1o-VSBTtafM/s400/IMAGEM%2BNO%2BCAMINHO%2BAO%2BCAF%25C3%2589%2BRDZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629371385255594226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não sei bem sobre os sons das imagens, vozes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que flutuam no eco de um papel lavado, mãos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se seguram ao beiral ou à fina treliça do tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um suspiro sustenta o sopro que invade a sala,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por baixo da porta, flauta que conduz melodia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e some no vento, dentro, sentimento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-6135188200313303608?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6135188200313303608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6135188200313303608' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6135188200313303608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6135188200313303608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/ecos-sobre-papel.html' title='ECOS SOBRE PAPEL'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0Tq95H7X_s/Th-Lcv7oiPI/AAAAAAAABCI/1o-VSBTtafM/s72-c/IMAGEM%2BNO%2BCAMINHO%2BAO%2BCAF%25C3%2589%2BRDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5953042170745881378</id><published>2011-07-14T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T15:25:18.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O CONJUNTO DO ROSÁRIO II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qtLCUmQK-k/Th9sOaJH4qI/AAAAAAAABCA/LKRQueE1QAY/s1600/CONJUNTO%2BROSARIO%2Bcopy%2Bmenor.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qtLCUmQK-k/Th9sOaJH4qI/AAAAAAAABCA/LKRQueE1QAY/s400/CONJUNTO%2BROSARIO%2Bcopy%2Bmenor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629337054027965090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antigamente era feito no aerógrafo, uma pequena pistola de pintura que pulverizava a tinta, soprada por um compressor, sobre a fotografia. Era o chamado retoque americano e pouca gente trabalhava com isso. Hoje é tudo feito no computador, nos programas de tratamento de imagem, e muita coisa que se vê é bem provável que não exista mesmo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um amigo retrabalhou a foto do Conjunto do Rosário e retirou as "sujidades" da imagem. Isso retrata um pouco de um futuro, ou presente, bem próximo na cidade de Ouro Preto. Em Paraty, não se trafega de automóvel no centro histórico e mesmo as entregas são feitas em transportadores conduzidos pela força humana mesmo. Ah, mas Paraty é plana e não é muito grande. Pode ser uma desculpa mas o fato é que a sociedade hipócrita atual depende do automóvel para ir comprar uma caixa de fósforo na esquina. Se pudessem, os hóspedes de uma pousada no centro de uma cidade histórica iriam estacionar seus carros ao lado da cama e descer para o café motorizados, claro, com um manobrista para estacionar o veículo no refeitório.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com muito agrado recebi essa imagem do amigo Sérgio e faço votos para que em breve uma luz de bom senso decida banir de vez os automóveis dos centros históricos. Não vai fazer mal a ninguém andar um pouquinho e respirar o que a história fala do lado de fora de um carro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-5953042170745881378?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/5953042170745881378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=5953042170745881378' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5953042170745881378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5953042170745881378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-conjunto-do-rosario-ii.html' title='O CONJUNTO DO ROSÁRIO II'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qtLCUmQK-k/Th9sOaJH4qI/AAAAAAAABCA/LKRQueE1QAY/s72-c/CONJUNTO%2BROSARIO%2Bcopy%2Bmenor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2982621152077394795</id><published>2011-07-13T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T19:18:55.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O CONJUNTO DO ROSÁRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffHxBi5fv8A/Th5RkMGouOI/AAAAAAAABB4/AmWVUiW1V0w/s1600/CONJUNTO%2BROSARIO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffHxBi5fv8A/Th5RkMGouOI/AAAAAAAABB4/AmWVUiW1V0w/s400/CONJUNTO%2BROSARIO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629026266425899234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma das mais tradicionais fotografias de Ouro Preto, o conjunto de casas no Largo do Rosário, traduz muito bem a atmosfera que essa cidade carrega, impregnada de história e lendas, de um cheiro de conjuração e poesia misturados.&lt;div&gt;Lembrei-me dos traços daquele desenho que iniciei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E6rGi7GCAdY/Th5Rj6WaIgI/AAAAAAAABBw/qdtbEbCFs7I/s1600/ITACOLOMY.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E6rGi7GCAdY/Th5Rj6WaIgI/AAAAAAAABBw/qdtbEbCFs7I/s400/ITACOLOMY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629026261660213762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por trás, o Pico do Itacolomy, a tão sonhada referência para se achar o lugar do "ouro preto". Então surgiu ali a Vila Rica, desde o Padre Faria, passando por Antônio Dias, Ouro Preto e indo até as Cabeças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-2982621152077394795?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2982621152077394795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2982621152077394795' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2982621152077394795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2982621152077394795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-conjunto-do-rosario.html' title='O CONJUNTO DO ROSÁRIO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffHxBi5fv8A/Th5RkMGouOI/AAAAAAAABB4/AmWVUiW1V0w/s72-c/CONJUNTO%2BROSARIO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-3502476731673001295</id><published>2011-07-13T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T08:45:03.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O TRÍPTICO GANDARELA I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6I0WuR6neUw/Th5Cr1LkphI/AAAAAAAABBY/c1shGpuV2R0/s1600/GANDARELA%2BPRANCHA%2B1%2BREDZ.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6I0WuR6neUw/Th5Cr1LkphI/AAAAAAAABBY/c1shGpuV2R0/s400/GANDARELA%2BPRANCHA%2B1%2BREDZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629009905037125138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Serra do Gandarela está localizada no eixo principal da cadeia do Espinhaço. Passava muito por lá quando descia para o Caraça, lá pela "Espingarda Queimada", passando pelo  Vigário da Vara e a pequena Conceição do Rio Acima ou então subindo até o platô da Casa Nova e chegando ao Caraça pelo Campo de Fora. Lugar de onça grande.&lt;div&gt;Iniciei agora um desenho, um tríptico a grafite, composto de três pranchas, cada uma com 110 x 75 cm. Ainda está no início e a imagem acima é resultado desses últimos dois dias de trabalho. Em breve coloco mais novidades e imagens das outras pranchas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-3502476731673001295?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/3502476731673001295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=3502476731673001295' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3502476731673001295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3502476731673001295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-triptico-gandarela-1.html' title='O TRÍPTICO GANDARELA I'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6I0WuR6neUw/Th5Cr1LkphI/AAAAAAAABBY/c1shGpuV2R0/s72-c/GANDARELA%2BPRANCHA%2B1%2BREDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6201712581994405059</id><published>2011-07-06T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:01:30.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SERRA DA PIEDADE PRONTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-vnlxUswcuoY/ThUOvSdFKaI/AAAAAAAABA0/8w0PxBx6Za8/s1600/ITABERABA%25C3%2587U+BLOG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vnlxUswcuoY/ThUOvSdFKaI/AAAAAAAABA0/8w0PxBx6Za8/s400/ITABERABA%25C3%2587U+BLOG.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A imagem impressa da Itaberabaçu (Serra da Piedade, 1783 m de altitude, município de Caeté - MG).&amp;nbsp;A impressão final foi definida em sépia. A tiragem será de dez cópias numeradas de 1/10 a 10/10, no papel Hannermüller 300 g. &amp;nbsp;Tamanho da imagem: 13,8 x 18,2 cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8074150508102301440-6201712581994405059?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6201712581994405059/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6201712581994405059' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6201712581994405059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6201712581994405059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/serra-da-piedade-pronta.html' title='SERRA DA PIEDADE PRONTA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vnlxUswcuoY/ThUOvSdFKaI/AAAAAAAABA0/8w0PxBx6Za8/s72-c/ITABERABA%25C3%2587U+BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8280441661216376343</id><published>2011-07-04T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:02:39.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO PORTO AO PILAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeCC1a5L7BM/ThJvTy6a0gI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/nY2Cxw1pPY8/s1600/OURO%2BPRETO%2BLANTERNA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625681270414168578" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeCC1a5L7BM/ThJvTy6a0gI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/nY2Cxw1pPY8/s400/OURO%2BPRETO%2BLANTERNA.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aproveitando uma recente publicação do Pedra Sobre Pedra (blog do Edu Mattos com uma excelente abordagem da região da cidade do Porto - Portugal) coloco aqui um lampião que está bem próximo da entrada da Igreja Matriz do Pilar, em Ouro Preto. Na verdade tudo na cidade do Porto me lembrou muito Ouro Preto, São João Del Rei, Salvador, Paraty,... Uma coisa que me lembro com clareza eram as cores muito vivas nas casas à beira do Douro. Para conhecer um pouco mais das imagens do Porto, vale uma pequena visita no Pedra Sobre Pedra (na barra de endereços ao lado).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8074150508102301440-8280441661216376343?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8280441661216376343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8280441661216376343' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8280441661216376343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8280441661216376343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/do-porto-ao-pilar.html' title='DO PORTO AO PILAR'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeCC1a5L7BM/ThJvTy6a0gI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/nY2Cxw1pPY8/s72-c/OURO%2BPRETO%2BLANTERNA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2663253970251823719</id><published>2011-07-04T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T19:39:23.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REGISTRO DO FOLCLORE MINEIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4wZ9YH3ZSI/ThJrGXYCoXI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/2PZGYvB_lx4/s1600/Capa_Livro%2BMQF.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4wZ9YH3ZSI/ThJrGXYCoXI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/2PZGYvB_lx4/s400/Capa_Livro%2BMQF.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625676641637409138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No último dia 2 de julho foi lançado o livro&lt;i&gt; Festas de Minas - Mãos Que Fazem o Folclore&lt;/i&gt;, com produção e texto de Leonardo Sousa e fotos de Marcelo André. É uma interessante amostragem das festas e tradições folclóricas da região de Curvelo, com cores e imagens muito bem retratadas e reproduzidas em uma edição primorosa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Esse volume é o segundo da &lt;b&gt;Coleção Literária Tradição de Minas&lt;/b&gt; que prevê cinco volumes. O primeiro volume foi agora re-editado e enfoca o Mercado Central de Belo Horizonte que completa seus oitenta anos de fundação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Na seqüência uma visita aos tradicionais queijos mineiros, às águas termais de Araxá e um passeio de trem pelas montanhas de de Minas.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Maiores informações podem ser conseguidas no site www.leosousa.com.br&lt;br /&gt;&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/8074150508102301440-2663253970251823719?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2663253970251823719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2663253970251823719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-ultimo-dia-2-de-julho-foi-lancado-o.html' title='REGISTRO DO FOLCLORE MINEIRO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4wZ9YH3ZSI/ThJrGXYCoXI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/2PZGYvB_lx4/s72-c/Capa_Livro%2BMQF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4367907492140443736</id><published>2011-06-30T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T19:08:58.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INUTILIDADES GUARDADAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVPknGBk7H0/Tg0mKcieajI/AAAAAAAAA7w/0_RMKNZxDwU/s1600/O%2BESPA%25C3%2587O.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVPknGBk7H0/Tg0mKcieajI/AAAAAAAAA7w/0_RMKNZxDwU/s400/O%2BESPA%25C3%2587O.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624193470556957234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estava lá, naquela gaveta cheia de tralha. Tinha rolha velha, barbante, pilha usada, isqueiro sem pavio. Ah, mas alguém há de precisar um dia de alguma coisa aqui. Foi quando vi a fraca luz da lamparina de querosene. Uma mão começou a vascular daqui e dali até que nos pegou, nos colocou lado a lado e mediu, mais com a intuição do que com a régua. Saímos da gaveta e fomos para a máquina barulhenta. Encaixou-nos junto do eixo e rodou a chave. Apertou o quanto deu. Já era noite e a cada quilômetro parava para nos averiguar, só com o toque do dedo enluvado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chegou onde precisava e achou a quem nós substituímos bravamente. No dia seguinte rumou para casa carregando nos "guardados" da mochila uma porca velha, sem rosca já, e um miolo de rolamento. Hoje, ainda guardados com carinho, podemos contar essa história e deixar um dizer que a experiência ensina: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Quem guarda aquilo que não serve tem sempre o que precisa".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Essas duas peças me ajudaram a andar 45 km, no meio da noite, em direção a Conceição do Mato Dentro onde havia caído o espaçador do eixo traseiro de minha motocicleta, no reparo do pneu feito durante o todo o dia em que fiquei esperando na estrada. Lá conheci um garoto, uma garota e a avó deles que me ofereceu pouso e jantar (arroz, tomate, molho de mamão e três piabas pescadas no ribeirão). Hospitalidade e calor humano que só se encontra na simplicidade. Nunca vou esquecer daquela gente, daquela gaveta e da felicidade que senti ao encontrar essas duas peças. Hoje elas não estão engavetadas. Ficam ali na sala, no tacho de cobre (pouca coisa mais arrumado) e contam um pouco das histórias vividas na época da gaveta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No dia em que me mudar daqui terei que arrumar uma carreta para levar tantos guardados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-4367907492140443736?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4367907492140443736/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4367907492140443736' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4367907492140443736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4367907492140443736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/inutilidades-guardadas.html' title='INUTILIDADES GUARDADAS'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVPknGBk7H0/Tg0mKcieajI/AAAAAAAAA7w/0_RMKNZxDwU/s72-c/O%2BESPA%25C3%2587O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4539487957138739996</id><published>2011-06-24T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:18:07.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MULUNGU (Erythrina verna)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMIjCpDaD2w/TgSkvDMmFBI/AAAAAAAAA7o/0XrSQJXdf6k/s1600/MULUNGU%2B6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMIjCpDaD2w/TgSkvDMmFBI/AAAAAAAAA7o/0XrSQJXdf6k/s400/MULUNGU%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621799363084162066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "&gt;                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; " &gt;Lá está o Mulungu, desprovido de folhas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; " &gt;para quê se tem tanta flor vermelha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; " &gt;acesas quando o sol vem de trás, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; " &gt;e devem "brigar" com o colorido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; " &gt;do bico do tucano, do peito do bem-te-vi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; " &gt;Que bom ver o Mulungu florido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;e ali, mais adiante, um Ipê amarelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pois o rosa e o roxo já foram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;e o branco nem vi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mas corro para ver o Mulungu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Acalma só de olhar.&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/8074150508102301440-4539487957138739996?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4539487957138739996/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4539487957138739996' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4539487957138739996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4539487957138739996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/mulungu-erythrina-verna.html' title='MULUNGU (Erythrina verna)'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMIjCpDaD2w/TgSkvDMmFBI/AAAAAAAAA7o/0XrSQJXdf6k/s72-c/MULUNGU%2B6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6542824186233840704</id><published>2011-06-24T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T13:28:39.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JANELA NO ROSÁRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---T5NXighXY/ThIiUNUKBmI/AAAAAAAAA-4/PCKwK-oyRLM/s1600/OURO%2BPRETO%2BJANELA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---T5NXighXY/ThIiUNUKBmI/AAAAAAAAA-4/PCKwK-oyRLM/s400/OURO%2BPRETO%2BJANELA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625596615106102882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma janela em Ouro Preto. Uma manhã de inverno, de luz, ... Um sabiá cantando na gameleira e um cheirinho de feijão no fogo de lenha. "Bom dia" disse o dono da barbearia. Um bom dia para sentar e desenhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--m5tzCH5Yko/ThIhToSlfVI/AAAAAAAAA-w/-Zd-5YvPQdg/s1600/LARGO%2BDO%2BROS%25C3%2581RIO%2BOP.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--m5tzCH5Yko/ThIhToSlfVI/AAAAAAAAA-w/-Zd-5YvPQdg/s400/LARGO%2BDO%2BROS%25C3%2581RIO%2BOP.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625595505655774546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;São especiais esses dias de inverno em Ouro Preto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-6542824186233840704?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6542824186233840704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6542824186233840704' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6542824186233840704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6542824186233840704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/janela-no-rosario.html' title='JANELA NO ROSÁRIO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---T5NXighXY/ThIiUNUKBmI/AAAAAAAAA-4/PCKwK-oyRLM/s72-c/OURO%2BPRETO%2BJANELA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1508768538949789515</id><published>2011-06-19T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:18:34.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE STADIUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QizYRwZKuSE/Tf5acb1FFgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/eBPAfdslb-Q/s1600/THE%2BSTADIUM.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QizYRwZKuSE/Tf5acb1FFgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/eBPAfdslb-Q/s400/THE%2BSTADIUM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620028829558183426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is the stadium of my city. It will receive some rounds of the 2014 FIFA World Cup. I think I couldn't even watch the games from my window but sure I will hear all the crying from the crowd. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last week I noticed that the stadium was bigger than it ever was. Oh no, the stadium had its same height! Only the trees around it were cut down. I remembered the time people wanted to cut some trees off in the Park of Monza, in Italy, to modify the Race Track for the Formule 1. It was a caos!!! But not here as any park would grow up again in some 40 years or so. I think continuously about the trees that form the park at the University (just bellow the stadium). What a future they have...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;At least I didn't hear the sound of those trees falling down. At least not from my window.&lt;/i&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/8074150508102301440-1508768538949789515?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/1508768538949789515/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=1508768538949789515' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1508768538949789515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1508768538949789515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/stadium.html' title='THE STADIUM'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QizYRwZKuSE/Tf5acb1FFgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/eBPAfdslb-Q/s72-c/THE%2BSTADIUM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8139230445698823123</id><published>2011-06-19T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T13:02:26.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VONTADE DE VIVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5c48XIcDiM/Tf5UDzyViSI/AAAAAAAAA6o/fwmZZtM_u_U/s1600/O%2BDEFUNTO%2BE%2BO%2BFERRO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5c48XIcDiM/Tf5UDzyViSI/AAAAAAAAA6o/fwmZZtM_u_U/s400/O%2BDEFUNTO%2BE%2BO%2BFERRO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620021809422633250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZgy7tkG3M/Tf5UDZpvxbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/En6GRxBUTYs/s1600/O%2BDEFUNTO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZgy7tkG3M/Tf5UDZpvxbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/En6GRxBUTYs/s400/O%2BDEFUNTO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620021802407282098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lembro-me bem do dia em que essa raiz foi depositada no gramado da Escola, bem em frente aos ateliês de gravura. Estava totalmente seca. Pouco depois chegou um carregamento de ferro para a obra de ampliação do prédio. Foi tudo empilhado por cima daquele gigantesco tronco com um emaranhado de raízes (isso foi no ano passado, quando resolveram cortar uma boa quantidade de árvores para as obras na Av Antônio Abrão Caran). &lt;div&gt;Ficou ali, inerte como quando foi arrancada, esperando apenas que caísse um pouco de chuva. Pois é, agora está brotando. Algumas raízes teimosas insistiram no que poderia ser chamado de "vontade de viver" e acharam um jeitinho de dar vida novamente àquele monumento. Até que outra obra ponha fim a essa nova vida.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E0B0TkEpzKE/Tf5Saozl3vI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/th8M5o72OQU/s400/CLAIMING%2BFOR%2BLIFE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620020002588843762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8074150508102301440-8139230445698823123?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8139230445698823123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8139230445698823123' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8139230445698823123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8139230445698823123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/vontade-de-viver.html' title='VONTADE DE VIVER'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5c48XIcDiM/Tf5UDzyViSI/AAAAAAAAA6o/fwmZZtM_u_U/s72-c/O%2BDEFUNTO%2BE%2BO%2BFERRO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5697409190618292326</id><published>2011-06-19T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T08:36:32.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"COM PÉ COM CABEÇA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... Se faltar-nos um respiro há espaço para mais uma súplica, uma nota de rodapé ao fim da página. Caminhemos contra o tempo, oremos juntos aquela oração".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morgan da Motta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGH4NxqzhFM/Tf4EECbvEII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BGWork4x0ik/s1600/Convite+Com+p%C3%A9+com+cabe%C3%A7a+-+Frente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619933852424147074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGH4NxqzhFM/Tf4EECbvEII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BGWork4x0ik/s400/Convite%2BCom%2Bp%25C3%25A9%2Bcom%2Bcabe%25C3%25A7a%2B-%2BFrente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das mais bem cuidadas exposições que já vi nos últimos tempos. O grupo Coletivo A4, formado por Eduardo Rosa, Fábio Belotte, Renato Lopes, Sérgio Barros e Tales Sabará mostra toda a força e presneça nos trabalhos desenvolvidos em cima de um tema significativo para a existência, os milagres, as promessas, as devoções e os anseios que circulam no interior das salas de ex-votos espalhadas por todo Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;A mostra fica no Espaço Cultural da Cemig - Galeria de Arte (Av Barbacena, em Belo Horizonte) até o dia 7 de julho e vale uma visita com uma observação atenta e meticulosa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-5697409190618292326?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5697409190618292326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5697409190618292326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/com-pe-com-cabeca.html' title='&quot;COM PÉ COM CABEÇA&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGH4NxqzhFM/Tf4EECbvEII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BGWork4x0ik/s72-c/Convite%2BCom%2Bp%25C3%25A9%2Bcom%2Bcabe%25C3%25A7a%2B-%2BFrente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-7336033019245161162</id><published>2011-06-18T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:44:25.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ASSOMBRAÇÃO DOS DESPERTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGCnsjVQl4Q/Tf1r_rKfdwI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/5S-3f-m4CDM/s1600/BLOGESTUDO%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGCnsjVQl4Q/Tf1r_rKfdwI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/5S-3f-m4CDM/s400/BLOGESTUDO%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619766651690907394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tendo de optar entre criar uma acusação e criar uma decoração, Jonas teria provavelmente preferido a acusação. Tal como a maioria dos artistas, o que ele queria de fato era balançar os corações lânguidos de seus ouvintes, tocá-los, despertar neles algo vagamente conhecido e, contudo, de todo misterioso, perturbar seus sonhos e assombrar suas horas despertas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;MANGUEL, Alberto. &lt;i&gt;No Bosque do Espelho. &lt;/i&gt;Companhia das Letras: São Paulo, 2000, p. 260&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O texto acima faz parte da rápida apresentação que fiz na defesa do meu TCC em pintura na Escola de Belas Artes. Em breve publico o trabalho no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://armadillisinaturalis.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://armadillisinaturalis.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, uma visão particular da sociedade hipócrita na qual vivemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/8074150508102301440-7336033019245161162?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7336033019245161162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7336033019245161162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-despertar-sem-adormecer.html' title='ASSOMBRAÇÃO DOS DESPERTOS'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGCnsjVQl4Q/Tf1r_rKfdwI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/5S-3f-m4CDM/s72-c/BLOGESTUDO%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6768277704427428964</id><published>2011-06-18T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:24:47.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engraving'/><title type='text'>A ITABERABAÇU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheguei finalmente a uma prova interessante da gravura da Serra da Piedade. Preciso ainda acertar alguns pequenos pontos e talvez clarear um pouco a parte superior da imagem. Um fator importante na hora da impressão é a limpeza da chapa. Aí eu consigo definir um pouco mais, ou menos, a intensidade da tinta que será passada para o papel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O interessante na gravura é que a cada momento surge um "pedido" diferente da chapa (matriz). Já tinha decidido fazer uma nova chapa para a impressão do primeiro plano mas acabei preparando e trabalhando na mesma chapa e o resultado ficou bom, acredito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUBiin2pzqo/Tf4YS9xmGbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/J_jarRFvipY/s400/PIEDADE%2BGRAVA%25C3%2587%25C3%2583O.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619956099104250290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2wNJuEU3v0/Tf4YSvoLfdI/AAAAAAAAA5g/UBx_5suys2M/s400/PIEDADE%2B%25C3%2581RVORE_0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619956095306661330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MxJmUIuHTv4/Tf4YS3YylEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/a24WRhTW0MM/s400/PIEDADE%2BAPLICA%25C3%2587%25C3%2583O%2BDE%2BC%25C3%258ARA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619956097389597762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nesse processo, depois de redefinir toda a gravação do segundo plano, apliquei novamente a cera para trabalhar a &lt;i&gt;água forte&lt;/i&gt; nos elementos que fazem parte do primeiro plano. Essa cera é aplicada como proteção para a corrosão que vai acontecer somente nas linhas riscadas com a ponta seca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zSdUWSFjXU/Tf4ZR2so-sI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Gwqk-UrECoU/s400/PIEDADE%2B%25C3%2581RVORE_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619957179536177858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--CBp3Sk5-ds/Tf4ZSa0SxSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/sEB9UO84tvY/s400/PIEDADE%2B%25C3%2581RVORE_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619957189231953186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbyLE2JHhGo/Tf4ZRj5EReI/AAAAAAAAA54/B11HfgjSjpo/s400/PIEDADE%2B%25C3%2581RVORE_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619957174488024546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Em algumas partes utilizei a incisão direta com a ponta sêca. sobreposta à água forte e vice-versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkPzqSrWfro/Tf4aWbqKYWI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lfLLfPVpfJ8/s400/PIEDADE%2BINCIS%25C3%2583O%2BDIRETA%2BCOM%2BPONTA%2BS%25C3%258ACA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619958357689000290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;A prova foi feita em uma tonalidade de sépia que deve clarear um pouco. Acho que o registro foi muito interessante para o início de uma série que pretendo fazer na gravura, talvez buscando um momento no passado quando vi pela primeira vez uma grande montanha, a Itaberabaçu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-STQJnpDqs/Tf1YXYrsxPI/AAAAAAAAA44/-O8NP7EI9r0/s1600/PROVA%2B15-06-011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-STQJnpDqs/Tf1YXYrsxPI/AAAAAAAAA44/-O8NP7EI9r0/s400/PROVA%2B15-06-011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619745068814222578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-6768277704427428964?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6768277704427428964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6768277704427428964' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6768277704427428964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6768277704427428964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/piedade-em-prova.html' title='A ITABERABAÇU'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUBiin2pzqo/Tf4YS9xmGbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/J_jarRFvipY/s72-c/PIEDADE%2BGRAVA%25C3%2587%25C3%2583O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8506492664034822245</id><published>2011-06-13T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T13:03:02.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIXO URBANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SG_PiYmYik/TfaeIt-mdCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ATQe4iJwcJw/s1600/LIXO%2BURBANO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SG_PiYmYik/TfaeIt-mdCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ATQe4iJwcJw/s400/LIXO%2BURBANO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617851457809576994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora não tem mais sacolinha da mercearia pra colocar o lixo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antes também não tinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora tenho que comprar saco pra colocar o lixo, que é pouco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antes não tinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O lixeiro vai levar o saco plástico de lixo, mesmo plástico da sacolinha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vai pro mesmo buraco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não tem jeito. Alguém vai é ficar rico de tanto vender saco, pois o lixo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é muito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi trocar sacolinha por saco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-8506492664034822245?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8506492664034822245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8506492664034822245' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8506492664034822245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8506492664034822245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/lixo-urbano.html' title='LIXO URBANO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SG_PiYmYik/TfaeIt-mdCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ATQe4iJwcJw/s72-c/LIXO%2BURBANO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-635553314176668055</id><published>2011-06-11T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:51:50.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O VIZINHO NICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Essa daqui é a gata. Margaret Mee ela chama. Fazem cinco anos e meio que escutei um miado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fofEg5uzjNA/TfO_t2qXHkI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Bp0ZijLKIDw/s1600/THE%2BWORLD%2BUP%2BSIDE%2BDOWN.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fofEg5uzjNA/TfO_t2qXHkI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Bp0ZijLKIDw/s400/THE%2BWORLD%2BUP%2BSIDE%2BDOWN.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617043954749349442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ops, que foi isso..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;O mundo parecia querer virar de cabeça para baixo. Eu não podia acreditar no que ouvia. Não era daqui de dentro que vinha esse miado. Ah, com certeza foi um miado mas todo mundo da casa tava quietinho (talvez escutando atentamente a um miado). Um gato!!!! Claro, miados vêm de gatos. Mas o que fazer com um miado que está lá fora. Pensei nos dois moribundos que socorri no ano passado. Mas esse miado não tinha nada de moribundo. Era um miado esganiçado, faminto, querendo dizer &lt;i&gt;"Maaanhêêêêêê"&lt;/i&gt; ao invés de miau. Bom, não teve outro jeito. Desci com comida e disposição para encarar novamente um miado e encaminhá-lo a alguém que pudesse e quisesse ter um miado em casa. Estava lá mesmo. Era um miado. Uns quatro meses. Não correu. Só miava. Na primeira mão de ração o miado calou. Na segunda foi quietinho para debaixo da escada e dormiu.&lt;div&gt;Na hora do meu almoço desci para o restaurante vizinho aqui de casa, conversei com o proprietário e arrumei uma casa para o miado. O miado ganhou um nome: Nick. O miado também passou a não ser mais miado. Passou a ser o Nick vizinho. Agora ele tem um pé de jabuticaba para subir. Tem até uma companheira poodle para brincar. Nick agora tem uma casa e gente que gosta dele. Fui visitá-lo agora e bati essa foto (abaixo). Nick agora não é mais um miado qualquer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJYcwKRrGXA/TfO_j5xtV6I/AAAAAAAAA4g/eIxVqlGob_Y/s1600/NICK%2BTHE%2BCAT%2527.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJYcwKRrGXA/TfO_j5xtV6I/AAAAAAAAA4g/eIxVqlGob_Y/s400/NICK%2BTHE%2BCAT%2527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617043783786780578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8074150508102301440-635553314176668055?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/635553314176668055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=635553314176668055' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/635553314176668055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/635553314176668055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-vizinho-nick.html' title='O VIZINHO NICK'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fofEg5uzjNA/TfO_t2qXHkI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Bp0ZijLKIDw/s72-c/THE%2BWORLD%2BUP%2BSIDE%2BDOWN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5309987505171507722</id><published>2011-06-10T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:56:17.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O JOGO DO MARRETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GobZmqYJfvM/TfK8U219jTI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/MEapa3TWYMw/s1600/JOGO%2BDO%2BMARRETA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GobZmqYJfvM/TfK8U219jTI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/MEapa3TWYMw/s400/JOGO%2BDO%2BMARRETA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616758751789681970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vale à pena jogar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pode roubar, pode trapacear, pode blefar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pode ganhar, ou perder. Meio a meio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas no jogo, quem dá as cartas é o Marreta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bola da vez é a vermelha. Igual o nariz do Marreta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-5309987505171507722?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5309987505171507722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5309987505171507722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-jogo-do-marreta.html' title='O JOGO DO MARRETA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GobZmqYJfvM/TfK8U219jTI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/MEapa3TWYMw/s72-c/JOGO%2BDO%2BMARRETA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1896006054511767246</id><published>2011-06-10T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:43:50.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É PODA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhfoSfMcy_0/TfKuJIGSJFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Hkh5PL8enC4/s1600/MINHA%2BJANELA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhfoSfMcy_0/TfKuJIGSJFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Hkh5PL8enC4/s400/MINHA%2BJANELA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616743157100323922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r0oQEjmX8xM/TfKuIwiCncI/AAAAAAAAA4A/13sw0D_AYMo/s1600/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BPR%25C3%2593XIMA%2BTEMPORADA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r0oQEjmX8xM/TfKuIwiCncI/AAAAAAAAA4A/13sw0D_AYMo/s400/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BPR%25C3%2593XIMA%2BTEMPORADA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616743150774296002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Hoje foi um dia cinzento para mim, não pelo escondido colorido, não pelas cinzas de um vulcão distante. Cinzento pelo som que me incomodou durante alguns minutos na manhã. Nem me deram tempo para correr.  E em alguns minutos estava no chão. Me lembro que me colocaram aqui para que outra fosse removida do lugar e ela só iria depois que eu estivesse estabelecida. Aí chegaram os caras com a serra de motor barulhento. Dizem que tem uma "autoridade" no assunto para acompanhar a ação. Sim, eu o vi, paralisando o trânsito dos carros enquanto eu tombava. Foi de uma vez só. Caí estendida de um lado a outro da rua. Me arrastaram e trataram de me reduzir para que eu coubesse dentro do caminhão."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3XY9hxO6Xs4/TfKuJges3II/AAAAAAAAA4Q/UVHOIwxo8oM/s400/A%2B%2527PODA%2527_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616743163645189250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aconteceu na porta da minha casa, há um ano e pouco. Vieram depois de uns sete meses e colocaram lá uma quaresmeira, com uns dois metros de altura. A outra tinha doze, ou quinze. Foram juntos três filhotes de sabiá. Na porta da casa de um amigo foi diferente: ele saiu pela manhã e quando voltou no final da tarde não havia mais a árvore da sua janela. Não havia mais os micos que lhe vinham pedir banana todos os dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Deixo aqui uma dúvida que remeto à conservação do &lt;i&gt;meio ambiente&lt;/i&gt; como lugar onde vivemos, não só o "santuário intocável" protegido por leis, mas como também a porta da nossa casa. Recentemente uma fatalidade determinou que uma boa quantidade das árvores de um parque da minha cidade &lt;/span&gt;(tombado como patrimônio municipal) fossem sacrificadas pois poderiam causar danos à população que passa por lá. Mas e os danos causados pelos acidentes automobilísticos. Se fossemos olhar pelo mesmo lado, deveriam então eliminar muitos automóveis desse nosso ambiente urbano. Mas não, não o automóvel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Árvores prejudicam a vida nas grandes cidade&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Devem ser podadas&lt;/i&gt; (não muito bem podadas - observe atentamente a forma das aleijadas que restaram. As que caíram o fizeram por desequilíbrio) &lt;i&gt;para não atrapalharem as linhas de energia. Devem ser cortadas para não causarem acidentes &lt;/i&gt;(até mesmo para não sujarem as calçadas ou atrapalharem a vista).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Daqui um tempo elas estarão grandes, crescidas, estabelecidas. Daqui um tempo outro grupo com serras barulhentas. Daqui um tempo um tempo só de arbustos e gramados na urbe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Um abraço a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Paulo "Fiote"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PS: novas árvores serão plantadas em torno do estádio de futebol. Daqui um bom número de anos elas darão sombra como as que existiam lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Por favor, ao deixar um comentário faça sua identificação. Não se esconda no anonimato urbano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8074150508102301440-1896006054511767246?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/1896006054511767246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=1896006054511767246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1896006054511767246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1896006054511767246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-poda.html' title='É PODA!'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhfoSfMcy_0/TfKuJIGSJFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Hkh5PL8enC4/s72-c/MINHA%2BJANELA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5894110514799341985</id><published>2011-06-10T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T16:43:37.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PIEDADE AINDA QUE TARDIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypb1GSr38xA/TfKrfItGKdI/AAAAAAAAA34/CkKg7PHbE5A/s1600/DEPOIS+DO+BETUME+REDZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616740236685355474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypb1GSr38xA/TfKrfItGKdI/AAAAAAAAA34/CkKg7PHbE5A/s400/DEPOIS%2BDO%2BBETUME%2BREDZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois de quebrar a cabeça com a história do espelho (ainda explico) resolvi retrabalhar o perfil da Serra. Fiz um novo polimento na chapa, mesmo com resquícios do &lt;em&gt;lavie&lt;/em&gt; já existente, e apliquei betume com o aerógrafo. Então fiz uma nova corrosão e cheguei a uma massa mais iniforme que comecei a trabalhar com o brunidor e com a água forte, acentuando alguns detalhes da Serra e também iniciando a construção do primeiro plano. Acho que uma das coisas interessantes da gravura é essa experimentação, pelo menos nessa fase de aprendizado que estou vivendo. Uma coisa já defini sobre o trabalho: vai ter duas chapas para impressão e cores diferentes em cada uma, cuidando para que o primeiro plano fique mais forte que o fundo. Ah, mas isso ainda vai render algumas boas horas de trabalho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-5894110514799341985?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/5894110514799341985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=5894110514799341985' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5894110514799341985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5894110514799341985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/piedade-ainda-que-tardia.html' title='PIEDADE AINDA QUE TARDIA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypb1GSr38xA/TfKrfItGKdI/AAAAAAAAA34/CkKg7PHbE5A/s72-c/DEPOIS%2BDO%2BBETUME%2BREDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1407179034803449763</id><published>2011-06-08T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T16:50:00.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UM BELO GATO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOeJSdB550E/TfA6uzQPqvI/AAAAAAAAA3w/jffxN_qDedk/s1600/Lisa-Gerrard-Bruce-Magilton-5401660.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOeJSdB550E/TfA6uzQPqvI/AAAAAAAAA3w/jffxN_qDedk/s400/Lisa-Gerrard-Bruce-Magilton-5401660.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616053311037745906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou Gata, não sei. Talvez se escutar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://youtu.be/RJRsWErKCxA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Namastê&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-1407179034803449763?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1407179034803449763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1407179034803449763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/um-belo-gato-ou-gata.html' title='UM BELO GATO.'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOeJSdB550E/TfA6uzQPqvI/AAAAAAAAA3w/jffxN_qDedk/s72-c/Lisa-Gerrard-Bruce-Magilton-5401660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2172095156736324808</id><published>2011-06-06T07:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:00:41.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Armadillis inaturalis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2A66DrpmTXU/TezonVAjEdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/XKib0S2uzkA/s1600/00%2BArmadillis%2Binaturalis%2BCapa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2A66DrpmTXU/TezonVAjEdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/XKib0S2uzkA/s400/00%2BArmadillis%2Binaturalis%2BCapa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615118597776150994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prezados Amigos, acabo de abrir um novo endereço, o &lt;a href="http://armadillisinaturalis.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://armadillisinaturalis.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, onde colocarei na íntegra o meu Trabalho de Conclusão de Curso (TCC). Em breve acabo a formatação para esta publicação.&lt;div&gt;Abraços.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paulo Fiote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-2172095156736324808?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2172095156736324808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2172095156736324808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/armadillis-inaturalis.html' title='Armadillis inaturalis'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2A66DrpmTXU/TezonVAjEdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/XKib0S2uzkA/s72-c/00%2BArmadillis%2Binaturalis%2BCapa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2068880289664831972</id><published>2011-06-06T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T06:19:44.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD CAN DANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ueH_jqqRcDY/TezTT4OFGNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/cx69jFA0BzA/s1600/dcd.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ueH_jqqRcDY/TezTT4OFGNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/cx69jFA0BzA/s400/dcd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615095173886580946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O Dead Can Dance é uma banda Australiana, formada em 1981 por Brendan Perry, Simon Monroe e Paul Erikson. Pouco depois de sua formação Lisa Gerard se juntou ao grupo e sua voz juntamente com a de Brendan, aliadas a um estilo musical muito próprio, marcaram a existência da banda por 17 anos. Os diversos interesses e caminhos levaram os integrantes a buscarem suas carreiras solo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lisa Gerard realizou trilhas para filmes como &lt;i&gt;The Insider &lt;/i&gt;(http://youtu.be/1aY-PkrVsn0), &lt;i&gt;Gladiator &lt;/i&gt;(http://youtu.be/XnPzR1-Dp2c) e &lt;i&gt;Whale Rider&lt;/i&gt;(http://youtu.be/yonNVO1vrH0), entre outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A discografia do Dead Can Dance é vasta e cada album possui uma característica diferente, seja na composição ou relação temporal. É possível perceber isso não só nas músicas mas também nas capas. Aprecio todos eles mas tenho uma certa preferência pelo Within The Realm of a Dying Sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYbE8HFG0iM/TezTUaHINbI/AAAAAAAAA3U/1DMdO6qO5dw/s400/Dead-Can-Dance-Within-The-Realm-452852.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615095182984230322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:Verdana; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#333333;mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:JA;mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-2068880289664831972?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2068880289664831972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2068880289664831972' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2068880289664831972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2068880289664831972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/dead-can-dance.html' title='DEAD CAN DANCE'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ueH_jqqRcDY/TezTT4OFGNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/cx69jFA0BzA/s72-c/dcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2721367065462646856</id><published>2011-06-05T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:01:37.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPO FELIZ - PA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HNGyPz9IMU/TewgozqQh0I/AAAAAAAAA28/hv8YgBtrb2c/s1600/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2B-%2BPA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HNGyPz9IMU/TewgozqQh0I/AAAAAAAAA28/hv8YgBtrb2c/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2B-%2BPA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614898720858474306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Esta foi definida como PA (Prova do Artista) depois de trabalhar mais na matriz e escurecer com &lt;i&gt;água forte &lt;/i&gt;o fundo logo atrás do carro, à esquerda na imagem. Agora é partir para a impressão, a tiragem, das cópias. Ao todo serão 10 cópias numeradas de 01/10 a 10/10. Uma delas será enviada ao piloto Nino Vacarella em Palermo na Itália.&lt;div&gt;A matriz de &lt;i&gt;Campo Feliz&lt;/i&gt; serviu como corpo de prova para uma série de recursos utilizados na gravura em metal. Utilizei a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;maneira negra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; como ponto de partida e depois trabalhei intensamente com a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;água forte&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; mas também utilizei recursos da &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;incisão direta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; com a ponta seca e do&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;lavie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; com o ácido nítrico, isolamentos com betume ou cera de abelha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tinta é Charbonnel (preto + azul) e o papel utilizado é o Hannermühller 300 g e o formato é 14 x 20 cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-2721367065462646856?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2721367065462646856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2721367065462646856' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2721367065462646856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2721367065462646856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/campo-feliz-pa.html' title='CAMPO FELIZ - PA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HNGyPz9IMU/TewgozqQh0I/AAAAAAAAA28/hv8YgBtrb2c/s72-c/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2B-%2BPA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6442783491809944623</id><published>2011-06-03T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T08:00:51.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A HISTÓRIA DO "MARRETA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtIxpGxaZGc/Tejv4SmMUpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/AvF_qxi7Na8/s1600/O%2BMARRETA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtIxpGxaZGc/Tejv4SmMUpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/AvF_qxi7Na8/s400/O%2BMARRETA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614000685861065362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Esse aí em cima é o "Marreta". Um cara por excelência diferente de todos que já conheci. Sua história é, no mínimo, curiosa. Quando era criança venceu um concurso de briga de bode na sua cidade natal. Desde aquela época ganhou o apelido de "Cabeça Dura" mas foi mesmo trabalhando no circo que ficou conhecido como "Marreta". Nunca foi o Palhaço. Nem o trapezista, nem o equilibrista, nem o domador de leões. Ele é que batia todas as estacas para esticar a lona (vê-se bem o motivo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Um dos seus passatempos prediletos é colecionar fiapo de bolso, tendo mais de 50.000 tipos diferentes, catalogados e distribuídos em caixas de acordo com a cor, o tipo de tecido e até o intervalo de tempo entre a lavagem da roupa e o momento em que o fiapo foi retirado do bolso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mas o "Marreta" vai seguindo seu caminho, seguindo o circo para onde ele for, sentado atrás do picadeiro enquanto o Palhaço diverte o público.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Obs: qualquer semelhança com imagens e fatos da vida real é mera coincidência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jYftvjbMVfA/Tej2dXjr87I/AAAAAAAAA2k/JEcvShiDI68/s400/O%2BMARRETA%2BAZUL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614007919917659058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-6442783491809944623?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6442783491809944623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6442783491809944623' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6442783491809944623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6442783491809944623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/06/historia-do-marreta.html' title='A HISTÓRIA DO &quot;MARRETA&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtIxpGxaZGc/Tejv4SmMUpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/AvF_qxi7Na8/s72-c/O%2BMARRETA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-5163078401341933809</id><published>2011-05-31T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:03:14.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PIEDADE "ATRAVÉS DO ESPELHO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-umhrDEFPV_I/TeWmVHCalaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/x18cf1I59W8/s1600/novo-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-umhrDEFPV_I/TeWmVHCalaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/x18cf1I59W8/s400/novo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613075392183834018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É mesmo preciso romper com os conceitos, aqueles adquiridos com o tempo, com a experiência. Eles te dominam e te dão uma confiança que deve ser questionada, sempre. O tempo e a evolução buscada te mostram o quanto a flexibilidade deve ser utilizada para que o espelho não se desfaça em pedaços. Só assim a imagem imaginada vira realidade. Só com um profundo uso do espelho se pode chegar ao seu interior, ao outro lado da realidade.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-5163078401341933809?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/5163078401341933809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=5163078401341933809' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5163078401341933809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/5163078401341933809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/piedade-atraves-do-espelho.html' title='PIEDADE &quot;ATRAVÉS DO ESPELHO&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-umhrDEFPV_I/TeWmVHCalaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/x18cf1I59W8/s72-c/novo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6863999635855353579</id><published>2011-05-29T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:02:52.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RATO-EYRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Esse trabalho foi um dos primeiros a ser feito dentro da série de "armadilhas" que desenvolvi durante a minha graduação em Pintura. A idéia da ratoeira vinha já na cabeça quando um comentário de um professor trouxe à tona a palavra "armadilha". De uma certa forma ela sintetizaria todo o conjunto de idéias que eu estava por desenvolver nos ateliês de pintura. Surgiria um pouco mais tarde então, o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Armadillis inaturalis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; que durante mais dois anos e meios ganharia forma e conteúdo até se transformar na minha monografia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M54ZayPoWg0/TeLDWiS5IoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/x4zWxTwKTK0/s1600/RATO-EYRA_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M54ZayPoWg0/TeLDWiS5IoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/x4zWxTwKTK0/s400/RATO-EYRA_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612262877587645058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;As imagens não conseguem apresentar de uma forma verdadeira o que é a realidade das cores que estão aplicadas aos dois painéis. No primeiro o fundo amarelo limão faz um forte contra-ponto com o violeta aplicado à ratoeira (aconselha-se ao observador não colocar a mão pois ela está armada), tendo como isca uma moeda de 1 Real. O consumo proposto como uma armadilha criada pela sociedade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HsK3ZjNoGwE/TeLDWmy8o1I/AAAAAAAAA14/bkC7vWv0PMo/s400/RATO-EYRA_1%2BDET.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612262878795834194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Um outro grande chamariz (isca) para o consumo atual é sem dúvida o automóvel. Todo o tipo de vantagens e facilidades são oferecidas para se comprar um carro novo. Fico cada vez mais alarmado com o grande número de carros nas ruas. Reparem numa coisa: quantas obras estão sendo feitas na cidade e quantas dessas obras têm como objetivo principal melhorar o trânsito nos horários de pico, quantos carros são emplacados por dia e quantos dias leva para cada obra dessas ficarem prontas. Esse "caos" parece não ter fim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;No caso desse trabalho, a isca colocada na ratoeira não poderia deixar de ser um automóvel símbolo da sofisticação, luxo, esportividade e status. É claro que mesmo a miniatura foi bem escolhida e de qualidade incontestável entre os que conhecem de miniaturas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDvChzvb7Ks/TeLDWx-PHzI/AAAAAAAAA2A/k4aMWflb0pU/s400/RATO-EYRA_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612262881795972914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbLr8cx5gFw/TeLDW6XIodI/AAAAAAAAA2I/At4DZIfiRmk/s400/RATO-EYRA_2%2BDET.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612262884047888850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Esses dois trabalhos fazem parte do díptico Rato-Eyras e foram feitos em 2008, utilizando painel de MDF revestido e preparado com latex, tinta a óleo e acrílica, colagem de objetos e modelagem, com formato final de 80 x 31 cm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8074150508102301440-6863999635855353579?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6863999635855353579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6863999635855353579' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6863999635855353579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6863999635855353579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/rato-eyras.html' title='RATO-EYRAS'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M54ZayPoWg0/TeLDWiS5IoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/x4zWxTwKTK0/s72-c/RATO-EYRA_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4979864301608954362</id><published>2011-05-28T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:58:02.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LULLABY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Um poema de William Blake:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBak9AonCkI/TeEyohVOpiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/yx6hB9QM7Hk/s1600/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BBLOGCREP%25C3%259ASCULO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBak9AonCkI/TeEyohVOpiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/yx6hB9QM7Hk/s400/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BBLOGCREP%25C3%259ASCULO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611822282403915298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O for a voice like thunder, and a tongue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To drown the throat of war! - When the senses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are shaken, and the soul is driven to madness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who can stand. When the souls of the oppressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fight in the troulbled air that rages, who can stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lL4JtwF_VDk/TeEyoPMEfwI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/kQhVwGvSoDE/s1600/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BQUIXOTE%2BC%25C3%2589U.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lL4JtwF_VDk/TeEyoPMEfwI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/kQhVwGvSoDE/s400/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BQUIXOTE%2BC%25C3%2589U.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611822277533662978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the whirlwind of fury comes from the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Throne of God, when the frowns of his countenance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drive the nations together, who can stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When sin claps his broad wings over the battle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sails rejoicing in the flood of Death;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When souls are torn to everlasting fire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And friends of Hell rejoice upon the slain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YMGcZkoKok/TeEyoNfjtrI/AAAAAAAAA1I/A2yi2aAbDNw/s1600/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BA%2BWIND%2527S%2BDAY.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YMGcZkoKok/TeEyoNfjtrI/AAAAAAAAA1I/A2yi2aAbDNw/s400/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BA%2BWIND%2527S%2BDAY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611822277078529714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O who can stand. O who can cause this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who can answer at the Throne of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Kings and Nobles of the Land have done it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hear it or not, Heaven, thy Ministers have done it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Retirado do CD &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ELEMENTAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;de Loreena McKennitt. Mercece ser ouvido também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-4979864301608954362?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4979864301608954362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4979864301608954362' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4979864301608954362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4979864301608954362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/lullaby.html' title='LULLABY'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBak9AonCkI/TeEyohVOpiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/yx6hB9QM7Hk/s72-c/MINHA%2BJANELA%2BBLOGCREP%25C3%259ASCULO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-3463833720608032103</id><published>2011-05-23T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:16:03.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O VENTO QUE VEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMtHYdoB-Wk/Tdru69HJXyI/AAAAAAAAA04/5UmyPmBXeq0/s1600/UMA%2BMANH%25C3%2583.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMtHYdoB-Wk/Tdru69HJXyI/AAAAAAAAA04/5UmyPmBXeq0/s400/UMA%2BMANH%25C3%2583.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610058982447734562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sem a menor cerimônia, sem a menor parcimônia. Vai na serra, faz a volta e vem, trazendo nuvem, trazendo poeira, trazendo seu som de correria. Pipa não fica na linha, tesourinha voa sem sair do lugar. Cabelo arrumado nem pensar. Até peixe quando salta cai em outro lugar. No sombrio da noite, entra pelo telhado a assoviar. É assim o vento na Lapinha, da Serra, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ou em qualquer outro sonhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-3463833720608032103?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/3463833720608032103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=3463833720608032103' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3463833720608032103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3463833720608032103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-vento-que-vem.html' title='O VENTO QUE VEM'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMtHYdoB-Wk/Tdru69HJXyI/AAAAAAAAA04/5UmyPmBXeq0/s72-c/UMA%2BMANH%25C3%2583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2027140035971196644</id><published>2011-05-23T16:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T16:29:02.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PIEDADE II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NzcUD_l4_64/Tdrq6md4e1I/AAAAAAAAA0w/4oS-3Pha4TY/s1600/CHAPA%2BPIEDADE%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NzcUD_l4_64/Tdrq6md4e1I/AAAAAAAAA0w/4oS-3Pha4TY/s400/CHAPA%2BPIEDADE%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610054578322570066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resolvi realmente trabalhar em uma série de gravuras da Serra da Piedade. Vou fazer algumas excursões para conseguir novas imagens. A primeira vou buscar a própria imagem que já trabalhei na aquarela, não a foto, mas a própria pintura que fiz. Fiquei um pouco inclinado a fazê-la no mesmo tamanho, principalmente depois de ver algumas gravuras excelentes do Prof. Clébio Maduro. Mas acho que é preciso entender um pouco mais do processo e depois vou partir para os formatos maiores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nas duas fotos eu procurei mostrar o quanto trabalhei na preparação da chapa (latão 19), deixando-a o mais espelhada possível para conseguir o branco limpo do papel. É claro que talvez não precisasse utilizar tantos grãos diferentes de lixa mas fui do 320 até o 2.500, finalizando com um polimento com massa número 2 e polidor para puxar o brilho (tudo isso vem do meu conhecimento dos materiais de re-pintura automotiva pois o padrão na escola vai até o grão 800 de lixa, no máximo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFo0fVh2Yus/Tdrq6drXNpI/AAAAAAAAA0o/WCnrk3TiBKI/s1600/CHAPA%2BPIEDADE%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFo0fVh2Yus/Tdrq6drXNpI/AAAAAAAAA0o/WCnrk3TiBKI/s400/CHAPA%2BPIEDADE%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610054575963190930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acho que ficou como eu queria.&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/8074150508102301440-2027140035971196644?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2027140035971196644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2027140035971196644' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2027140035971196644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2027140035971196644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/piedade-ii.html' title='PIEDADE II'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NzcUD_l4_64/Tdrq6md4e1I/AAAAAAAAA0w/4oS-3Pha4TY/s72-c/CHAPA%2BPIEDADE%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1577594709799077971</id><published>2011-05-23T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:24:11.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPO FELIZ - QUASE LÁ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Depois de fazer várias provas de estado (PE) e decidir por interferências com &lt;i&gt;água forte &lt;/i&gt;(um outro processo da gravura em metal) cheguei a um resultado quase que satisfatório. A chapa foi bastante manuseada e utilizada para impressão das provas e por isso dei uma reforçada também nas partes escuras que haviam sido gravadas apenas com o carborundum da &lt;i&gt;maneira negra.&lt;/i&gt; A foto abaixo mostra algumas das alterações. Os detalhes finais já foram acrescidos e em breve já posso mostrar uma cópia definitiva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ynH1FDtbToM/TdrnQQ1NFRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tLsV9rewIp0/s1600/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2BMATRIZ_RETRABALHADA.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ynH1FDtbToM/TdrnQQ1NFRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tLsV9rewIp0/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2BMATRIZ_RETRABALHADA.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610050552425420050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa imagem mostra uma das últimas provas feitas. Ainda achei que deveria trabalhar mais nos vultos por trás do carro à esquerda, soltando mais o primeiro plano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J0f7CWf7YWU/TdrnPLzOy0I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/YFkkzTenlIs/s1600/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2BPA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J0f7CWf7YWU/TdrnPLzOy0I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/YFkkzTenlIs/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2BPA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610050533895097154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Com a ajuda do computador simulei a massa escura que queria acrescentar para verificar se havia mesmo a necessidade dessa última mexida. Achei mesmo que ficou melhor, trazendo mais para frente a imagem do carro. Nesses últimos dias trabalhei novamente com a &lt;i&gt;água forte&lt;/i&gt; e devo chegar à prova definitiva (PA - prova do artista) nas próximas impressões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAOoJwYi3nA/TdrnOgzcFrI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/eMZytfZFfU8/s1600/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2BPA%2BREVISTA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAOoJwYi3nA/TdrnOgzcFrI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/eMZytfZFfU8/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2BPA%2BREVISTA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610050522353243826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O papel que estou utilizando nas provas é o mesmo que vou usar na impressão das cópias, o Hannermüller 300 g. Lembrando, o formato original da imagem é 20 x 14 cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-1577594709799077971?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/1577594709799077971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=1577594709799077971' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1577594709799077971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1577594709799077971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/campo-feliz-quase-la.html' title='CAMPO FELIZ - QUASE LÁ!'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ynH1FDtbToM/TdrnQQ1NFRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tLsV9rewIp0/s72-c/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2BMATRIZ_RETRABALHADA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-433497629435331378</id><published>2011-05-22T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:23:56.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CATDRUMER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iT40ng0JSN4/Tdl8LaU49RI/AAAAAAAAA0I/wucGX8jwG8o/s1600/CATDRUMER%2527.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iT40ng0JSN4/Tdl8LaU49RI/AAAAAAAAA0I/wucGX8jwG8o/s400/CATDRUMER%2527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609651346354009362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esse aí com os olhos brilhantes é o Guru Morício. Ele é um "menino" gato e já foi apresentado aqui no blog. É sabido que para exercitar eu teria que arrumar uma bateria eletrônica. Assim não faço barulho nem para os gatos, nem para os vizinhos (certamente uma bateria acústica não é um instrumento civilizado). Bom, com o fone de ouvido só eu escuto. Agora, preciso ensinar ao "rapazinho" aí a não brincar com o martelo do pedal de bumbo enquanto faço minhas lições. Mas menino é menino até enquanto gato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-433497629435331378?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/433497629435331378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=433497629435331378' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/433497629435331378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/433497629435331378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/catdrumer.html' title='CATDRUMER'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iT40ng0JSN4/Tdl8LaU49RI/AAAAAAAAA0I/wucGX8jwG8o/s72-c/CATDRUMER%2527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2451338647010680083</id><published>2011-05-22T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:21:26.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O SONO OU SONHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ezY9ncEQBI/Tdkj14KUTzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/kDAlTZ0y8Jk/s1600/11-04-09%2BMONTAGEM_18.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ezY9ncEQBI/Tdkj14KUTzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/kDAlTZ0y8Jk/s400/11-04-09%2BMONTAGEM_18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609554219382361906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Insano, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não sonho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apenas o sono, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não chamo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;durmo o sono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Humano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-2451338647010680083?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2451338647010680083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2451338647010680083' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2451338647010680083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2451338647010680083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-sono-ou-sonho.html' title='O SONO OU SONHO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ezY9ncEQBI/Tdkj14KUTzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/kDAlTZ0y8Jk/s72-c/11-04-09%2BMONTAGEM_18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4426094825744133558</id><published>2011-05-16T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:43:57.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MASERATI 4CLT - COCKPIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Esse foi um trabalho que fiz em 2009, ainda no sexto período da escola. O papel é um Hannermühller que foi comprado em 1989 enquanto eu ainda era publicitário. Também foi o primeiro trabalho feito com tintas boas e alguns meses de dedicação. O formato tem 38 x 28 cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Maserati 4CLT foi um dos carros que o argentino Juan Manoel Fangio pilotou no início de sua carreira na Europa, em 1949. Esse habitáculo mostra os detalhes do painel de instrumento e foca o volante com centro da imagem. Alterei a coloração do estofamento para jogar com o vermelho tradicional da marca italiana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAAA1n3Kgv0/TdGvRbE-vQI/AAAAAAAAAz4/a3zZtHev6JQ/s1600/4CLT_00.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAAA1n3Kgv0/TdGvRbE-vQI/AAAAAAAAAz4/a3zZtHev6JQ/s400/4CLT_00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455724914261250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Depois da marcação feita, o início foi um pouco acanhado, trabalhando na pequena área do retrovisor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhonMs6zmIc/TdGvReq0ifI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fHHjscD7TEQ/s1600/4CLT_01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhonMs6zmIc/TdGvReq0ifI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fHHjscD7TEQ/s400/4CLT_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455725878282738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As primeiras camadas foram aplicadas para formar o interior da carroceria. Esses carros eram muito rústicos e não existia uma mínima forração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DmjlR9cvQtY/TdGvRB3aq8I/AAAAAAAAAzo/BN48v6aCkB8/s1600/4CLT_02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DmjlR9cvQtY/TdGvRB3aq8I/AAAAAAAAAzo/BN48v6aCkB8/s400/4CLT_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455718146485186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comecei a definir o volante e o painel de instrumentos. Já aparece também o logotipo com o Tridente da Maserati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0DpmiftGds/TdGu8AQZpTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UmTxiF-vzBU/s1600/4CLT_03.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0DpmiftGds/TdGu8AQZpTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UmTxiF-vzBU/s400/4CLT_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455356937151794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora foi a hora de preencher o vermelho da carroceria. Uma primeira camada aplicada com moderação e já construindo o reflexo no capô do motor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMP9nEyerio/TdGu78aullI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Yh1uTonAnlA/s1600/4CLT_04.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMP9nEyerio/TdGu78aullI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Yh1uTonAnlA/s400/4CLT_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455355906725458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais vermelho e mais acabamento no retrovisor direito. Começa aqui a fase de sombras na carroceria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ajiRxaQQ1E/TdGu7-J9fFI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ci-id2hZJkg/s1600/4CLT_05.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ajiRxaQQ1E/TdGu7-J9fFI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ci-id2hZJkg/s400/4CLT_05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455356373269586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um pouco de cinza para definir mais o interior. O fundo escuro vai soltando o primeiro plano. Aqui vai também um início de trabalho no pneu que aparece no último plano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KrSCTg-pio/TdGuo2kQTHI/AAAAAAAAAzA/sGO6YuBj84Q/s1600/4CLT_06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KrSCTg-pio/TdGuo2kQTHI/AAAAAAAAAzA/sGO6YuBj84Q/s400/4CLT_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455027918556274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma investida no painel de instrumentos e o volante começa a aparecer mais na frente. Apliquei também uma primeira camada no volante para sentir a composição e a cor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jKUZcskk8yU/TdGuoscaKHI/AAAAAAAAAy4/bl4R6RhU9J4/s1600/4CLT_07.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jKUZcskk8yU/TdGuoscaKHI/AAAAAAAAAy4/bl4R6RhU9J4/s400/4CLT_07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455025201293426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com o volante mais definido passei a preencher um pouco mais do fundo, deixando agora o painel num plano mais próximo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAYEl1u2Vik/TdGuoZoi14I/AAAAAAAAAyw/orSOhpPWMlI/s1600/4CLT_08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAYEl1u2Vik/TdGuoZoi14I/AAAAAAAAAyw/orSOhpPWMlI/s400/4CLT_08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455020151920514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Começou a ficar mais escuro no fundo e parece que tudo quer pular para fora do papel. Alguns parafusos, mangueiras e chapas dobradas vão fazendo o "background" para desprender mais o primeiro plano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ei8HbZaSn8k/TdGuoS9s_-I/AAAAAAAAAyo/xZIwKns-HI4/s1600/4CLT_09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ei8HbZaSn8k/TdGuoS9s_-I/AAAAAAAAAyo/xZIwKns-HI4/s400/4CLT_09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455018361618402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Falta pouco agora. Apenas o suporte e articulação da alavanca de câmbio. Algumas sombras ainda irão aparecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQrU7mWwvTs/TdGuoF7dufI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Y0173E6Trf0/s1600/4CLT_FINALIZADA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQrU7mWwvTs/TdGuoF7dufI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Y0173E6Trf0/s400/4CLT_FINALIZADA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607455014862567922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pronto. Final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FUzEKsQHCmk/TdGt9hhZrQI/AAAAAAAAAyY/0tizJaWmYTo/s1600/4CLT_00.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8074150508102301440-4426094825744133558?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4426094825744133558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4426094825744133558' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4426094825744133558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4426094825744133558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/maserati-4clt-cockpit.html' title='MASERATI 4CLT - COCKPIT'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAAA1n3Kgv0/TdGvRbE-vQI/AAAAAAAAAz4/a3zZtHev6JQ/s72-c/4CLT_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1490203986330984936</id><published>2011-05-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T08:37:45.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A JIBOIA AZUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPZabbZBPfk/TdEmQ0Y9NpI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ZiWk3iw0dJ0/s1600/A%2BGIBOIA%2BAZUL.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPZabbZBPfk/TdEmQ0Y9NpI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ZiWk3iw0dJ0/s400/A%2BGIBOIA%2BAZUL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607305081436059282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Menino é assim mesmo, cheio de imaginação. Imagina que ia caminhando com meu avô pelo centro da cidade e cheguei numa determinada esquina e literalmente empaquei. Não atravessava a rua nem por decreto. O Vô insistia mas eu me agarrei a um gradil de árvore e não saía dali por nada. "Mas o que é meu filho, o que aconteceu". "Não vou. Por aqui não passo", gritava eu com bastante convicção. "Mas por que". "Vô, não vê aquela cobra ali. Ela vai pular em cima de mim".&lt;div&gt;Apontei para a portada da loja na esquina. Meu avô olhou atentamente mas não deu conta de enxergá-la. Eu, com minha desconfiança, acabei por convencê-lo a dar a volta no outro quarteirão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até hoje, quando passo por aquela esquina, ainda vejo a Jiboia Azul. Mas agora sei que ela vai ficar sempre alí. Não vai pular em ninguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-1490203986330984936?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/1490203986330984936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=1490203986330984936' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1490203986330984936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1490203986330984936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/menino-e-assim-mesmo-cheio-de.html' title='A JIBOIA AZUL'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPZabbZBPfk/TdEmQ0Y9NpI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ZiWk3iw0dJ0/s72-c/A%2BGIBOIA%2BAZUL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6615345817413345729</id><published>2011-05-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:44:57.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZELTWEG 86</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uao6BBP9rMY/TdEcY9mexJI/AAAAAAAAAxg/dkmdTXB7Mjc/s1600/ZELTWEG%2B86.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uao6BBP9rMY/TdEcY9mexJI/AAAAAAAAAxg/dkmdTXB7Mjc/s400/ZELTWEG%2B86.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607294226231379090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fR9-HI1wZVo/TdEafviwonI/AAAAAAAAAxY/dqgUmFu-nic/s1600/ZELTWEG%2B86_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fR9-HI1wZVo/TdEafviwonI/AAAAAAAAAxY/dqgUmFu-nic/s400/ZELTWEG%2B86_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607292143693505138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Essa tela já deu um bocado de trabalho. A preparação foi feita com latex, massa acrílica, lixa, massa acrílica, mais lixa, mais massa,... No final iniciei uma pintura de um Porsche 917 que "agarrou". Uma noite, antes de ir dormir, resolvi cobrir tudo novamente com mais latex. Então parti para essa pintura do Ayrton Senna na Lotus JPS 98 T em 1986, presumo que no circuito de Zeltweg - Áustria. O fundo é um pouco impressionista, desfocado, trazendo manchas e cores do público que se instalava à esquerda da reta principal. O primeiro plano começou a se definir e vai ganhar caracteristicas bastante realistas. O trabalho agora vai se concentrar na área do capacete para depois descer até o nariz do carro. For5mato 120 x 80 cm. Acrílica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-6615345817413345729?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6615345817413345729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6615345817413345729' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6615345817413345729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6615345817413345729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/essa-tela-ja-deu-um-bocado-de-trabalho.html' title='ZELTWEG 86'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uao6BBP9rMY/TdEcY9mexJI/AAAAAAAAAxg/dkmdTXB7Mjc/s72-c/ZELTWEG%2B86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2410233489858894485</id><published>2011-05-10T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:45:16.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A RUA NOVA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w0NsXtooV9k/TcoeO3sANAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/d04f_z4hGjM/s1600/S%C3%83O+GON%C3%87ALO+RIO+DAS+PEDRAS_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605325927031518210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w0NsXtooV9k/TcoeO3sANAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/d04f_z4hGjM/s400/S%25C3%2583O%2BGON%25C3%2587ALO%2BRIO%2BDAS%2BPEDRAS_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vão passar por aqui, tirar o meu sossego. Vão chegar de manhã e ligar as máquinas, arrancar as pedras que dormem tranqüilamente desde que o lugar virou lugar. Vão fazer barulho e trazer mais barulho. Vão trazer a correria da gente que não se aquieta por pressa de viver. Já não tem mais o cacho de banana na janela. Já não vejo mais aquela foto que fizeram, fizeram e refizeram. Era a cara dessa janela. De novo vão me levar, ou mandar, para outro lugar. Sei não! Tem tempo que falam que esse asfalto vai chegar. E a gente vai passar por aqui.&lt;br /&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/8074150508102301440-2410233489858894485?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2410233489858894485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2410233489858894485' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2410233489858894485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2410233489858894485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/rua-nova.html' title='A RUA NOVA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w0NsXtooV9k/TcoeO3sANAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/d04f_z4hGjM/s72-c/S%25C3%2583O%2BGON%25C3%2587ALO%2BRIO%2BDAS%2BPEDRAS_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8204575036853443313</id><published>2011-05-09T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T19:53:47.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SENNA 1988</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604914539974719458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Waq5ykDabKM/TcioE_edd-I/AAAAAAAAAww/Mb27xGeHB2M/s400/SENNA%2B88%2BREDZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O primeiro Campeonato Mundial de Fórmula 1 conquistado por Ayrton Senna foi em 1988, com o Mc Laren MP4/4, ainda com o motor Honda turbo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resolvi fazer esse trabalho e experimentar um papel Schöeller para aquarela que havia chegado em janeiro. É um papel interessante, diferente dos que eu já tinha usado, e mostra um pouco da textura característica da maioria dos papeis para essa técnica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A imagem foi solarizada no computador e em alguns pontos ficou invertida. Tudo seria em tons de cinza (Gris de Paine) mas depois resolvi aplicar as cores no carro e no capacete para identificar mais rapidamente o piloto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-8204575036853443313?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8204575036853443313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8204575036853443313' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8204575036853443313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8204575036853443313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/05/senna-1988.html' title='SENNA 1988'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Waq5ykDabKM/TcioE_edd-I/AAAAAAAAAww/Mb27xGeHB2M/s72-c/SENNA%2B88%2BREDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-323050414980989175</id><published>2011-04-29T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T19:34:14.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UMA GRANDE MONTANHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2a_Rc32ykrk/Tcii6MN1qBI/AAAAAAAAAwg/rgjXQnocA4k/s1600/PIEDADE+AQUA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604908856857962514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2a_Rc32ykrk/Tcii6MN1qBI/AAAAAAAAAwg/rgjXQnocA4k/s400/PIEDADE%2BAQUA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz6Ap0Z9--w/TbXzQFPbUUI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XcPMhgZdhvE/s1600/PIEDADE+AQUA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Essa é a aquarela que fiz da Serra da Piedade, uma imagem que veio de uma foto que fiz durante uma viagem ao Caraça. A Piedade foi a primeira grande montanha que me lembro de ter visto. Viajava com meu pai até a localidae de José Brandão, ao pé da Serra, hoje um bairro central em Caeté. Numa das curvas da velha BR 262 meu pai parou o Fusca 62 branco Pérola, e me mostrou a montanha. Eu tinha uns tres anos na época e a imagem ficou gravada de forma que nunca esqueço. Até o frio habitual das manhãs de maio posso sentir.&lt;br /&gt;As referências sobre essa aquarela estão postadas aqui no blog e agora começo uma nova investida na Serra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604908856093935090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EsnlLfOTb_s/Tcii6JXrhfI/AAAAAAAAAwo/XZ83bgIJVvA/s400/PIEDADE%2BGRAFITE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em janeiro fiz esse desenho para passar o tempo, observando a Piedade desde o décimo terceiro andar da Santa Casa, em Belo Horizonte. Fiquei imaginando como seria aquela vista sem os prédios que existem hoje. Bom, sem o prédio da Santa Casa também não seria possível eu ter essa vista.&lt;br /&gt;Mas comecei a pensar na paisagem sem a cidade, ou na "Paisagem sem a Paisagem". E aí vai a continuidade, na Serra, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zs4vtVXqdko/TbXzP7ZdQNI/AAAAAAAAARs/f6u2pz2GDgA/s1600/PIEDADE+GRAFITE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-323050414980989175?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/323050414980989175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=323050414980989175' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/323050414980989175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/323050414980989175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/04/uma-grande-montanha.html' title='UMA GRANDE MONTANHA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2a_Rc32ykrk/Tcii6MN1qBI/AAAAAAAAAwg/rgjXQnocA4k/s72-c/PIEDADE%2BAQUA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8326168645537524556</id><published>2011-04-20T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:46:47.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UM LUGAR QUE NÃO ERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_J8d25P1Yw/Ta9GC9S9H1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Zr9ZUztdpzU/s1600/A%2BCIDADE%2BQUE%2BERA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597769878472564562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_J8d25P1Yw/Ta9GC9S9H1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Zr9ZUztdpzU/s400/A%2BCIDADE%2BQUE%2BERA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uma dessas tardes que a gente olha pela janela e vê, não somente a tarde, mas o que poderia não existir na tarde, na mesma tarde, no mesmo lugar onde poderia não ser. Tentei ignorar a cidade, os passantes e seus diversos murmúrios. Tentei abstrair qualquer lembrança de que naquele lugar existira um dia, uma cidade. Fechei os olhos e fotografei a tarde. Certo, era um abril que quase já não existe. Fechou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597769881120325218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtMsCt6k7YY/Ta9GDHKOvmI/AAAAAAAAAwY/5GupZbkzt-c/s400/A%2BCIDADE%2BQUE%2BN%25C3%2583O%2BERA.jpg" border="0" /&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/8074150508102301440-8326168645537524556?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8326168645537524556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8326168645537524556' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8326168645537524556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8326168645537524556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/04/um-lugar-que-nao-era.html' title='UM LUGAR QUE NÃO ERA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_J8d25P1Yw/Ta9GC9S9H1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Zr9ZUztdpzU/s72-c/A%2BCIDADE%2BQUE%2BERA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2859943233914658472</id><published>2011-04-18T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:31:07.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPO FELIZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_H25KwngDFg/TaxYLI3zzlI/AAAAAAAAAwI/EhnJFjG1mic/s1600/Ferrari%2B512%2BS%2BTARGA%2BFLORIO%2B1970_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945385298054738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_H25KwngDFg/TaxYLI3zzlI/AAAAAAAAAwI/EhnJFjG1mic/s400/Ferrari%2B512%2BS%2BTARGA%2BFLORIO%2B1970_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uma das mais tradicionais provas do automobilismo mundial foi a Targa Florio, corrida entre 1923 e 1977, percorrendo 72 km de estradas na Sicília, passando por diversas localidades como o vilarejo de Campofelice. O siciliano Nino Vacarella era sempre um dos pilotos mais velozes nesse circuito que conhecia como nenhum outro. Em 1970 pilotou a Ferrari 512 S e disputou a liderança até a última volta com os invencíveis Porsches 908/3, sempre aclamado pela torcida que dividia a pilotagem, literalmente dentro da pista, com seu ídolo local. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKC8Hw_1w34/TaxYKy3Bo2I/AAAAAAAAAwA/wXPykTTpvo4/s1600/Ferrari%2B512%2BS%2BTARGA%2BFLORIO%2B1970_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945379389186914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKC8Hw_1w34/TaxYKy3Bo2I/AAAAAAAAAwA/wXPykTTpvo4/s400/Ferrari%2B512%2BS%2BTARGA%2BFLORIO%2B1970_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CW6uTgrZBgg/TaxYKvT1RhI/AAAAAAAAAv4/io-c1PeM2n8/s1600/Ferrari%2B512%2BS%2BTARGA%2BFLORIO%2B1970_0%2527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945378436269586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CW6uTgrZBgg/TaxYKvT1RhI/AAAAAAAAAv4/io-c1PeM2n8/s400/Ferrari%2B512%2BS%2BTARGA%2BFLORIO%2B1970_0%2527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945063050751298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zsyxU_44CRw/TaxX4YaELUI/AAAAAAAAAvo/H_rijGSBovY/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A série de trabalhos que iniciei na Gravura tem um pouco dessa história da Targa Florio. A técnica é a Maneira Negra, um processo que tem como primeiro passo a obtenção de um preto uniforme na impressão da matriz. Para isso utiliza-se ferramentas (como o berceaux) ou métodos abrasivos (como a granitagem com pó de carborundum) que criam condições para a tinta se instalar por toda a superfície da chapa. Depois de feitas as provas para acertar a superfície preta, o desenho é passado para a chapa e então o trabalho passa a ser com o brunidor. Essa ferramenta é como um lápis para desenhar mas na sua ponta geralmente vai uma pedra de ágata, quartzo ou ainda aço temperado. Com ele vai-se rebaixando os sulcos, marcas ou “arranhões” que retêm a tinta e dessa forma criando as áreas onde aparecerão os brancos e os meios tons da cor a ser utilizada na impressão. Ao término do “desenho” com o brunidor, uma nova prova é feita para acerto dessas áreas trabalhadas. É quase certo que um novo trabalho deve ser feito nas áreas mais claras ou nos contornos, acentuando alguns contrastes e passagens de tons. Feito isso se inicia a tiragem das cópias. Os materiais mais utilizados para matrizes na Maneira Negra são o Cobre e o Alumínio por serem mais macios e facilitarem o trabalho com berceaux e o brunidor, mas a tiragem fica limitada pela deformação da matriz sob a pressão da prensa. O Latão é mais duro de brunir, mas proporciona uma tiragem maior por ter mais resistência. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945060696537938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0xP4i_N_TA/TaxX4Poxu1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/QY28G7PCUE4/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2N7Bt2MNCQ/TaxX4U4WNMI/AAAAAAAAAvg/-UOeVbDEwbw/s1600/CAMPO%2BFELIZ_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945062104020162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2N7Bt2MNCQ/TaxX4U4WNMI/AAAAAAAAAvg/-UOeVbDEwbw/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAMPO FELIZ é o primeiro trabalho que faço no ateliê de gravura. Fiz a opção pela chapa de Latão com a granitagem por carborundum. Um trabalho razoável para brunir a chapa, mas o resultado foi satisfatório, com poucas áreas a serem retrabalhadas. Essa imagem é da primeira prova tirada e depois disso os brancos e luzes, principalmente no carro, foram acentuados. Um fato interessante é que a matriz em si já se apresenta como um bonito trabalho, variando em tons de brilho e o fosco da chapa granitada. Mais adiante colocarei uma imagem da gravura finalizada. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945072807671522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66qw_tIcEGI/TaxX48wS9uI/AAAAAAAAAvw/UFmy0DW9nto/s400/CAMPO%2BFELIZ%2BPE1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; * &lt;em&gt;A granitagem é o processo de preparação para as pedras que servirão de matrizes na Lithografia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8074150508102301440-2859943233914658472?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2859943233914658472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2859943233914658472' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2859943233914658472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2859943233914658472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/04/campo-feliz_18.html' title='CAMPO FELIZ'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_H25KwngDFg/TaxYLI3zzlI/AAAAAAAAAwI/EhnJFjG1mic/s72-c/Ferrari%2B512%2BS%2BTARGA%2BFLORIO%2B1970_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-166957891012933427</id><published>2011-04-18T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:23:49.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONOTIPIA</title><content type='html'>Dentro dos processos da gravura, a Monotipia resulta em uma cópia apenas, transposta para o papel por intermédio de um suporte entintado e um desenho feito por sobre o papel fixado nesse suporte. É possível fazer esse desenho várias vezes, mas cada uma das cópias vai ter uma imagem diferente, proporcionada pelas diversas incisões do lápis durante a transposição do desenho. Digamos que uma imagem a ser reproduzida na monotipia seja uma foto copiada em xérox. Depois da aplicação de tinta gráfica sobre o suporte (chapa metálica de preferência), apóia-se sobre ele o papel que receberá a imagem e sobre este, o papel que contem a imagem a ser reproduzida. Faz-se então o desenho acompanhando os traços e tons dessa imagem. Pela pressão aplicada, a tinta é transferida do suporte para o papel em uma imagem única. Uma outra vez que o processo for feito, mesmo com a mesma referência, o resultado será diferente. Daí o nome Monotipia. É importante salientar que a imagem referência deve ser trabalhada ao inverso.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596942093461196066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKx6nj-qNp8/TaxVLh0vjSI/AAAAAAAAAuw/6cSFmRZC0y0/s400/DAYTONA%2B312%2BPB%2B0888%2B%252772%2BMONOTIPIA%2BREDZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Daytona 72 – Monotipia em papel Super White – 29,7 x 21,0 cm, 2009 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daytona 312 PB foi feita primeiramente em Monotipia como um teste da imagem que posteriormente seria trabalhada na Aquarela. O resultado, nos dois casos, dá uma idéia da profundidade nos planos da imagem retirada de uma foto da Ferrari 312 PB de Jacky Ickx durante as 24 Horas de Daytona em 1972.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596943009678329602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDU9vH17bKs/TaxWA2_7hwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/V9mCJl41b6c/s400/DAYTONA%2B312%2BPB%2B0888%2B%252772_19%2BREDZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daytona 312 PB 0888 ’72 – Aquarela em papel Fabriano 100 % Cotton – 37,0 x 27,0 cm, 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596942100927598114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b15ChX11CsQ/TaxVL9o3ziI/AAAAAAAAAvA/j_2BcXf8J5s/s400/MONOTIPIA_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Árvore – Monotipia em papel Super White – 29,7 x 21,0 cm, 2009. O desenho que foi feito no papel de xérox sobre o papel da Monotipia e da placa de metal entintada. O simples contato da chapa com o papel produz uma transposição da tinta nas bordas da linha feita no desenho. Por isso um maior preenchimento na imagem final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596942103055202562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFBawTHAUP8/TaxVMFkIeQI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Zh-10CsUXrE/s400/MONOTIPIA_3%2BDES.jpg" border="0" /&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/8074150508102301440-166957891012933427?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/166957891012933427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=166957891012933427' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/166957891012933427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/166957891012933427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/04/campo-feliz.html' title='MONOTIPIA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKx6nj-qNp8/TaxVLh0vjSI/AAAAAAAAAuw/6cSFmRZC0y0/s72-c/DAYTONA%2B312%2BPB%2B0888%2B%252772%2BMONOTIPIA%2BREDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1183238624492074616</id><published>2011-04-18T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:11:20.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"TÁ COM A MACACA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Um dos trabalhos que realizei no ateliê de pintura da Escola de Belas Artes e que incluí no meu Trabalho de Conclusão de Curso foi o Bananzepan &lt;em&gt;(“O trabalho que mais adquire um sentido crítico visual, dentro da sua proposta e o mais resolvido é o Banazepan...”&lt;/em&gt;), dedicado a todas as pessoas que, infelizmente, fazem uso dos remédios de tarja preta, seja pela necessidade, pela comodidade ou pela dependência química. É de certa forma, um alerta ao procedimento que a medicina ocidental lança mão: de remediar uma situação ao invés de buscar uma cura na origem do problema. Isso está muito bem colocado no livro &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anticancer: prevenir e vencer usando nossas defesas naturais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, do médico canadense David Servan-Schreiber (Editora Objetiva).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Também dedico esse trabalho aos &lt;em&gt;dependentes&lt;/em&gt; da teoria, das regras, das imposições criadas pelo sistema acadêmico que enaltece o título e subjuga o saber fazer e a vivência no campo onde se propõe abranger um máximo de conhecimento sobre um mínimo de assunto, estreitando cada vez mais as possibilidades de entendimento por parte de uma comunidade que, na maioria dos casos, custeia os estudos desses “mestres”, “doutores”, ou “pós-doutores” que vão cada vez mais encher o seu &lt;em&gt;saco de conhecimentos específicos&lt;/em&gt;, interessante somente ao seu currículo, num nível que poucos conseguem ter acesso. É muito comum hoje em dia esses “titulados” não terem a mínima experiência prática na sua área, tendo saído do colégio para a universidade e debruçado durante 12 anos nas teorias que irão passar aos seus discípulos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É um trabalho de características gráficas acentuadas. A imagem de uma banana pode ser traduzida dentro da perspectiva do deboche, ou, da forma como interessar a cada um dos observadores. Toda a parte inferior, que retrata a caixa de um medicamento controlado, foi feita em cores chapadas e formas gráficas simplificadas, com aplicação dos textos em serigrafia. O “Genérico”, abrangente, foi substituído pelo “Teórico”, específico e limitado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O interessante é o fato de toda essa “teoria” criada em torno de Bananzepan resultar exatamente na proposta da crítica. Cada um que olha a pintura tem uma interpretação. Ela própria vai se mostrando em canais diferentes de percepção e os resultados, principalmente para mim que a pintou, são surpreendentes e mostram o quanto se pode aprender com a prática.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596941011638594082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VK2Ygyx5AfM/TaxUMjuIqiI/AAAAAAAAAuo/YsP--Cjmhc4/s400/BANANZEPAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bananzepan foi pintada em acrílica com serigrafia vinílica, no formato 120 x 35 cm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-1183238624492074616?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/1183238624492074616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=1183238624492074616' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1183238624492074616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1183238624492074616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/04/ta-com-macaca.html' title='&quot;TÁ COM A MACACA&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VK2Ygyx5AfM/TaxUMjuIqiI/AAAAAAAAAuo/YsP--Cjmhc4/s72-c/BANANZEPAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-7378812695212539595</id><published>2011-03-03T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T12:00:16.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVOS TRABALHOS NA PAUTA</title><content type='html'>Agora, terminada a graduação em pintura na Escola de Belas Artes da UFMG, vou partir para o maior conhecimento e aprendizagem na gravura. Serão mais dois anos de ateliê, trabalhando com a Gravura em Metal, a Lithogravura, a Xilogravura e a Serigrafia. Com a gravura é possível conseguir reproduções (cópias) a partir de uma única matriz. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579976997468762050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7L_SBzRTw40/TXAPg-T578I/AAAAAAAAAtY/1gho5yhQkVU/s400/ESCHER%2BLITHOGRAPH%2B-%2BTHREE%2BWORLDS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579977797040886978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngiTXWJFYGs/TXAQPg8wVMI/AAAAAAAAAto/QElUzppzQX0/s400/ESCHER%2BLITHOGRAPH%2B-%2BREPTILES.jpg" border="0" /&gt; São inúmeros os trabalhos e artistas que fazem uso da gravura. Coloco aqui dois muito especiais de Escher feitos em Lithogravura, um dos processos que deu início impressão gráfica em offset e que possibilita um tratamento quase como um desenho a grafite. Na realidade é feito um desenho sobre uma pedra especial (uma matriz) que passa por um processo de fixação e após ser entintada é prensada e as cópias são obtidas. Dentro das minhas características de trabalho, é uma técnica que me dá bastante resultado, apesar de ser muito trabalhosa e depender de material muito específico para o trabalho. Meu primeiro trabalho na Lithogravura foi essa frente de um MG TC que fotografei em São Paulo. Foi impresso em papel Canson com 31,5 x 21,5 numa tiragem de 8 cópias que não serão mais reproduzidas pois a matriz foi novamente preparada para um novo desenho. A menos que se guarde a matriz ou se tenha um bom estoque dessas raríssimas pedras, as lithogravuras são geralmente limitadas a uma única tiragem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579978151107235090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x8s01hc-9uk/TXAQkH8wDRI/AAAAAAAAAtw/PzRGW5g2PPk/s400/LITHO%2BMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No trabalho Fangio 1, é possível visualizar os traços da madeira deixados na impressão. Essa é uma das características da Xilogravura que tem uma matriz de madeira trabalhada com goivas e depois entintada com tinta gráfica para então ser levada à prensa de onde sairão as cópias. A impressão de Fangio 1 foi feita em tiragem de 10 cópias, utilizando papel japonês no formato 37 x 29 cm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579979005797573906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QrynrIDnra4/TXARV36zpRI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/F-OSLkVTGWQ/s400/00%2BXILO%2BMATRIZ%2B1_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579978541059680754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzQ9KqZ1dNA/TXAQ60oqKfI/AAAAAAAAAuI/1nE_50F9zAE/s400/00%2BXILO%2BMATRIZ%2B1_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579978533087469202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQxnTzLcrnI/TXAQ6W773pI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_ruFl02ijTw/s400/01%2BXILO%2BFANGIO%2B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Meu objetivo com a Gravura em Metal é pesquisar as possibilidades da foto-impressão para gravar a chapa matriz, utilizando um desenho a grafite como original. Já tenho uma primeira experiência a ser feita com o DKW Malzoni feito em grafite HB e 4B. Vamos aguardar os resultados.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579979772276613394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtgGzH0zgbA/TXASCfRpoRI/AAAAAAAAAuY/iIBnHgyDN-M/s400/DKW%2BMALZONI%2BP%2526B%2BRDZ.jpg" border="0" /&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/8074150508102301440-7378812695212539595?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/7378812695212539595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=7378812695212539595' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7378812695212539595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7378812695212539595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/03/novos-trabalhos-na-pauta.html' title='NOVOS TRABALHOS NA PAUTA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7L_SBzRTw40/TXAPg-T578I/AAAAAAAAAtY/1gho5yhQkVU/s72-c/ESCHER%2BLITHOGRAPH%2B-%2BTHREE%2BWORLDS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4094165573498802727</id><published>2011-03-03T13:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:56:35.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O DESCANSO DO CAVALEIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEPVOLVFnK4/TXAOZXYB7RI/AAAAAAAAAtI/bMgVULcW-84/s1600/QUIXOTE%2BSOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579975767246368018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEPVOLVFnK4/TXAOZXYB7RI/AAAAAAAAAtI/bMgVULcW-84/s400/QUIXOTE%2BSOL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Cavaleiro vem chegando com sua armadura amassada, trazendo sua lança quebrada pela força do Gigante. Não há batalha sem que se perca, ou se ganhe. O Cavaleiro cansado senta em sua banqueta de madeira talhada, mas antes de retirar a couraça que lhe protegera o corpo, liga o rádio, nas ondas curtas onde tinha aquele assovio na sintonia, para escutar um pouco da música de sua época. E era música mesmo. Assim o Cavaleiro adormeceu. Sonhou: Dulcinéias, Rocinantes, novas batalhas com os Gigantes. Não tinha mais intenção de acordar. Talvez a armadura enferrujasse com o tempo. O Cavaleiro precisava descansar.&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/8074150508102301440-4094165573498802727?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4094165573498802727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4094165573498802727' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4094165573498802727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4094165573498802727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-descanso-do-cavaleiro.html' title='O DESCANSO DO CAVALEIRO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEPVOLVFnK4/TXAOZXYB7RI/AAAAAAAAAtI/bMgVULcW-84/s72-c/QUIXOTE%2BSOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4679613442984050953</id><published>2011-03-03T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T12:18:12.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CURVA UM FINALIZADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8M_WBCelog/TXANFWwgVzI/AAAAAAAAAtA/BvDWhlKO1w8/s1600/CURVA%2B1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579974323971577650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8M_WBCelog/TXANFWwgVzI/AAAAAAAAAtA/BvDWhlKO1w8/s400/CURVA%2B1_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C79JX1gOQLE/TXAM5P9clII/AAAAAAAAAs4/KxoijgfImnI/s1600/CURVA%2B1_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579974115988378754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C79JX1gOQLE/TXAM5P9clII/AAAAAAAAAs4/KxoijgfImnI/s400/CURVA%2B1_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1zx0J17T52Q/TXAK3Wm5GnI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZleArEepyy8/s1600/CURVA%2B1_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579971884389833330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1zx0J17T52Q/TXAK3Wm5GnI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZleArEepyy8/s400/CURVA%2B1_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14tFPQQwluw/TXAK3Y4rCNI/AAAAAAAAAsg/gMsVrsSVLNI/s1600/CURVA%2B1_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579971885001279698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14tFPQQwluw/TXAK3Y4rCNI/AAAAAAAAAsg/gMsVrsSVLNI/s400/CURVA%2B1_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ntz21c3VrvE/TXAK3Lt9YPI/AAAAAAAAAsY/3KZQBhjwK8Q/s1600/CURVA%2B1_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579971881466683634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ntz21c3VrvE/TXAK3Lt9YPI/AAAAAAAAAsY/3KZQBhjwK8Q/s400/CURVA%2B1_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xgo5Agayt44/TXAK3OJH3tI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/xVslQYDXbFQ/s1600/CURVA%2B1_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579971882117488338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xgo5Agayt44/TXAK3OJH3tI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/xVslQYDXbFQ/s400/CURVA%2B1_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K4F4XuqEnuM/TXAK2xnLAFI/AAAAAAAAAsI/_MjMsSmOkxw/s1600/CURVA%2B1_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579971874458894418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K4F4XuqEnuM/TXAK2xnLAFI/AAAAAAAAAsI/_MjMsSmOkxw/s400/CURVA%2B1_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já postei aqui o andamento desse trabalho retratando a Lótus 72D com o Emerson Fittipaldi descendo a Curva 1 em Interlagos. O ano de 1972 ficou marcado na história do automobilismo com o primeiro título mundial de Fórmula 1 conseguido por um brasileiro. A Lotus JPS 72 D era um carro revolucionário quando foi lançada em 1970 e com os aperfeiçoamentos, além do título de Fittipaldi, teve vida ativa até 1976.&lt;br /&gt;Essa aquarela iniciei no final de 2009 e foi feita sobre papel Fabriano 100% Cotton com tinta Rembrandt da Talens e viajou um pouco (foi até para cachoeira) até ser finalizada em 2011, 27 X 37 cm. &lt;/div&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/8074150508102301440-4679613442984050953?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4679613442984050953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4679613442984050953' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4679613442984050953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4679613442984050953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/03/curva-um-finalizada.html' title='CURVA UM FINALIZADA'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8M_WBCelog/TXANFWwgVzI/AAAAAAAAAtA/BvDWhlKO1w8/s72-c/CURVA%2B1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4409497396666313962</id><published>2011-02-17T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T10:08:01.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3ZOwUVXKJ8/TWvkTh5Oa5I/AAAAAAAAArA/ZXtVM167LLo/s1600/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578803587595529106" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RaOI-Blz4_w/TWvjWqyMGfI/AAAAAAAAAqw/CHqb461Sim0/s400/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2e8PB3OCI4s/TWvjWGuThvI/AAAAAAAAAqo/MMeitTbU6VM/s1600/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578802532329948914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2e8PB3OCI4s/TWvjWGuThvI/AAAAAAAAAqo/MMeitTbU6VM/s400/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gP10vLSooKI/TWvjV-eQgQI/AAAAAAAAAqg/XgyyRcwDIQQ/s1600/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578802530115158274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gP10vLSooKI/TWvjV-eQgQI/AAAAAAAAAqg/XgyyRcwDIQQ/s400/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vDGHSv_0GDE/TWvjV-eQoOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/v_hpPh3C6n4/s1600/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578802530115166434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vDGHSv_0GDE/TWvjV-eQoOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/v_hpPh3C6n4/s400/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olho as tardes de verão, tentando enxergar no silêncio, conversando com a alma que grita para não ser abafada pela escuridão. Aqui, por entre as sombras, os anjos dormem. O vento parece não açoitar as palmeiras. Apenas o ruído do cavaleiro que chega. As frias tardes de verão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8074150508102301440-4409497396666313962?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4409497396666313962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4409497396666313962' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4409497396666313962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4409497396666313962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2011/02/olho-as-tardes-de-verao-tentando.html' title=''/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3ZOwUVXKJ8/TWvkTh5Oa5I/AAAAAAAAArA/ZXtVM167LLo/s72-c/O%2BC%25C3%2589U%2BDA%2BJANELA%2B2011_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6738189813706758479</id><published>2010-11-22T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T06:18:26.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O VULCÃO NA CASA DO TIBÚRCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/TOp6CxJiwrI/AAAAAAAAApw/cFZeQcZe8_g/s1600/O%2BVULC%25C3%2583O%2BTARDE%2BABRIL_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542376479404507826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/TOp6CxJiwrI/AAAAAAAAApw/cFZeQcZe8_g/s400/O%2BVULC%25C3%2583O%2BTARDE%2BABRIL_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/TOp6ChirW5I/AAAAAAAAApo/ApzWKDhMuSQ/s1600/O%2BVULC%25C3%2583O%2BINC%25C3%258ANDIO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542376475214961554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/TOp6ChirW5I/AAAAAAAAApo/ApzWKDhMuSQ/s400/O%2BVULC%25C3%2583O%2BINC%25C3%258ANDIO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peguei a bicicleta e subi para o alto, na praça com as árvores cortadas. De lá pude ver o início de tudo. Achei que fosse no quintal da casa onde morava o Tibúrcio. O vento era forte e o cheiro asfixiava, fechava os pulmões. Não parecia que fosse a primeira erupção. Mas era no quintal daquela casa cinsenta mesmo. Começou a sair lava pelas janelas. Tudo estava ficando muito quente. Achei apenas que a cidade não iria durar muito. Na volta ainda olhei para o céu. Queimava como um forno a lenha, assando uma pizza de enxofre. Segui pelo caminho. Já não sabia da bicicleta, nem do Tibúrcio.&lt;br /&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/8074150508102301440-6738189813706758479?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6738189813706758479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6738189813706758479' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6738189813706758479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6738189813706758479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/11/peguei-bicicleta-e-subi-para-o-alto-na.html' title='O VULCÃO NA CASA DO TIBÚRCIO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/TOp6CxJiwrI/AAAAAAAAApw/cFZeQcZe8_g/s72-c/O%2BVULC%25C3%2583O%2BTARDE%2BABRIL_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-8521112573626359836</id><published>2010-10-25T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T04:47:54.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"WE WILL MEET IN THE SWEET LIGHT OF DAWN"</title><content type='html'>Another sad night,&lt;br /&gt;one other cat to get&lt;br /&gt;its place in the cats' sky&lt;br /&gt;As a not know friend,&lt;br /&gt;not with its life shared,&lt;br /&gt;but as a part of my night,&lt;br /&gt;to a sad dawning.&lt;br /&gt;In its honours,&lt;br /&gt;as a Jethro Tull's song says,&lt;br /&gt;words for a never new dawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...but the tune is too soon for us all".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-8521112573626359836?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/8521112573626359836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=8521112573626359836' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8521112573626359836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/8521112573626359836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-will-meet-in-sweet-light-of-dawn.html' title='&quot;WE WILL MEET IN THE SWEET LIGHT OF DAWN&quot;'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6351124116396836661</id><published>2010-05-28T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:55:07.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O PALHAÇO</title><content type='html'>O Palhaço não veste fantasia, se esconde atrás do nariz vermelho. Vai à escola sem aula, ao picadeiro metafísico conduzido pelo elemento químico. O Palhaço empresta o nariz ao tigre, ao leão e até ao anão. A qualquer um que queira usá-lo. Pinta e não borda. Chora e não faz rir. O Palhaço distribui a carapuça e não espera aplausos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476365071131054738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S__1BGUfkpI/AAAAAAAAApQ/QGFqW4I1G8k/s400/AUTO+RETRATO+DESDOBRADO+COM+NARIZ+DE+PALHA%C3%87O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Auto Retrato Desdobrado com Nariz de Palhaço” – FIOTTI, Paulo. Pintura digital formato diverso, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Obs: qualquer semelhança com fatos de vida real é mera coincidência.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-6351124116396836661?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6351124116396836661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6351124116396836661' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6351124116396836661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6351124116396836661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-palhaco.html' title='O PALHAÇO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S__1BGUfkpI/AAAAAAAAApQ/QGFqW4I1G8k/s72-c/AUTO+RETRATO+DESDOBRADO+COM+NARIZ+DE+PALHA%C3%87O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-4542577869259366603</id><published>2010-05-28T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:50:52.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"E" PROIBIDO</title><content type='html'>Cyril Overdive é artista plástico formado em Londres pela EBAA – Ego British Academy of Arts. Em seus últimos trabalhos a nova tendência de utilização das imagens digitalizadas, agregadas às interferências virtuais não tão virtuosas, mas que exprimem a total falta de tempo que a vida impõe ao artista e ao mundo que cada vez mais fica limitado a um enorme conhecimento sobre cada vez menos assuntos de interesse real à sociedade como um todo. E assim se fazem os mestres, os doutores, os pós-doutores que se aprofundam num grão de trigo (é um pouco maior que o de arroz, ou o de areia) com resultados que só interessaram a eles próprios.    Nesse ponto Cyril apresenta duas obras digitais que sofreram um mínimo de interferência, mas que demonstram muito bem o que é o arcabouço teórico no qual a arte está inserida. Talvez as próprias peças sejam reflexos da hipocrisia que a sociedade mergulhou nos últimos cinqüenta anos onde tudo o que se faz é quase nada do que se fala. Esses contrastes e incoerências são facilmente encontrados no dia a dia e ninguém se dá conta deles. Para o artista, “... é próprio da arte, que se sobrepõe a qualquer tipo de veto.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S__z6ERb8JI/AAAAAAAAApA/_ozuKuPr1D4/s1600/CAMINHO+OUT+2008_06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476363850810650770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S__z6ERb8JI/AAAAAAAAApA/_ozuKuPr1D4/s400/CAMINHO+OUT+2008_06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476363856028568466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S__z6XtfC5I/AAAAAAAAApI/55znGkRRtMA/s400/ORIGINAL+BAHIA+ETC_27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8074150508102301440-4542577869259366603?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/4542577869259366603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=4542577869259366603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4542577869259366603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/4542577869259366603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-proibido.html' title='&quot;E&quot; PROIBIDO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S__z6ERb8JI/AAAAAAAAApA/_ozuKuPr1D4/s72-c/CAMINHO+OUT+2008_06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-7199846141566850867</id><published>2010-05-19T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T13:49:02.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SÃO APENAS NÚVENS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S_RN7b8Z9VI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yu169vM0JZw/s1600/ARA%C3%87A%C3%8D_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473085130670732626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S_RN7b8Z9VI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yu169vM0JZw/s400/ARA%C3%87A%C3%8D_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No alto, sob o sol, à sombra, escurecidas pela noite, delineadas pela lua. Massas densas, imagens leves que projetam sonhos. Fantásticas!&lt;br /&gt;Fotografia feita na região de Araçaí - MG.&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/8074150508102301440-7199846141566850867?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/7199846141566850867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=7199846141566850867' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7199846141566850867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7199846141566850867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/05/sao-apenas-nuvens.html' title='SÃO APENAS NÚVENS'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S_RN7b8Z9VI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yu169vM0JZw/s72-c/ARA%C3%87A%C3%8D_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-7563061472525375683</id><published>2010-05-19T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T13:43:14.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A PASSAGEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S_RKUb6fptI/AAAAAAAAAow/YutLJ8mhd_g/s1600/A+PASSAGEM+2-3%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473081162112935634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S_RKUb6fptI/AAAAAAAAAow/YutLJ8mhd_g/s400/A+PASSAGEM+2-3%27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S_RKM7JCU4I/AAAAAAAAAog/sI3o48o9nGA/s1600/A+PASSAGEM+-+PRODU%C3%87%C3%83O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473081033056473986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S_RKM7JCU4I/AAAAAAAAAog/sI3o48o9nGA/s400/A+PASSAGEM+-+PRODU%C3%87%C3%83O.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Passagem. Passagem que pode te levar de ônibus, navio, trem, avião, transporte. Passagem que pode te deixar entrar num outro lugar, num outro mundo. Achar a passagem, o estreito caminho... Das pessoas que descem, ou sobem, a rua. Que vão para outra dimensão. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A passagem dos tons que vão do claro para o escuro,do frio para o quente. Dos tons que sobem do mi ao sí, sem bemol, sem sustenido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só, por um instante, de passagem. Sempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou finalizando duas etapas do tríptico &lt;strong&gt;A Passagem&lt;/strong&gt;, aproveitando a porta entreaberta de uma capelinha para deixar entrar a luz, a propagação gráfica dessa luz e sua transformação na paisagem lá do Cipó. Esse trabalho faz parte do &lt;em&gt;Armadillis inaturalis &lt;/em&gt;e segue algumas das referências tiradas do Dark Side of the Moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É toda pintada em acrílica sobre tela com formato final de 0,80 x 2,80 m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8074150508102301440-7563061472525375683?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/7563061472525375683/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=7563061472525375683' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7563061472525375683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7563061472525375683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/05/passagem.html' title='A PASSAGEM'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S_RKUb6fptI/AAAAAAAAAow/YutLJ8mhd_g/s72-c/A+PASSAGEM+2-3%27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6315371225106326168</id><published>2010-05-14T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T13:35:26.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O FUNERAL DA MANHÃ DE HOJE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S-2zsKQ_moI/AAAAAAAAAoY/4E6hJ77P4FA/s1600/JOKER.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471226693576268418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S-2zsKQ_moI/AAAAAAAAAoY/4E6hJ77P4FA/s400/JOKER.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Palhaço levantou como de costume, às 5:00h, deu de comer aos Gatos da Casa, foi ao banheiro e depois ligou o computador. Abriu a janela ao clarear o dia e lá estava o pequeno bichano rajado, inerte à beira da calçada. Desceu, arrumou uma caixa e enfiou o pequenino lá dentro. Amarrou e colocou na mochila. Levou ao bosque, sem cortejo mas com sol brilhante. Uma manhã brilhante! A manhã do funeral do gato desconhecido. Cavou, ficou com a mão doída e o pensamento lá em casa, nos Gatos da Casa. Fez o que tinha que fazer. Foi almoçar mais tarde. comeu bolo de sobremesa. Retornou à casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nessa manhã, junto com o gato desconhecido, enterrou outras imagens que foi juntando com o tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miragens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ilustração: Izquierdo brown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-6315371225106326168?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6315371225106326168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6315371225106326168' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6315371225106326168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6315371225106326168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-funeral-da-manha-de-hoje.html' title='O FUNERAL DA MANHÃ DE HOJE'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S-2zsKQ_moI/AAAAAAAAAoY/4E6hJ77P4FA/s72-c/JOKER.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-7824371509055700785</id><published>2010-03-31T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:30:52.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOTUS 72D EM ANDAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S7OiPZkgz5I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/z2guXPiMwDQ/s1600/JPS+72D_34+BLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454881959121571730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S7OiPZkgz5I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/z2guXPiMwDQ/s400/JPS+72D_34+BLOG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Durante o Carnaval, em São Gonçalo do Rio das Pedras, na Cachoeira da Rapadura, adiantei a aquarela da lotus 72 D. Agora falta pouco mas ainda é preciso um tempo sobrando para dedicar à essa finalização. Em breve estaremos vendo ela pronta por aqui.&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/8074150508102301440-7824371509055700785?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/7824371509055700785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=7824371509055700785' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7824371509055700785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/7824371509055700785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/03/lotus-72d-em-andamento.html' title='LOTUS 72D EM ANDAMENTO'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S7OiPZkgz5I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/z2guXPiMwDQ/s72-c/JPS+72D_34+BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-2809895728004848426</id><published>2010-03-19T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T10:30:46.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450396978105537394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OzLJTX03I/AAAAAAAAAnw/6sYTxvb2yqE/s400/JPS+72D+BLOG_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450396981276914898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OzLVHfNNI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rtpV4K36Hlw/s400/JPS+72D+BLOG_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450396985360216770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OzLkVBcsI/AAAAAAAAAoA/nepxDhT5xMs/s400/JPS+72D+BLOG_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OzMNfdH_I/AAAAAAAAAoI/F1mw3DN2-EA/s1600-h/JPS+72D+BLOG_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450396996409827314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OzMNfdH_I/AAAAAAAAAoI/F1mw3DN2-EA/s400/JPS+72D+BLOG_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; As imagens acima apresentam um pouco do processo da aquarela. Etapas sucessivas vão transformando as corres que se formam a partir da sobreposição de camadas de tinta. Um pouco de paciência, só.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em breve coloco essa peça finalizada. Uma curiosa coincidência nesse trabalho e naquele mais abaixo da Ferrar 312 PB: os carros correram as temporadas de 1972, foram campeões e este aqui, ainda tem a designação 72D. Alguma coisa acontece com essa época que me leva sempre a buscá-la na memória. Mesmo em relação aos trabalhos anteriores que tinham uma ligação com o disco &lt;em&gt;Dark Side of the Moon&lt;/em&gt;, do Pink Floyd, que foi concebido em 1972 e lançado em 73. Esse talvez seja um dos pontos que vou abordar em meu TCC, agora neste último semestre na Escola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-2809895728004848426?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/2809895728004848426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=2809895728004848426' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2809895728004848426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/2809895728004848426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-imagens-acima-apresentam-um-pouco-do.html' title=''/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OzLJTX03I/AAAAAAAAAnw/6sYTxvb2yqE/s72-c/JPS+72D+BLOG_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-3276964081193682792</id><published>2010-03-19T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T10:22:48.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OwQMtFWDI/AAAAAAAAAno/c1ky641YbgY/s1600-h/DKW+MALZONI+P%26B+RDZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450393766383147058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OwQMtFWDI/AAAAAAAAAno/c1ky641YbgY/s400/DKW+MALZONI+P%26B+RDZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O DKW Malzoni foi o carro que deu origem à Puma GT. Utilizava uma mecânica DKW de dois tempos e era inteiramente construído em fibra de vidro, leve e veloz, proporcionando inúmeras vitórias nos campeonatos brasileiros de automobilismo em meados dos anos 60.&lt;br /&gt;O desenho acima foi feito em grafite e vai servir de base para uma série de gravuras em metal que pretendo iniciar no segundo semestre de 2010 quando termino o bacharelado em pintura e dou início às atividades na gravura. Essa imagem vai ser transferida para uma chapa emulsionada com uma mistura fotosensível, depois gravada e corroída para gerar a matriz. Então pode-se fazer um certo número de cópias com o mesmo detalhamento do desenho.&lt;br /&gt;O carro representado é o quase vencedor das Mil Milhas Brasileiras de 1966 (uma boa história dessa prova no &lt;a href="http://www.obvio.ind.br/As%20mil%20milhas%20de%201966%20-%20equipe%20Vemag.htm"&gt;http://www.obvio.ind.br/As%20mil%20milhas%20de%201966%20-%20equipe%20Vemag.htm&lt;/a&gt;), pilotado pela dupla Emerson Fittipaldi/Jan Balder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-3276964081193682792?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/3276964081193682792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=3276964081193682792' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3276964081193682792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/3276964081193682792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-dkw-malzoni-foi-o-carro-que-deu.html' title=''/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OwQMtFWDI/AAAAAAAAAno/c1ky641YbgY/s72-c/DKW+MALZONI+P%26B+RDZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-1299687212688290975</id><published>2010-03-19T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T10:10:37.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O GATO SOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OuEil7FtI/AAAAAAAAAng/JzZWsZ0JM9E/s1600-h/WARM-BLOODED+NIGHT+ON+A+COLD+TILE_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450391367077009106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OuEil7FtI/AAAAAAAAAng/JzZWsZ0JM9E/s400/WARM-BLOODED+NIGHT+ON+A+COLD+TILE_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OuDyHsS4I/AAAAAAAAAnY/-Wi2A4XhRns/s1600-h/WARM-BLOODED+NIGHT+ON+A+COLD+TILE_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450391354065308546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OuDyHsS4I/AAAAAAAAAnY/-Wi2A4XhRns/s400/WARM-BLOODED+NIGHT+ON+A+COLD+TILE_10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450391338824850082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OuC5WFWqI/AAAAAAAAAnI/7UEbStjLciQ/s400/WARM-BLOODED+NIGHT+ON+A+COLD+TILE_05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OuDe7m8HI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/zlnu3mizIwo/s1600-h/WARM+...+REF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450391348914352242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OuDe7m8HI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/zlnu3mizIwo/s400/WARM+...+REF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Essa foto fiz quando estava em Ouro Preto, numa manhã de Páscoa, cinzenta e fria como quase todas as manhãs em Ouro Preto. Cantarolava na hora uma música do Jethro Tull, &lt;em&gt;"The Mouse Police Never Sleeps", &lt;/em&gt;e a última frase da canção dizia "...warm-blooded night in a cold tile." Foi o título que dei à pintura, feita em aquarela no papel Fabriano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A idéia de deixar o gato mais diluído veio do amigo Tales Sabará e as composições de linhas, triângulos e tons foram estudaddas junto ao mestre Mário Zavagli. A pintura foi feita para uma amiga e, como ela é peruana, a início o nome era El Gato Sol, por causa da Festa do Sol que acontece no Peru, por causa dos filtros de solarização que imprimi à imagem original, incluindo esse trabalho na linha dos trabalhos da série Fast Lisergy. Um gato, rápido, astuto,...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim nasceu WARM BLOODED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8074150508102301440-1299687212688290975?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/1299687212688290975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=1299687212688290975' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1299687212688290975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/1299687212688290975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-gato-sol.html' title='O GATO SOL'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OuEil7FtI/AAAAAAAAAng/JzZWsZ0JM9E/s72-c/WARM-BLOODED+NIGHT+ON+A+COLD+TILE_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074150508102301440.post-6890584780261250014</id><published>2010-03-19T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T09:59:37.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O ITAMBÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OrIHLC6fI/AAAAAAAAAnA/RWVAUaNEGvg/s1600-h/ITAMB%C3%89_2+BLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450388129901111794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OrIHLC6fI/AAAAAAAAAnA/RWVAUaNEGvg/s400/ITAMB%C3%89_2+BLOG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Com seus 2022 m de altitude, o Pico do Itambé eleva-se na Cordilheira do Espinhaço próximo ao Serro, mais precisamente no município de Santo Antônio do Itambé. Fiz recentemente uma foto, desde a estrada que liga São Gonçalo do Rio das Pedras a Milho Verde, e estou trtabalhando a imagem na aquarela, utilizando o mesmo papel Arches Satiné que usei na "Piedade". Já me falaram várias vezes que "o Itambé tem uma ponta!". É pode até ter uma ou várias, dependendo do local de onde é visto. Sei que o meu é assim mesmo, sem a tal da "ponta", e na mesma configuração que vejo desde a Serra do Raio, do Capivari, da Serra da Bicha, lugares por onde passei quando subi ao alto da Montanha. Hoje existe um "Parque Estadual" decretado e que, como sempre, carece de muita estrutura e direcionamento na utilização pelos visitantes. Tá tudo muito bonito, no papel. E no papel vou terminar a aquarela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8074150508102301440-6890584780261250014?l=blogdofiote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/feeds/6890584780261250014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8074150508102301440&amp;postID=6890584780261250014' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6890584780261250014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8074150508102301440/posts/default/6890584780261250014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdofiote.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-itambe.html' title='O ITAMBÉ'/><author><name>blogdofiote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11945287694413689143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/ShGpUvZ_uPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZTRgcK4wAXI/S220/OP+SEM+SANTA+09%27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c5Nspr04wY4/S6OrIHLC6fI/AAAAAAAAAnA/RWVAUaNEGvg/s72-c/ITAMB%C3%89_2+BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
