<?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-19486058</id><updated>2011-10-20T14:38:55.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diários de Pincel</title><subtitle type='html'>Histórias pintadas por Fernanda Rodante, 
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A dependência do petróleo, a frenética industrialização, o incremento das atividades agrícolas, foram alguns dos fatores que levaram ao aumento, segundo o estudo. Os cientistas calculam que a taxa continuará a crescer, na melhor das hipóteses, numa proporção de 1% ao ano. Este é o resultado da equação de quase sete bilhões de habitantes na Terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como isto interfere com os oceanos? Entre os vários serviços vitais que os oceanos nos prestam, está a produção do combustível primário da humanidade: oxigênio, resultado da fotossíntese sofrida pelas algas do fitoplâncton. Só que, ao mesmo tempo em que liberam oxigênio, ao passarem por esta metamorfose, as algas seqüestram dióxido de carbono da atmosfera, e o depositam no fundo do mar. O estudo calcula que desde a Revolução Industrial, até hoje, passados 250 anos, os mares absorveram 118 bilhões de toneladas de carbono, metade do que foi produzido no período.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como conseqüência, suas águas se tornaram mais ácidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir da publicação deste relatório, esporadicamente saem matérias na grande imprensa (a especializada continua debatendo o tema), repercutindo a questão com biólogos, e especialistas nos mais diversos campos da oceanografia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A acidificação dos oceanos é a nova ameaça aos corais, o mais importante ecossistema marinho, comparado às florestas tropicais por sua biodiversidade. Justamente os corais, que já enfrentam dificuldades para se reproduzirem, devido à poluição, e ao próprio aquecimento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano tem alcançado eficiência notável para minar a vida nos mares. Passados mais de 2 milênios de extração contínua, sem respeitar o ciclo de vida marinho, aplicamos alta tecnologia à colheita, especialmente depois dos avanços da Segunda Guerra Mundial. Foi a partir dela que surgiram os sonares, capazes de detectar os cardumes com precisão milimétrica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As redes também mudaram. Antes da guerra, puxadas por força humana, eram menores. Depois, os barcos incorporaram dispositivos hidráulicos, e elas passaram a sofrer de obesidade mórbida, atingindo proporções descomunais. Algumas têm área equivalente a seis aviões Jumbo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os dados da FAO, agência da ONU para alimentação e agricultura, são públicos: em 1950 retirava-se do mar, por ano, 19 milhões de toneladas de peixes. Passados 50 anos, a cifra saltou para 130 milhões de toneladas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda, segundo a FAO, a frota pesqueira mundial é 40% maior que os oceanos podem suportar. Só em subsídios, prova maior da falta de sustentabilidade na atividade pesqueira, são 20 bilhões de dólares por ano (a maior parte do Japão e Comunidade Européia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Além destes dados acachapantes, é preciso lembrar o constante e metódico desaparecimento de habitats marinhos, como manguezais, e estruturas coralíneas, que cedem o espaço que ocupavam para a urbanização dos litorais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sessenta por cento da população mundial mora na zona costeira. A outra conseqüência desta preferência é a poluição. O aglomerado humano precisa de banheiros. Mas a grande maioria não tem banheiro em casa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diariamente 2 milhões de toneladas de esgotos não tratados são despejados nos oceanos, o que torna os nossos dejetos a maior causa da poluição marítima mundial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A despeito destes graves problemas, agora surge um ainda mais cabeludo: a acidificação da água dos oceanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os químicos medem a acidez em unidades de pH, numa escala que vai de zero (o mais ácido), até 14 (o mais alcalino). A água do mar, alcalina, tem pH de cerca de 8,1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O estudo revela que a ação humana recente provocou a queda pH dos oceanos em 0,1 unidades. Até 2050 os cientistas imaginam que o índice possa cair mais 0,2 unidades. O que isto pode causar? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na melhor das hipóteses, “é mais uma eficiente contribuição” para a morte da vida marinha. Caminhamos céleres para transformar os oceanos num deserto inanimado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já cansei de ler artigos de especialistas alertando que as futuras gerações, a continuar este ritmo de degradação, encontrarão apenas bactérias e águas- vivas no mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobri que o sinistro alerta está mais próximo de se tornar realidade do que eu pensava. A revista Nature acaba de publicar os resultados de uma nova pesquisa, arrasadora para nosso estilo de vida. Ela aponta evidências que o aquecimento global está atacando a base da cadeia alimentar de vida marinha, diminuindo a quantidade de algas do fitoplâncton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estes vegetais microscópicos são a alimentação do zooplancton, que depois se tornam comida de organismos maiores, que por sua vez são devorados por peixes e crustáceos, e assim por diante, até chegarmos nos tubarões e orcas do topo da cadeia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semana passada a Folha publicou um resumo deste novo relatório, que teve como base análises feitas em 445 mil medições, em mares de todo o planeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua conclusão: nos últimos 60 anos houve queda de 40% das algas do fitoplâncton. De acordo com os cientistas, a diminuição estaria ligada ao aquecimento do planeta, e ao aumento da temperatura dos oceanos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é difícil entender. As algas precisam da luz do sol para viver, e produzir a fotossíntese, por isto ficam próximas da superfície, onde incide a luz solar. Com o aquecimento dos mares, as águas frias, ricas em nutrientes não conseguem aflorar. Sem que as águas frias subam, não há nutrientes para as algas, que diminuem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem elas, ou melhor, com a diminuição das algas, base da cadeia alimentar, todo o sistema de vida fica comprometido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atingimos o moto- perpétuo ao contrário: quanto mais pessoas consumindo no mundo, mais liberação de dióxido de carbono. Quanto mais CO2, mais aquecimento global, e maior acidificação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com mais aquecimento e acidificação, menores chances para a vida marinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por estas e outras, a pesca, tal como a conhecemos, está liquidada. Cinqüenta por cento dos estoques já se foram. Falta pouco para detonarmos de vez outros 25%. Restam, hoje, cerca de 25% dos recursos pesqueiros mundiais. Os cientistas calculam que a pesca industrial acaba em 2048.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você acha pouco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, de vez em quando, como que para apressar a catástrofe anunciada, ainda temos um acidente, como o da British Petroleum e a tragédia do Golfo do México, provavelmente o maior acidente com petróleo da história. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém conseguiu calcular com precisão quanto óleo escapou para o mar. Os jornais trazem cifras que vão de 350, até 700 milhões de litros, nos 85 dias em que o combustível vazou ininterruptamente. O Golfo do México nunca mais será o mesmo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se iluda. O problema é gerado por todos nós. Apesar destes acidentes dramáticos, eles são responsáveis por menos de 20% do óleo derramado no mar. O grosso vem de nossos automóveis, e estilo de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isto que queremos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, é bom se preparar, a carne de peixe criado em fazendas é insossa, insípida e inodora. E este é o menor dos problemas que a nova situação vai nos trazer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendo a leitura da resenha de um livro, com o sugestivo título Four Fish: The Future of the Last Wild Food,” publicada pelo crítico de gastronomia do New York Times, em 29 de julho: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/01/books/review/Sifton-t.html?_r=1&amp;emc=eta1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E bom apetite enquanto é tempo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-2667136114213016584?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.marsemfim.com.br/apresentacao_msf.html' title='www.marsemfim.com.br'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/2667136114213016584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=2667136114213016584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2667136114213016584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2667136114213016584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2011/07/wwwmarsemfimcombr.html' title='www.marsemfim.com.br'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-112100903723163529</id><published>2010-12-20T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T05:44:48.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor e Fé</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TQ9agvX7f2I/AAAAAAAAJqM/D9kxKAet_pI/s1600/Yuri%2526Cris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TQ9agvX7f2I/AAAAAAAAJqM/D9kxKAet_pI/s400/Yuri%2526Cris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552756384090259298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz tempo que estou para postar essa foto no Blog...&lt;br /&gt;Demorei porque queria escrever palavras especiais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa linda moça me procurou um dia para pintar sua família&lt;br /&gt;e entrou para a minha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela é uma pessoa tão doce e suave, &lt;br /&gt;de alma tão perfumada... que demorei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse quadro mostra o encontro dela &lt;br /&gt;com outra alma bem perfumada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felizes celebram o Amor e a Fé. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essas duas palavras os descrevem bem. &lt;br /&gt;Achei! Essas são as palavras especiais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que assim seja sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-112100903723163529?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/112100903723163529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=112100903723163529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/112100903723163529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/112100903723163529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/12/amor-e-fe.html' title='Amor e Fé'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TQ9agvX7f2I/AAAAAAAAJqM/D9kxKAet_pI/s72-c/Yuri%2526Cris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-3711093103438750253</id><published>2010-12-14T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T18:29:20.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uma reflexão para o novo ano... ou para o dia de amanhã mesmo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TQgn4Znb1lI/AAAAAAAAJqE/NgRZfLnddes/s1600/cart%25C3%25A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TQgn4Znb1lI/AAAAAAAAJqE/NgRZfLnddes/s400/cart%25C3%25A3o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550730390636582482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em recomeço é bom.&lt;br /&gt;Nessa vida a gente dorme e acorda, dorme e acorda, dorme e acorda.&lt;br /&gt;Recomeçamos todos os dias santos.&lt;br /&gt;E nesses recomeços sempre podemos fazer diferente, ser diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;É muito chato ter uma chance de ser melhor, mais generoso, mais paciente, mais qualquer coisa que se queira ser... e não ser.&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas dormem e acordam, dormem e acordam e não pensam nisso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-3711093103438750253?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/3711093103438750253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=3711093103438750253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3711093103438750253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3711093103438750253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/12/uma-reflexao-para-o-novo-ano-ou-para-o.html' title='uma reflexão para o novo ano... ou para o dia de amanhã mesmo.'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TQgn4Znb1lI/AAAAAAAAJqE/NgRZfLnddes/s72-c/cart%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-1388341594306414115</id><published>2010-07-16T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:16:53.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exposição Bandeiras</title><content type='html'>Todas as imagens dos quadros e as respectivas frases podem ser vistos no link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/album.php?aid=2021259&amp;id=1192044301"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/album.php?aid=2021259&amp;id=1192044301&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-1388341594306414115?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/1388341594306414115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=1388341594306414115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1388341594306414115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1388341594306414115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/07/exposicao-bandeiras.html' title='Exposição Bandeiras'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-3189275372960648077</id><published>2010-07-16T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:13:16.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDKsqfqgII/AAAAAAAAJjY/yb-ADw1d6yY/s1600/Paz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDKsqfqgII/AAAAAAAAJjY/yb-ADw1d6yY/s400/Paz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494614414062157954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que existem guerras, se tudo pode ser resolvido no par ou ímpar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço ao meu querido Poeta Paulo Bonfim, que escreveu essa frase pra mim, inspirado nessa obra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uma bandeira da Paz desfraldada sobre o mundo e a humanidade&lt;br /&gt;voltará a sonhar um sonho de fraternidade,&lt;br /&gt;um despertar de amor"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-3189275372960648077?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/3189275372960648077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=3189275372960648077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3189275372960648077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3189275372960648077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/07/paz.html' title='Paz'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDKsqfqgII/AAAAAAAAJjY/yb-ADw1d6yY/s72-c/Paz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6009806145720372736</id><published>2010-07-16T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:08:22.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz, hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDJrXEVwUI/AAAAAAAAJjQ/5sSgxNaBbi4/s1600/Jazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDJrXEVwUI/AAAAAAAAJjQ/5sSgxNaBbi4/s400/Jazz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494613292155781442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz é tudo que soa, que sua e que swinga. &lt;br /&gt;Se apenas soar ou apenas suar ou, ainda, apenas swingar não será jazz. &lt;br /&gt;Mas, soando, suando e swingando, tudo ao mesmo tempo, é jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Francisco Papaterra)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6009806145720372736?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6009806145720372736/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6009806145720372736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6009806145720372736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6009806145720372736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/07/jazz-hoje.html' title='Jazz, hoje'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDJrXEVwUI/AAAAAAAAJjQ/5sSgxNaBbi4/s72-c/Jazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-7347853540749097347</id><published>2010-07-16T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:53:58.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uma feliz realização!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1OmcxJ6ijk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1OmcxJ6ijk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu marido criou a música com um grande, grande amigo.&lt;br /&gt;E uma grande, grande amiga deu movimentos aos meus desenhos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-7347853540749097347?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/7347853540749097347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=7347853540749097347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7347853540749097347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7347853540749097347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/07/uma-feliz-realizacao-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-539130035701761959</id><published>2010-07-16T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:47:35.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade aparecida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDEQmD-PWI/AAAAAAAAJjI/sxZ-yhOvEvg/s1600/watanabe-wall+de+entrada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDEQmD-PWI/AAAAAAAAJjI/sxZ-yhOvEvg/s400/watanabe-wall+de+entrada.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494607334766165346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem feita especialmente para um hall de entrada;&lt;br /&gt;Diz aos visitantes que sua presença era mais do que esperada.&lt;br /&gt;Allegria! Gioia!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un lampo di vita&lt;br /&gt;Allegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un pazzo gridar&lt;br /&gt;Allegria&lt;br /&gt;Del delittuoso grido&lt;br /&gt;Bella ruggente pena, seren&lt;br /&gt;Come la rabbia di amar&lt;br /&gt;Allegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un assalto di gioia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allegria&lt;br /&gt;I see a spark of life shining&lt;br /&gt;Allegria&lt;br /&gt;I hear a young minstrel sing&lt;br /&gt;Allegria&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful roaring scream&lt;br /&gt;Of joy and sorrow, so extreme&lt;br /&gt;There is a love in me raging&lt;br /&gt;Allegria&lt;br /&gt;A joyous, magical feeling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-539130035701761959?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/539130035701761959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=539130035701761959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/539130035701761959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/539130035701761959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/07/amizade-aparecida.html' title='Amizade aparecida'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDEQmD-PWI/AAAAAAAAJjI/sxZ-yhOvEvg/s72-c/watanabe-wall+de+entrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-1192937809745663022</id><published>2010-07-16T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:40:52.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guernica Rodante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDDnJqiyLI/AAAAAAAAJjA/spM172-EHrY/s1600/guernica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDDnJqiyLI/AAAAAAAAJjA/spM172-EHrY/s400/guernica.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494606622768679090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo Picasso, mas abaixo as touradas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-1192937809745663022?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/1192937809745663022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=1192937809745663022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1192937809745663022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1192937809745663022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/07/guernica-rodante.html' title='Guernica Rodante'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TEDDnJqiyLI/AAAAAAAAJjA/spM172-EHrY/s72-c/guernica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6847668244905639997</id><published>2010-04-09T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T06:49:27.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mãe, Maternidade, Maternar&lt;br /&gt;palavras que vêm do Amor e significam: &lt;br /&gt;gerar, cuidar, zelar, querer bem...&lt;br /&gt;entusismar, ensinar, ter coragem, encorajar e libertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contudo,&lt;br /&gt;o significado mais profundo dessa magnífica experiência, &lt;br /&gt;nenhum saber linguístico consegue explicar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse retrato "Amada mãe, eterna amiga"&lt;br /&gt;foi feito para um filho dedicado &lt;br /&gt;e amoroso. &lt;br /&gt;Definitivamente um dos mais presentes que eu já conheci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meu querido amigo Ed Briga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/S79jP6FwolI/AAAAAAAAJRo/iqbJ6wdD58w/s1600/ed3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/S79jP6FwolI/AAAAAAAAJRo/iqbJ6wdD58w/s400/ed3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458190398338933330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6847668244905639997?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6847668244905639997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6847668244905639997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6847668244905639997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6847668244905639997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2010/04/mae-maternidade-maternar-palavras-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/S79jP6FwolI/AAAAAAAAJRo/iqbJ6wdD58w/s72-c/ed3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-1116212065592641110</id><published>2009-12-02T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T02:02:48.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz encerramento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SxY4jm1ZVQI/AAAAAAAAJCc/bnDyBzjGzVs/s1600-h/fe_alvaro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SxY4jm1ZVQI/AAAAAAAAJCc/bnDyBzjGzVs/s400/fe_alvaro2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410574186703312130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No último dia da exposição, recebi uma visita poética, profunda e plena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O querido Poeta Álvaro Alves de Faria veio ao Conjunto Nacional e me presenteou com apreciações sobre todos os trabalhos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inesquecível!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SxY4UsHWKnI/AAAAAAAAJCU/avHjkgUBDOE/s1600-h/fe_alvaro3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SxY4UsHWKnI/AAAAAAAAJCU/avHjkgUBDOE/s400/fe_alvaro3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410573930422741618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-1116212065592641110?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.alvaroalvesdefaria.com/' title='Feliz encerramento'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://jovempan.uol.com.br/blogs/poeta/' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.alvaroalvesdefaria.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/1116212065592641110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=1116212065592641110&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1116212065592641110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1116212065592641110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-encerramento.html' title='Feliz encerramento'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SxY4jm1ZVQI/AAAAAAAAJCc/bnDyBzjGzVs/s72-c/fe_alvaro2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-4549909020179691299</id><published>2009-11-20T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T10:12:25.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exposição Bandeiras</title><content type='html'>Antes de apresentar as fotos da abertura da exposição, preciso agradecer muitíssimo a ajuda preciosa dos meus patrocinadores ETAPA e INSTITUTO RICARDO IZAR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço à Comexim, à Fernanda Ribeiro, à Abre Aspas, à Valkiria e ao Angelo Iacocca, à Lucy Bufarat, ao Mario Júnior e ao Conjunto Nacional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço à Heloisa, minha amada mãe e ao Daniel, meu amado marido. Agradeço ao Marcello, meu irmão, à Glicia, minha cunhadinha e à querida família Berenstein. Agradeço à Patrícia Cicarelli, grande amiga e a melhor assessora de imprensa desse Brasil e às incríveis pessoas que aceitaram o convite para legendar as minhas obras, resultando num belíssimo trabalho e agregando valor inestimável à exposição. São eles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Álvaro Alves de Faria&lt;br /&gt;Antonio Roberto Rodante&lt;br /&gt;Célia Passoni&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Giffoni&lt;br /&gt;Francisco de Assis&lt;br /&gt;Francisco Papaterra&lt;br /&gt;Halu Gamashi&lt;br /&gt;Hernâni Donato&lt;br /&gt;Lelia Maria Romero&lt;br /&gt;Patrícia Cicarelli&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Bomfim&lt;br /&gt;Raquel Naveira&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo Izar Junior&lt;br /&gt;Thomaz Rafael&lt;br /&gt;Zuleika dos Reis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para terminar os agradecimentos (ser grata é uma das melhores sensações dessa vida), mando um beijo especial para o tio Nicolas (que figura!) e para o Felipe Bueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo também para a minha Therezinha Giffoni, para a Célia Pícolo, para a Tutu, o Nelsão, o meu tio Dario, a Nanilda... Cesar Passoni e sua linda Sra Camila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, claro, a todas as pessoas que foram até a Paulista, naquela noite "entransitada".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca esquecerei de suas presenças felizes em minha vida. Valeu mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, com vocês, as fotos:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-4549909020179691299?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/4549909020179691299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=4549909020179691299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/4549909020179691299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/4549909020179691299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/11/exposicao-bandeiras_20.html' title='Exposição Bandeiras'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-5539926893781989420</id><published>2009-09-01T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T07:20:23.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodando no mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sp0tmnG2jkI/AAAAAAAAI6w/duqgM8LyRwo/s1600-h/italia+(209).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sp0tmnG2jkI/AAAAAAAAI6w/duqgM8LyRwo/s400/italia+(209).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376503671506243138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou feliz por estar integrada!&lt;br /&gt;Essa internet é uma parada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.fernandarodante.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.twitter.com.br/feijanja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.youtube.com.br/feijanja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-5539926893781989420?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/5539926893781989420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=5539926893781989420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5539926893781989420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5539926893781989420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/09/rodando-no-mundo.html' title='Rodando no mundo'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sp0tmnG2jkI/AAAAAAAAI6w/duqgM8LyRwo/s72-c/italia+(209).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-8999453781941860917</id><published>2009-06-08T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:45:18.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Si0eSKqARnI/AAAAAAAAIO4/x8kqlxU8sws/s1600-h/yuri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Si0eSKqARnI/AAAAAAAAIO4/x8kqlxU8sws/s320/yuri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344961630205658738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse quadro é um presente que celebra 35 anos de um casamento &lt;br /&gt;repleto de amor, amarilis &lt;br /&gt;e entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O quadro veio trazer a lembrança daquele importante dia, &lt;br /&gt;em que eles disseram sim&lt;br /&gt;com a maior das alegrias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesses 35 anos muita coisa aconteceu,&lt;br /&gt;a lua subiu várias vezes&lt;br /&gt;e o sol ascendeu, a luz acendeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A querida menina de rosa &lt;br /&gt;foi crescendo...&lt;br /&gt;e a gente se conheceu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje Yuri, mulher criativa, &lt;br /&gt;sensitiva, ativa e positiva&lt;br /&gt;criou essa imagem com flores de cores bem fortes e vivas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu apenas materializei sua idéia&lt;br /&gt;repleta de lembranças da infância tão bela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo que os próximos trinta e cinco&lt;br /&gt;sejam igualmente lindos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-8999453781941860917?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/8999453781941860917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=8999453781941860917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8999453781941860917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8999453781941860917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/06/yuri.html' title='Yuri'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Si0eSKqARnI/AAAAAAAAIO4/x8kqlxU8sws/s72-c/yuri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-7261563590146439619</id><published>2009-06-07T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:07:25.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Convites personalizados...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixFUIVjPFI/AAAAAAAAIOg/EcZERy_cYrk/s1600-h/convite+de+anivers%C3%A1rio+personalizado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixFUIVjPFI/AAAAAAAAIOg/EcZERy_cYrk/s320/convite+de+anivers%C3%A1rio+personalizado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344723069919509586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu também adoro trabalhar no photoshop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a pessoa que compra o quadro irá casar ou fazer uma festa, como foi o caso do aniversário do Natan, ou o casamento do Eugenio, a arte do convite fica sendo um presente meu. Eu trabalho a imagem para caber no tamanho do papel, organizo as informações, coloco os mapas, pesquiso o tipo de letra que melhor combina com o conjunto etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normalmente o quadro também leva as cores da festa, então tudo fica extremamente integrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixEic-exdI/AAAAAAAAIOY/sB2CLOs43Xo/s1600-h/convite+de+casamento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixEic-exdI/AAAAAAAAIOY/sB2CLOs43Xo/s320/convite+de+casamento.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344722216466433490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixHy9TQ7QI/AAAAAAAAIOo/Kn4REZhBCAU/s1600-h/casaisecores+(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixHy9TQ7QI/AAAAAAAAIOo/Kn4REZhBCAU/s320/casaisecores+(23).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344725798556331266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixIDXISTuI/AAAAAAAAIOw/q2FySNhN5Qw/s1600-h/casaisecores+(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixIDXISTuI/AAAAAAAAIOw/q2FySNhN5Qw/s320/casaisecores+(9).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344726080367513314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-7261563590146439619?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/7261563590146439619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=7261563590146439619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7261563590146439619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7261563590146439619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/06/convites-personalizados.html' title='Convites personalizados...'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SixFUIVjPFI/AAAAAAAAIOg/EcZERy_cYrk/s72-c/convite+de+anivers%C3%A1rio+personalizado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6160471992445350847</id><published>2009-06-02T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:18:02.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariana &amp; Gabriel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SiU8iqMtRLI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/HoTznQDDj6Q/s1600-h/OgAAAPS2Gym6WL6QBNXGcFsg8fOVF732izINw1BGVBn5HcC4E9JNg45tcovoleFQtXGhFfEi4qqMAhR5FoM7_fHqWJkAm1T1UNjhqNy2r4evzbHTRLn-JgmlqGMn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SiU8iqMtRLI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/HoTznQDDj6Q/s320/OgAAAPS2Gym6WL6QBNXGcFsg8fOVF732izINw1BGVBn5HcC4E9JNg45tcovoleFQtXGhFfEi4qqMAhR5FoM7_fHqWJkAm1T1UNjhqNy2r4evzbHTRLn-JgmlqGMn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342743099085767858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um amor Colorido, Completo, Cumpriiiido.&lt;br /&gt;Um amor Caloroso, Cantado, Cantiiiiigo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A Mari e eu nos conhecemos pelo orkut.&lt;br /&gt;Esse quadro foi um presente e uma surpresa para o seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por coicidência, casamos no mesmo lugar,&lt;br /&gt;o lindo, magnífico e exuberante Espaço Natureza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais a conheci, mais me encantei com sua poesia&lt;br /&gt;com carinho, para sempre guardarei sua caixinha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6160471992445350847?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6160471992445350847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6160471992445350847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6160471992445350847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6160471992445350847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/06/mariana-gabriel.html' title='Mariana &amp; Gabriel'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SiU8iqMtRLI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/HoTznQDDj6Q/s72-c/OgAAAPS2Gym6WL6QBNXGcFsg8fOVF732izINw1BGVBn5HcC4E9JNg45tcovoleFQtXGhFfEi4qqMAhR5FoM7_fHqWJkAm1T1UNjhqNy2r4evzbHTRLn-JgmlqGMn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-5804618492288456796</id><published>2009-05-28T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:57:13.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha maior inspiração... (o maridão)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sh6bm2gXJAI/AAAAAAAAIN4/652Cq3SgIXA/s1600-h/retrato+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sh6bm2gXJAI/AAAAAAAAIN4/652Cq3SgIXA/s320/retrato+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340877299876570114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Se me perco em suas brancas dunas. Viro vento. Percorro seus vales. sopro beijos. Refresco meus ares em suas encostas". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrito por Patricia Cicarelli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-5804618492288456796?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/5804618492288456796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=5804618492288456796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5804618492288456796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5804618492288456796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/05/daniel.html' title='Minha maior inspiração... (o maridão)'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sh6bm2gXJAI/AAAAAAAAIN4/652Cq3SgIXA/s72-c/retrato+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-7657887615608069850</id><published>2009-03-31T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:33:22.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fernanda Ribeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SdI1r8N8QgI/AAAAAAAAINY/ba0NCqAa7jA/s1600-h/fer.jpg"&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/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SdI1r8N8QgI/AAAAAAAAINY/ba0NCqAa7jA/s400/fer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319373138893226498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão doce quanto as suas bolachas...&lt;br /&gt;Tão criativa e rica quantos seus pratos sofisticados...&lt;br /&gt;Dona de um talento incomum na arte das comidas do mundo, também cria imagens fantásticas com seus glacês e apetrechos culinários...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulher de fibra, coragem, força, independência e muita sabedoria, é um verdadeiro exemplo que quero seguir. Que pessoa mais admirável!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga verdadeira, possui um sorriso franco e aberto, daqueles gostosos de ficar vendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse quadro foi feito inspirado em sua grande paixão: www.bolachasdecoradas.com.br&lt;br /&gt;(Que bênção ser apaixonada pelo trabalho!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga Fe, um beijo rosa pra você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SdI3aeN836I/AAAAAAAAINg/hrJ3eT-4us0/s1600-h/fernandas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SdI3aeN836I/AAAAAAAAINg/hrJ3eT-4us0/s320/fernandas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319375037805682594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-7657887615608069850?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/7657887615608069850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=7657887615608069850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7657887615608069850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7657887615608069850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/03/fernanda-ribeiro.html' title='Fernanda Ribeiro'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SdI1r8N8QgI/AAAAAAAAINY/ba0NCqAa7jA/s72-c/fer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6477773979227501211</id><published>2009-03-16T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:06:22.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Poeta e a Bailarina</title><content type='html'>Agradeço a minha amada amiga Patrícia Cicarelli pela especial inspiração e pelo lindo texto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb7vGYOyqEI/AAAAAAAAIM4/AYJaLhxHld0/s1600-h/paty3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb7vGYOyqEI/AAAAAAAAIM4/AYJaLhxHld0/s400/paty3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313947503206508610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O Poeta e a Bailarina” (2009) – Óleo sobre Tela de Fernanda Rodante, agora pertencente ao acervo do Poeta Álvaro Alves de Faria. Na tela, a artista plástica inspirou-se na Pequena Bailarina de Edgar Degas, de 1881. Mais que inspiração, Fernanda colheu o momento de um poeta, representado pelos livros e pela pena, um poeta refletido na presença da Pequena Bailarina. Posso dizer que Fernanda intuiu através da obra do pintor e escultor francês os fios comuns entre as personalidades do artista e do poeta: timidez, isolamento, alguma obsessividade. São eles seres enigmáticos. Observa-se na obra de ambos a oclusão e a privação. Essas nuances foram materializadas na pintura de Fernanda Rodante, na escolha que fez dos elementos que compuseram a cena: uma bailarina, objeto do desejo do poeta que a tem no olhar, a poesia – nos livros e na pena -, e por detrás dela se posta, buscando a invisibilidade, para então admirá-la sem se mostrar. Sua presença oculta é delatada, porém, no colorido das pinceladas que marca a obra e o estilo da bela artista, Fernanda Rodante. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não há perfeição maior da figura da mulher como a de uma bailarina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Quando o Poeta Álvaro Alves de Faria faz essa afirmação é ainda mais, é uma revelação. Coleciona bailarinas em forma de luminárias, estatuetas, esculturas, pinturas. São mais de trezentas. É preciso que seja uma bailarina, objeto de sua fixação, um ser idealizado, deslumbrante no gesto, etérea, eterna, inatingível, imaginária, a mulher que ele deseja mas não alcança, apenas acena. Passiva ela é perfeita e ele a reverencia no silêncio dos seus versos...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse é um trecho do livro inédito que escrevo sobre a vida e obra do Poeta Álvaro Alves de Faria.   (Patrícia Cicarelli)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6477773979227501211?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6477773979227501211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6477773979227501211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6477773979227501211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6477773979227501211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-poeta-e-bailarina.html' title='O Poeta e a Bailarina'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb7vGYOyqEI/AAAAAAAAIM4/AYJaLhxHld0/s72-c/paty3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-1318927486177636978</id><published>2009-03-16T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:08:53.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilian &amp; Fabiano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb5hfVC4P2I/AAAAAAAAIMw/9_e8pNCiYPM/s1600-h/ashcar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb5hfVC4P2I/AAAAAAAAIMw/9_e8pNCiYPM/s400/ashcar2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313791801196822370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casal divertidíssimo!&lt;br /&gt;Magnífico mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse retrato foi um presente de casamento diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise Giffoni, minha cunhada, &lt;br /&gt;minha amiga, minha irmã, foi quem encomendou, quem presenteou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela participou da criação da obra, fotografando os amigos aqui no ateliê.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma sessão de fotos extremamente divertida, numa tarde linda de véspera de casamento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa imagem mostra o clima de romance e alegria que eles estavam vivendo.&lt;br /&gt;Que seja sempre asim, faça chuva, faça vento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-1318927486177636978?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/1318927486177636978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=1318927486177636978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1318927486177636978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1318927486177636978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/03/lilian-fabiano.html' title='Lilian &amp; Fabiano'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb5hfVC4P2I/AAAAAAAAIMw/9_e8pNCiYPM/s72-c/ashcar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-2177851336144626039</id><published>2009-03-16T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:44:20.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb5c4azd7MI/AAAAAAAAIMo/VdRabq6tlqY/s1600-h/fam%C3%ADlia+cabral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb5c4azd7MI/AAAAAAAAIMo/VdRabq6tlqY/s400/fam%C3%ADlia+cabral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313786734681386178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma família de comercial de margarina&lt;br /&gt;que se ama, se respeita e imagina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma família de talentos, troféus e bons momentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um exemplo a ser seguido, &lt;br /&gt;conhecido,&lt;br /&gt;e entendido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-2177851336144626039?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/2177851336144626039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=2177851336144626039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2177851336144626039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2177851336144626039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-familia-de-comercial-de-margarina.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sb5c4azd7MI/AAAAAAAAIMo/VdRabq6tlqY/s72-c/fam%C3%ADlia+cabral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-3740640288111410781</id><published>2009-03-01T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:10:12.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcello &amp; Glicia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sas_6_nulYI/AAAAAAAAIKY/N1q3h6znudE/s1600-h/DSC06348.JPG"&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/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sas_6_nulYI/AAAAAAAAIKY/N1q3h6znudE/s400/DSC06348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308406868529288578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciosidades, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocês são a minha riqueza,&lt;br /&gt;Meus irmãos, meus queridos irmãos...&lt;br /&gt;Seu amor é uma beleza!&lt;br /&gt;Exemplo de amizade e união&lt;br /&gt;Que assim sempre seja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-3740640288111410781?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/3740640288111410781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=3740640288111410781&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3740640288111410781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3740640288111410781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/03/marcello-glicia.html' title='Marcello &amp; Glicia'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Sas_6_nulYI/AAAAAAAAIKY/N1q3h6znudE/s72-c/DSC06348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-5514553114880841300</id><published>2009-01-27T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T07:19:42.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je e Thiago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SX8k1UjgsMI/AAAAAAAAIJs/tzIL6zav2Rs/s1600-h/DSC06258.JPG"&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/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SX8k1UjgsMI/AAAAAAAAIJs/tzIL6zav2Rs/s400/DSC06258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295992185280311490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casal lindo de Minas Gerais&lt;br /&gt;constróem seu ninho com Amor,&lt;br /&gt;pautados na Verdade e na Paz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-5514553114880841300?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/5514553114880841300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=5514553114880841300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5514553114880841300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5514553114880841300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2009/01/je-e-thiago.html' title='Je e Thiago'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SX8k1UjgsMI/AAAAAAAAIJs/tzIL6zav2Rs/s72-c/DSC06258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-8883293703286651187</id><published>2008-10-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:35:55.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luciana &amp; Paul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPYAQ7kczyI/AAAAAAAAHeo/1jOc768D-mc/s1600-h/DSC04290.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPYAQ7kczyI/AAAAAAAAHeo/1jOc768D-mc/s400/DSC04290.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257389905870114594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Luciana,&lt;br /&gt;Seu casamento foi sonho, beleza praiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a vocês que a distância&lt;br /&gt;seja gentil e bacana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-8883293703286651187?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/8883293703286651187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=8883293703286651187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8883293703286651187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8883293703286651187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/10/luciana-paul.html' title='Luciana &amp; Paul'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPYAQ7kczyI/AAAAAAAAHeo/1jOc768D-mc/s72-c/DSC04290.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-2490742580952665688</id><published>2008-10-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:33:46.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheila e Rogério</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPVaXnQw8bI/AAAAAAAAHeY/ev32dU5PXa8/s1600-h/Untitled-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPVaXnQw8bI/AAAAAAAAHeY/ev32dU5PXa8/s400/Untitled-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257207501747712434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queridos novos amigos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a magia desse momento acompanhe vocês&lt;br /&gt;por toda a jornada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumplicidade, paz e muita risada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-2490742580952665688?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/2490742580952665688/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=2490742580952665688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2490742580952665688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2490742580952665688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/10/sheila-e-rogrio.html' title='Sheila e Rogério'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPVaXnQw8bI/AAAAAAAAHeY/ev32dU5PXa8/s72-c/Untitled-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-4413539384648990238</id><published>2008-10-14T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:15:30.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus Retratos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPVRq3DET6I/AAAAAAAAHeQ/hUitqZtJXsE/s1600-h/retrato+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPVRq3DET6I/AAAAAAAAHeQ/hUitqZtJXsE/s400/retrato+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257197936798093218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente encontrei o meu caminho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após doze anos de pintura, descobri os retratos.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, primeiro eu descobri a felicidade do casamento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 02 de março deste ano, Daniel e eu nos casamos. Até então eu nunca havia imaginado o quanto esse momento era importante. E marcante. E alucinante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintei esse quadro a partir de uma foto do nosso noivado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei tão feliz e encantada com esse universo, que resolvi me enveredar por esses caminhos, dividindo a minha idéia com outras noivinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje tenho a alegria de conhecer muitos casais apaixonados e fazer novos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao retratá-los nesse momento de preparativos e euforia, acabo revivendo muito daquela alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho a ambição de colocar muito mais do que uma imagem na tela: quero retratar as pessoas. Quero conhecê-las, saber suas histórias, suas cores, memórias e sabores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juntos criamos a obra. Os noivos também são autores do retrato. Eu só ajudo! rsrsrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-4413539384648990238?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/4413539384648990238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=4413539384648990238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/4413539384648990238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/4413539384648990238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/10/meus-retratos.html' title='Meus Retratos'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SPVRq3DET6I/AAAAAAAAHeQ/hUitqZtJXsE/s72-c/retrato+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-7039398985089425495</id><published>2008-10-14T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:52:24.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marília &amp; Eugênio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SI4jJQxTPUI/AAAAAAAAFOg/kNV0Kqb9ttU/s1600-h/emnova-imagem.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SI4jJQxTPUI/AAAAAAAAFOg/kNV0Kqb9ttU/s400/emnova-imagem.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228154859451268418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queridos amigos, precioso casal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor de vocês se renove a cada dia;&lt;br /&gt;E que seu lindo exemplo transforme o mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-7039398985089425495?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/7039398985089425495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=7039398985089425495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7039398985089425495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7039398985089425495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/10/marlia-eugnio.html' title='Marília &amp; Eugênio'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SI4jJQxTPUI/AAAAAAAAFOg/kNV0Kqb9ttU/s72-c/emnova-imagem.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6755451257487759295</id><published>2008-08-31T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:06:49.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agradecimentos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsHhRSoOtI/AAAAAAAAFUA/j-dTun808H4/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsHhRSoOtI/AAAAAAAAFUA/j-dTun808H4/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240790859534318290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encerramos nossas sessões de arte na Livraria Manoscritto, a convite da Geneci e da Lucy, recebendo o abraço dos amigos Rodrigo Geribello, Vivian Brandini, Bruno Chiminasso, Ricardo Izar júnior e sua filhota linda, linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos verdadeiros, fundamentais e magníficos. Vocês definitivamente me inspiraram para escrever a declaração que segue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsD3xMn8HI/AAAAAAAAFT4/Y8tZ6-nc6MM/s1600-h/DSC04174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsD3xMn8HI/AAAAAAAAFT4/Y8tZ6-nc6MM/s400/DSC04174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240786848009678962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsDZMgoFrI/AAAAAAAAFTw/axVCbamSFxU/s1600-h/DSC04168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsDZMgoFrI/AAAAAAAAFTw/axVCbamSFxU/s400/DSC04168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240786322765387442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsCvCVOXLI/AAAAAAAAFTo/krHOODw7sg4/s1600-h/DSC04186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsCvCVOXLI/AAAAAAAAFTo/krHOODw7sg4/s400/DSC04186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240785598478703794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsCdLvR_fI/AAAAAAAAFTg/WzHH8OQsXSU/s1600-h/DSC04225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsCdLvR_fI/AAAAAAAAFTg/WzHH8OQsXSU/s400/DSC04225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240785291766267378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsBfKrSG_I/AAAAAAAAFTY/x_GOdtp4G5c/s1600-h/DSC04204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsBfKrSG_I/AAAAAAAAFTY/x_GOdtp4G5c/s400/DSC04204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240784226329172978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6755451257487759295?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6755451257487759295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6755451257487759295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6755451257487759295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6755451257487759295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/08/agradecimentos.html' title='Agradecimentos!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SLsHhRSoOtI/AAAAAAAAFUA/j-dTun808H4/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-716119335741439137</id><published>2008-08-20T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:14:26.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SKxQvIA7InI/AAAAAAAAFTI/8s6wAYquTBE/s1600-h/Renno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SKxQvIA7InI/AAAAAAAAFTI/8s6wAYquTBE/s400/Renno.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236649237260477042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nome desse quadro virou uma frase:&lt;br /&gt;"Uns querem paz para viver;&lt;br /&gt;Outros querem viver para ter paz"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-716119335741439137?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/716119335741439137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=716119335741439137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/716119335741439137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/716119335741439137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-nome-desse-quadro-virou-uma-frase-uns.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SKxQvIA7InI/AAAAAAAAFTI/8s6wAYquTBE/s72-c/Renno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6343724661773558529</id><published>2008-08-15T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:23:48.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaração de Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SKxTCoTmLKI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/TCq_UWEww1c/s1600-h/DSC04116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SKxTCoTmLKI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/TCq_UWEww1c/s400/DSC04116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236651771369499810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor fez de mim uma pessoa pequena.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca vou entender isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como uma pessoa deste tamanho que eu tenho&lt;br /&gt;consegue abrigar tanto sentimento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São tantas, mas são tantas as pessoas que amo&lt;br /&gt;e amo tanto, um tantão,&lt;br /&gt;que não tem nenhum cabimento! Não entende a razão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas cabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabe gente que há pouco conheci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabe gente daqui...&lt;br /&gt;cabe gente dali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabe gente que nunca mais vi.&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não esqueci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabe gente que nunca vai ouvir isso de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou me declarar para o padeiro,&lt;br /&gt;nem para a Tia Rosa, para a Eny, para o Toninho, meu jornaleiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomaria o dia inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Se me atrevesse a contar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padrinhos e alunos,&lt;br /&gt;avós adotivos e filhos dos amigos&lt;br /&gt;Colegas, conhecidos,&lt;br /&gt;Primos dos primos, Gabriela e meus suspiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns tantos passaram sem nada significar.&lt;br /&gt;Sou ser humana regular. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse tão fácil não haveria o meritar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tem muitos mais que nunca amarei.&lt;br /&gt;Pois não os conheço, seus nomes não sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, voltando aos que eu amo,&lt;br /&gt;O que me intriga é o tamanho.&lt;br /&gt;O tamanho e a quantidade do meu amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor não vê sexo, nem tampouco a idade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A primeira vez que amei&lt;br /&gt;do outro sexo e da minha idade,&lt;br /&gt;aprendi a respeitar&lt;br /&gt;a não-reciprocidade.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso é muito legal de saber.&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso ser correspondida&lt;br /&gt;Para amar nessa vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando isso acontece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos unimos numa prece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu tenho um marido,&lt;br /&gt;admirado e querido.&lt;br /&gt;E o melhor de tudo,&lt;br /&gt;ele entende isso que eu digo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossível não amar &lt;br /&gt;sua família todinha,&lt;br /&gt;são uma extensão dele, &lt;br /&gt;são o leite e a farinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossível explicar&lt;br /&gt;esse fenômeno que relativa.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um é único e importante&lt;br /&gt;apesar da comitiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir-se pequeno&lt;br /&gt;é abrir-se para o infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue&lt;br /&gt;se eu consigo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6343724661773558529?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6343724661773558529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6343724661773558529&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6343724661773558529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6343724661773558529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/08/declarao-de-amor.html' title='Declaração de Amor'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SKxTCoTmLKI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/TCq_UWEww1c/s72-c/DSC04116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-2525445847536256608</id><published>2008-08-04T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T06:08:55.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Projeto Agosto em Dobro na Livraria Manoscritto</title><content type='html'>O Atelier Carpe Diem foi convidado a artear numa charmosa livraria, todos os domingos do mês de agosto, na parte da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem aparecer na Manoscritto poderá conferir as músicas de Daniel Giffoni e a pintura ao vivo que estarei realizando. &lt;br /&gt;Pode aproveitar também para conhecer todo um leque de novidades literárias e tomar um café num jardim interno que há lá dentro. Pode fumar um charuto, falar bonitas palavras e visitar a exposição dos meus quadros que está no andar de cima da livraria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeçemos à Geneci e à Lucy pelo querido convite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdcoTA_OWI/AAAAAAAAFRM/2POtP-kFliQ/s1600-h/DSC03940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdcoTA_OWI/AAAAAAAAFRM/2POtP-kFliQ/s400/DSC03940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230751339583060322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdcVKyBe8I/AAAAAAAAFRE/SC5E80esHMU/s1600-h/DSC03944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdcVKyBe8I/AAAAAAAAFRE/SC5E80esHMU/s400/DSC03944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230751010955295682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdcFWhItAI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/TZqgOj5hVbM/s1600-h/DSC03945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdcFWhItAI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/TZqgOj5hVbM/s400/DSC03945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230750739227784194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-2525445847536256608?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/2525445847536256608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=2525445847536256608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2525445847536256608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2525445847536256608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/08/projeto-agosto-em-dobro-na-livraria.html' title='Projeto Agosto em Dobro na Livraria Manoscritto'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdcoTA_OWI/AAAAAAAAFRM/2POtP-kFliQ/s72-c/DSC03940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-3240838071722352178</id><published>2008-08-04T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:41:51.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdbdRvenGI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/j9CjoFWIOV8/s1600-h/Sugest%C3%A3o+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdbdRvenGI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/j9CjoFWIOV8/s400/Sugest%C3%A3o+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230750050750995554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-3240838071722352178?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/3240838071722352178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=3240838071722352178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3240838071722352178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3240838071722352178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdbdRvenGI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/j9CjoFWIOV8/s72-c/Sugest%C3%A3o+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-8776600937720414332</id><published>2008-08-04T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:01:36.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exposição Balonismo no Ar</title><content type='html'>Realizada na cidade de Rio Claro em junho de 2008, a exposição contou com as ilustres presenças dos artistas Antonio Rodante, Augusto T. Higa, José Eduardo Corbisier, Junia Pereira, Lucas Pennacchi, Reynaldo Berto, Sergio Grecu e eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço com alegria por terem aceitado o meu convite e, profissionais que são, terem realizado trabalhos tão espetaculares. Vocês são geniais!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdYOg72mnI/AAAAAAAAFQs/zrpobNIoVC0/s1600-h/P1000486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdYOg72mnI/AAAAAAAAFQs/zrpobNIoVC0/s400/P1000486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230746498596510322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdYClBIupI/AAAAAAAAFQk/9U4AzckSFgA/s1600-h/P1000584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdYClBIupI/AAAAAAAAFQk/9U4AzckSFgA/s400/P1000584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230746293533981330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdX1B4plOI/AAAAAAAAFQc/N1piLM0RR-8/s1600-h/P1000605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdX1B4plOI/AAAAAAAAFQc/N1piLM0RR-8/s400/P1000605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230746060764845282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdXre_qOaI/AAAAAAAAFQU/ck4c-DVrE-w/s1600-h/P1000596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdXre_qOaI/AAAAAAAAFQU/ck4c-DVrE-w/s400/P1000596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230745896780183970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdXUICZdqI/AAAAAAAAFQM/qApSo1biICM/s1600-h/P1000572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdXUICZdqI/AAAAAAAAFQM/qApSo1biICM/s400/P1000572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230745495480661666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdXHkNqzoI/AAAAAAAAFQE/1z_ly3PKTfU/s1600-h/P1000599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdXHkNqzoI/AAAAAAAAFQE/1z_ly3PKTfU/s400/P1000599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230745279705828994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdWvpiIvsI/AAAAAAAAFP8/1qCeh__mXkc/s1600-h/P1000577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdWvpiIvsI/AAAAAAAAFP8/1qCeh__mXkc/s400/P1000577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230744868816993986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdWjJVqjoI/AAAAAAAAFP0/vWsFeaXq8j8/s1600-h/P1000570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdWjJVqjoI/AAAAAAAAFP0/vWsFeaXq8j8/s400/P1000570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230744654016319106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdV-8NOczI/AAAAAAAAFPs/XKmazRoU_QY/s1600-h/balonismo+2008+140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdV-8NOczI/AAAAAAAAFPs/XKmazRoU_QY/s400/balonismo+2008+140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230744032015971122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdVogSiLfI/AAAAAAAAFPk/dZF7Yru8OQE/s1600-h/balonismo+2008+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdVogSiLfI/AAAAAAAAFPk/dZF7Yru8OQE/s400/balonismo+2008+128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230743646564920818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço também, e mais uma vez, à grande amiga Gabriela Slavec, que idealizou todo o campeonato. Quem quiser mais informações sobre o lindo evento pode acessar&lt;br /&gt;www.balonismonoar.com.br&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-8776600937720414332?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/8776600937720414332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=8776600937720414332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8776600937720414332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8776600937720414332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/08/exposio-balonismo-no-ar.html' title='Exposição Balonismo no Ar'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SJdYOg72mnI/AAAAAAAAFQs/zrpobNIoVC0/s72-c/P1000486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-1076783354401272841</id><published>2008-06-22T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:23:02.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SF7QUejI6bI/AAAAAAAAFCk/qekiJVVXngc/s1600-h/P8280086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SF7QUejI6bI/AAAAAAAAFCk/qekiJVVXngc/s400/P8280086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214834468758022578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A essência de toda arte bela, de toda grande arte, é a gratidão."&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                                               Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-1076783354401272841?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/1076783354401272841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=1076783354401272841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1076783354401272841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1076783354401272841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/06/essncia-de-toda-arte-bela-de-toda.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/SF7QUejI6bI/AAAAAAAAFCk/qekiJVVXngc/s72-c/P8280086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-8402939521351892166</id><published>2008-06-22T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:08:39.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um metro quadrado de arte, por favor</title><content type='html'>http://ummetroquadradodearteporfavor.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quem gosta de pensar sobre arte, &lt;br /&gt;vale a pena conferir esse blog, &lt;br /&gt;tem histórias lindíssimas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada, Patrick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-8402939521351892166?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/8402939521351892166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=8402939521351892166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8402939521351892166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8402939521351892166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/06/httpummetroquadradodearteporfavorblogsp.html' title='Um metro quadrado de arte, por favor'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-686433926505595298</id><published>2008-04-08T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T14:09:00.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R_vdlchc5ZI/AAAAAAAAE9A/b9nRJI6swtg/s1600-h/verde+mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R_vdlchc5ZI/AAAAAAAAE9A/b9nRJI6swtg/s400/verde+mar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186983031228654994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passarinho Emílio: Não é que eles conseguiram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passarinho Daniel: Eles seguiram.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-686433926505595298?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/686433926505595298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=686433926505595298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/686433926505595298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/686433926505595298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/04/passarinho-emlio-no-que-eles.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R_vdlchc5ZI/AAAAAAAAE9A/b9nRJI6swtg/s72-c/verde+mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-8859775299894852188</id><published>2008-04-01T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T06:06:04.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma oração</title><content type='html'>Oi, meu Amigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que coisa boa viver cada dia a Te observar.&lt;br /&gt;A ser amada por Ti... E Te amar!&lt;br /&gt;Como não falar Contigo e de Ti? &lt;br /&gt;De Todos os Teus Tis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me recusei a receber uma religião pronta.&lt;br /&gt;Preferi criar uma minha. Mas, como dizem todas, &lt;br /&gt;não estou sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;É tão fácil e tão bom Te sentir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te vejo nos rostos das pessoas na rua... &lt;br /&gt;... nas luzes, miniaturas.&lt;br /&gt;Te ouço nos barulhos e nas vozes. &lt;br /&gt;Até nas que pronunciam os Teus nomes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não Te compreendo nem um pouco. &lt;br /&gt;Mas me fascino por todas as Tuas pistas.&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso Te compreender para Te amar. &lt;br /&gt;Mas adoro pensar sobre Ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não compreendo quem não Te vê, mas respeito.&lt;br /&gt;Não compreendo quem Te impõe aos outros, acho feio.&lt;br /&gt;... Mas não deixo de me fascinar do mesmo jeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a minha pintura seja uma oração.&lt;br /&gt;Que as minhas atitudes todas também.&lt;br /&gt;Que eu possa dançar a Tua canção. E Te dizer Amém. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda Rodante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R_L4cchc5YI/AAAAAAAAE8I/ioW9oMSvTSY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R_L4cchc5YI/AAAAAAAAE8I/ioW9oMSvTSY/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184479288633386370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-8859775299894852188?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/8859775299894852188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=8859775299894852188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8859775299894852188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/8859775299894852188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/04/oraction.html' title='Uma oração'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R_L4cchc5YI/AAAAAAAAE8I/ioW9oMSvTSY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-5543516315222366605</id><published>2008-04-01T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:02:06.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma biografia poética...</title><content type='html'>Dizem que quando Ele fecha uma porta, abre uma janela.&lt;br /&gt;No meu mundo de tintas misturadas, Ele tirou o chão e abriu o teto, &lt;br /&gt;de onde caiu um pincel.&lt;br /&gt;Como quem pega uma varinha, dada pela mãe madrinha, &lt;br /&gt;comecei a apontar aqui e ali. &lt;br /&gt;Risco vai, risco vem, ainda estou viva.&lt;br /&gt;Vivi um ano inteiro de criações solitárias &lt;br /&gt;e encontrei o “meu Pensa”... &lt;br /&gt;Saudoso primeiro professor, fumou e ensinou. &lt;br /&gt;Literalmente me adotou.&lt;br /&gt;À minha casa muito engraçada, que não tinha teto nem nada, &lt;br /&gt;trouxe técnica, forma e terra de siena queimada.&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Franco, o segundo mentor dessa busca, &lt;br /&gt;cobriu as formas com tinta carregada, &lt;br /&gt;quase sólida, robusta. &lt;br /&gt;Á minha casa muito engraçada, levou música cubana, &lt;br /&gt;muita cor e mulher pelada.&lt;br /&gt;FANG veio em seguida, dando rumo a essa vida.&lt;br /&gt;À minha casa engraçada deu leve visitada, &lt;br /&gt;me arrancou num parto Tao&lt;br /&gt;pondo no mundo uma artista com pincel, cimento e cal.&lt;br /&gt;Virei pedreira, bailarina, equilibrista, cubista.&lt;br /&gt;Construo nova morada, para meus patos, cataventos,&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida voada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-5543516315222366605?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/5543516315222366605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=5543516315222366605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5543516315222366605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5543516315222366605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/04/uma-biografia-potica.html' title='Uma biografia poética...'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6441518658097667745</id><published>2008-01-31T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:01:28.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R6JrzBr343I/AAAAAAAAB0M/p9OaiJYetoA/s1600-h/P8280085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R6JrzBr343I/AAAAAAAAB0M/p9OaiJYetoA/s320/P8280085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161806647289963378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós, seres humanos, somos sistemas abertos. Estamos em constante troca de energia com o meio ambiente, seja por meio da respiração, alimentação, comunicação etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que vem do mundo é aleatório, &lt;strong&gt;mas o que fazemos leva a nossa marca&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eu ter consciência desse processo, escolhi ter uma postura de responsabilidade para com minhas ações e, mais do que tudo, escolhi estar aberta ao mundo, receber toda essa energia, olhar para ela com atenção e transformá-la em algo que leve uma marca muito positiva. E operante. Ópera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R6Joixr342I/AAAAAAAAB0E/ImG5M_v8wcQ/s1600-h/P8190076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R6Joixr342I/AAAAAAAAB0E/ImG5M_v8wcQ/s320/P8190076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161803069582205794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6441518658097667745?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6441518658097667745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6441518658097667745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6441518658097667745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6441518658097667745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2008/01/ns-seres-humanos-somos-sistemas-abertos.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/R6JrzBr343I/AAAAAAAAB0M/p9OaiJYetoA/s72-c/P8280085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-1825955239347839127</id><published>2007-09-25T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:04:49.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RvnMROXqQXI/AAAAAAAAA90/S7L_9tTliFk/s1600-h/Jazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114343448143085938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RvnMROXqQXI/AAAAAAAAA90/S7L_9tTliFk/s400/Jazz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/19486058-1825955239347839127?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/1825955239347839127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=1825955239347839127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1825955239347839127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/1825955239347839127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/09/jazz.html' title='Jazz'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RvnMROXqQXI/AAAAAAAAA90/S7L_9tTliFk/s72-c/Jazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-220776465618660180</id><published>2007-09-25T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:37:41.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que existem guerras se tudo pode ser resolvido no par ou ímpar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RvnAl-XqQWI/AAAAAAAAA9s/jjnTdXduOIQ/s1600-h/Paz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114330610485838178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RvnAl-XqQWI/AAAAAAAAA9s/jjnTdXduOIQ/s400/Paz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puxa vida...&lt;br /&gt;Eu até me emocionei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixei esse quadro numa querida livraria, a Manoscritto, onde ficou por quase um mês.&lt;br /&gt;Quando voltei lá para buscá-lo, as meninas que vendem os livros disseram que vão sentir falta dele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elas me contaram também que agora não brigam mais! Quando surge uma divergência, vão logo contando os dedos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom viver!!!! É tão legal ver uma simples atitude (no caso esse quadro "Por que existem guerras, se tudo pode ser resolvido no par ou ímpar?") transformar algo e trazer frutos inesperados!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez volto a dizer que o que fazemos leva a nossa marca. Cada gesto é da maior responsabilidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-220776465618660180?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/220776465618660180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=220776465618660180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/220776465618660180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/220776465618660180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/09/por-que-existem-guerras-se-tudo-pode.html' title='Por que existem guerras se tudo pode ser resolvido no par ou ímpar?'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RvnAl-XqQWI/AAAAAAAAA9s/jjnTdXduOIQ/s72-c/Paz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-7717694216335371120</id><published>2007-09-25T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:11:16.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedimos Paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Rvm_q-XqQVI/AAAAAAAAA9k/SeQv0gxp7d0/s1600-h/Passeata+a+favor+da+paz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114329596873556306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Rvm_q-XqQVI/AAAAAAAAA9k/SeQv0gxp7d0/s400/Passeata+a+favor+da+paz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/19486058-7717694216335371120?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/7717694216335371120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=7717694216335371120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7717694216335371120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7717694216335371120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/09/pedimos-paz.html' title='Pedimos Paz'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Rvm_q-XqQVI/AAAAAAAAA9k/SeQv0gxp7d0/s72-c/Passeata+a+favor+da+paz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-5902526711087220884</id><published>2007-09-25T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:29:22.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecologistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Rvm-1uXqQUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/pG8YP5YR3jc/s1600-h/Ecologistas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114328682045522242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Rvm-1uXqQUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/pG8YP5YR3jc/s400/Ecologistas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só você pode previnir incêndios nas florestas!&lt;br /&gt;Faça a sua parte: vá até a mata mais próxima e fique de olho nas bitucas de cigarros!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-5902526711087220884?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/5902526711087220884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=5902526711087220884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5902526711087220884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5902526711087220884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/09/ecologistas.html' title='Ecologistas'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/Rvm-1uXqQUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/pG8YP5YR3jc/s72-c/Ecologistas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-22799125041209580</id><published>2007-06-27T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:10:43.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BIG BANG EXPLODE EM CONSTELAÇÃO DE BALÕES&lt;br /&gt;NOS CÉUS DA CIDADE AZUL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um campeão e uma nova Constelação apareceram nos Céus de Rio Claro, interior de São Paulo entre os dias 20 e 24 de junho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080941143897965458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMhDOa0g5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/T-Zq7i3rKL0/s400/DSC04130%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um público de mais de 40 mil pessoas viu surgir diante dos olhos a mais brilhante super-nova: Sacha Haim, piloto paulista vencedor do 1º Open Brasil de Balonismo 2007! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080932463769060098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMZJ-a0gwI/AAAAAAAAANY/gQur8fA-2ug/s400/632649909_f36ec47582%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080930470904234690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMXV-a0gsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/8ECuGK-zkfs/s400/633066567_7d72050762%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durante cinco dias, a Cidade Azul, como é conhecida Rio Claro, sediou o campeonato que contou com a participação de 25 pilotos brasileiros e estrangeiros e uma constelação de mais de 30 Balões que povoou os céus da cidade da região do alvorecer ao por-do-sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080930960530506450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMXyea0gtI/AAAAAAAAANA/RE7GYBafSj4/s400/Bal%C3%A3o!+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foram cinco dias de espetáculos de cores e emoção que mudaram o cotidiano da cidade e encantaram os visitantes do estado e de outras regiões do país, que foram atraídos pelo Balonismo, esporte que vem ganhando adeptos e torcedores de todas as idades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O evento integrou a comemoração dos 180 anos de Rio Claro, que vem se despontando no cenário nacional e mundial no esporte aéreo. De acordo com o secretário de Turismo da Cidade, Ricardo Naitzk, o sucesso do 1º Open Brasil de Balonismo 2007 consagra Rio Claro como um dos centros mundiais dessas modalidades esportivas. Segundo o secretário, a realização do evento causou um impacto econômico extremamente positivo para o setor de turismo da cidade. Ele já anunciou o 2º Open Brasil de Balonismo para junho de 2008, juntamente com Gabriela Slavec, organizadora do evento, jovem piloto premiada nacional e internacionalmente, responsável pela iniciativa de propagar o Balonismo no Brasil e trazer os grandes pilotos estrangeiros para consolidar o esporte no país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080932115876709106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMY1ua0gvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/AYRy-TeosIE/s400/Bal%C3%A3o!+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O encerramento do 1º Open Brasil de Balonismo foi repleto de emoção, com a última prova realizada domingo pela manhã, quando as pessoas puderam aplaudir e torcer pelo seu piloto favorito, como em qualquer outro esporte competitivo que reúne o grande público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080935809548583778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMcMua0g2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/WMdpURbEl-Q/s400/Bal%C3%A3o!+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre tantos destaques, foi marcante o workshop desenvolvido na Tenda Cultural do Balonismo, montada no Aeroclube da Cidade, onde quase oito mil crianças das escolas de Rio Claro ouviram palestras sobre balonismo, com abordagem dos vários temas pertinentes ao esporte, especialmente segurança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No sábado, outro grande destaque foi o Night Glow, um show noturno de luzes e músicas, em que os balões, todos inflados na pista do Aeroclube, realizaram coreografias, ora acendendo, ora apagando as chamas de seus maçaricos no ritmo das músicas temas do campeonato. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080941277041951650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMhK-a0g6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/9jbZL6yNHSs/s400/DSC04214%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080906084055446706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3TWHhqy859M/RoMBKeU-9LI/AAAAAAAAA04/0ofsl9Esp5g/s400/night+glow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Show foi conduzido com maestria pela dupla de artistas Jerry Bello e Giff One, da Rádio Balonismo no Ar, montada no Aeroclube exclusivamente para transmitir ao público em tempo real todas as provas e acontecimentos, durante o 1º Open Brasil de Balonismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080932888970822418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMZiua0gxI/AAAAAAAAANg/i6JfAmWBH78/s400/Bal%C3%A3o!+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encerrado com a última prova da manhã de domingo, o 1º Open Brasil de Balonismo anunciou o vencedor: o piloto paulista de 30 anos, Sacha Haim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080937205412954994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMdd-a0g3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/i6-bdppwxJE/s400/Bal%C3%A3o!+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classificação Final Oficial do 1º Open Brasil de Balonismo 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classificação Final Nº do balão Piloto Pontuação&lt;br /&gt;1° 24 Sacha Haim 13344&lt;br /&gt;2° 12 Flamarion Barreto 12620&lt;br /&gt;3º 13 Jairo Fogaça 12148&lt;br /&gt;4º 03 Phillipe De Cock (Bélgica) 11948&lt;br /&gt;5º 25 Sandro Haim 11868&lt;br /&gt;6º 10 Fábio Passos 11811&lt;br /&gt;7º 18 Lupércio Lima 10636&lt;br /&gt;8º 05 Adriano Perini 10612&lt;br /&gt;9º 09 Carlos Humberto 9892&lt;br /&gt;10º 02 Gerald Stürrzlinger (Áustria) 9788&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º Open Brasil de Balonismo – Rio Claro 180 Anos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Realização: Secretaria de Turismo de Rio Claro, Prefeitura Municipal e ARACÊ Projetos e Eventos. Patrocinador ULTRAGAZ. Apoio: Esport Motor Honda, IAG Jr., Somar Meteorologia, Aeroclube de Rio Claro, Portal 360 Graus, Amistà e Kraftwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As últimas notícias sobre todo o campeonato estão no site:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.balonismonoar.com.br/openbrasil" target="_blank"&gt;www.balonismonoar.com.br/openbrasil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080934529648329538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMbCOa0g0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/aBa0YzsLPGw/s400/Bal%C3%A3o!+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Patrícia Cicarelli – MTB 14.834&lt;br /&gt;Time Comunicação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Cicarelli.time@uol.com.br" target="_blank"&gt;cicarelli.time@uol.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assessoria de Imprensa 1º Open Brasil de Balonismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-22799125041209580?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/22799125041209580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=22799125041209580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/22799125041209580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/22799125041209580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-bang-explode-em-constelao-de-bales.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Moraes Giffoni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14671841056303981804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/medium/581/522581.jpg?xid=8791454641698191759'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMhDOa0g5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/T-Zq7i3rKL0/s72-c/DSC04130%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6456785040984708895</id><published>2007-06-27T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:01:41.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMWdOa0gqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uK0g131Fs_I/s1600-h/Polar%2520Bear%2520485024%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080929495946658466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMWdOa0gqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uK0g131Fs_I/s400/Polar%2520Bear%2520485024%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenpea%20ce.org.br/%20colaboradores/%20download/%20infomercial_%20web.wmv"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoKpWOa0goI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WS0g7ZbJicc/s1600-h/ara%C3%A7atiba+(295).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greenpeace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Juntos podemos fazer muito!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clique o link e veja o infomercial&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenpeace.org.br/colaboradores/download/infomercial_web.wmv" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.greenpeace.org.br/colaboradores/download/infomercial_web.wmv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6456785040984708895?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6456785040984708895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6456785040984708895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6456785040984708895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6456785040984708895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/06/greenpeace-juntos-podemos-muito-clique.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RoMWdOa0gqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uK0g131Fs_I/s72-c/Polar%2520Bear%2520485024%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-7430774622533706646</id><published>2007-05-25T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T19:29:57.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ação!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RleVDPIuspI/AAAAAAAAALM/Bsxd95OdIIo/s1600-h/P3240190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068683788464075410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RleVDPIuspI/AAAAAAAAALM/Bsxd95OdIIo/s400/P3240190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RleTMPIusoI/AAAAAAAAALE/Iyi2vpWYjkA/s1600-h/fer+(43).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ação, do verbo Agir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não implica saber, pensar, concluir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saber que existe fome no mundo, quem não sabe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pensar que existe guerra, violência, corrupção...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Concluir que estamos destruindo esse mesmo mundo. Quem não?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todo mundo sabe de tudo isso. Esse é o problema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não basta saber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ação, do verbo agir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Implica ter consciência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando se tem consciência de que pessoas não têm o que comer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o planeta sofre, que o frio maltrata...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aí, sim, vem a ação, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a canção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/19486058-7430774622533706646?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/7430774622533706646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=7430774622533706646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7430774622533706646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7430774622533706646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/05/ao.html' title='Ação!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RleVDPIuspI/AAAAAAAAALM/Bsxd95OdIIo/s72-c/P3240190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6561025790832322720</id><published>2007-05-25T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:10:38.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balonismo no Ar!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.balonismonoar.com.br/openbrasil/pt.asp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068621399769133682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldcTvIusnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yAsKe30LXcA/s400/balao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;clique na imagem e veja o site do Balonismo no Ar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra! Extra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma feliz notícia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O 1º Open Brasil de Balonismo será realizado na cidade de Rio Claro, SP, de 20 a 24 de junho de 2007, sendo o maior evento competitivo de Balonismo já realizado na América do Sul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Idealizado pela minha querida amiga Gabriela Slavec, recebeu o meu apoio: o balão campeão ganhará um quadro meu. Pintarei a obra lá mesmo, deixando um espaço para reproduzir a imagem do vencedor, assim que sair o resultado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-6561025790832322720?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6561025790832322720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6561025790832322720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6561025790832322720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6561025790832322720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/05/balonismo-no-ar.html' title='Balonismo no Ar!!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldcTvIusnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yAsKe30LXcA/s72-c/balao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-6554270729859022483</id><published>2007-05-25T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:24:48.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mercedeslorenzo.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068599370881872466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldIRfIuslI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GENGvSgIbcw/s400/serra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldHq_IuskI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ejEXIAzCcw0/s1600-h/serra.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Verde, cor do crescimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontrada na planta que nasce, clara como um alface&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encontrada na folha madura, que a vida deixou escura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muito cuidado nesse momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para crescer direito, como deve ser feito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e para que o verde não suma no vento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/19486058-6554270729859022483?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/6554270729859022483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=6554270729859022483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6554270729859022483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/6554270729859022483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/05/verde.html' title='Verde'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldIRfIuslI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GENGvSgIbcw/s72-c/serra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-5253711215114552345</id><published>2007-05-25T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:34:41.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma Enya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upytp-ZsTzM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upytp-ZsTzM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-5253711215114552345?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/5253711215114552345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=5253711215114552345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5253711215114552345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/5253711215114552345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/05/cavalo-de-brinquedo.html' title='Uma Enya!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-7641256742562698742</id><published>2007-05-25T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:36:05.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passeata pela Paz na Paulista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldGYfIusiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ec-_1RCzVts/s1600-h/passeata+pela+paz+na+Paulista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068597292117701154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldGYfIusiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ec-_1RCzVts/s400/passeata+pela+paz+na+Paulista.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passeata pela Paz na Paulista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coisa que intriga:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais Vermelho que Branco na vista!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-7641256742562698742?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/7641256742562698742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=7641256742562698742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7641256742562698742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7641256742562698742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/05/passeata-pela-paz-na-paulista.html' title='Passeata pela Paz na Paulista'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldGYfIusiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ec-_1RCzVts/s72-c/passeata+pela+paz+na+Paulista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-3137591966269639716</id><published>2007-05-25T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:24:15.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paz: Bem pra quem faz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldF2fIushI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HbBvLf29NGk/s1600-h/paz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068596708002148882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldF2fIushI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HbBvLf29NGk/s400/paz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/19486058-3137591966269639716?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/3137591966269639716/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=3137591966269639716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3137591966269639716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/3137591966269639716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/05/paz-bem-pra-quem-faz.html' title='Paz: Bem pra quem faz.'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RldF2fIushI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HbBvLf29NGk/s72-c/paz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-9160405772305347954</id><published>2007-04-16T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:35:38.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RiP54r9W_RI/AAAAAAAAADM/_C4MYGhwMRs/s1600-h/vovÃ³+com+vovÃ³.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054157959107902738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RiP54r9W_RI/AAAAAAAAADM/_C4MYGhwMRs/s400/vov%C3%B3+com+vov%C3%B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Assim como um dia bem aproveitado proporciona um bom sono, uma vida bem vivida proporciona uma boa morte." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Leonardo da Vinci &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Este final de semana fui ver a exposição do Da Vinci...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Essas visitas sempre são inspiradoras, mas não posso mentir que fiquei um pouco decepcionada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apesar da montagem fraca, sua genialidade impressiona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E lá estava essa frase!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Para ilustrar, a minha avó... No colo da avó...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-9160405772305347954?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/9160405772305347954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=9160405772305347954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/9160405772305347954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/9160405772305347954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/04/assim-como-um-dia-bem-aproveitado.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RiP54r9W_RI/AAAAAAAAADM/_C4MYGhwMRs/s72-c/vov%C3%B3+com+vov%C3%B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-2372393383787298153</id><published>2007-04-16T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:24:58.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RiP3H79W_QI/AAAAAAAAADE/IWVC9oZAjdc/s1600-h/garoa+sÃ³.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054154922566024450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RiP3H79W_QI/AAAAAAAAADE/IWVC9oZAjdc/s400/garoa+s%C3%B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uma feliz notícia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pode chover, que aqui dentro é sol!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E a chuva é linda!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Novo site está no ar!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fernandarodante.com"&gt;www.fernandarodante.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-2372393383787298153?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/2372393383787298153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=2372393383787298153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2372393383787298153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/2372393383787298153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/04/uma-feliz-notcia.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RiP3H79W_QI/AAAAAAAAADE/IWVC9oZAjdc/s72-c/garoa+s%C3%B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-7256953273927539427</id><published>2007-02-21T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T10:46:50.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RdyTVWHSscI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Y3v6adK2NgM/s1600-h/foto+fernanda+e+seus+4+amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034060478416073154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RdyTVWHSscI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Y3v6adK2NgM/s400/foto+fernanda+e+seus+4+amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:AbreJanela(" cmd="txt&amp;ref=1094128649');&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"As produções de todas as artes são tipos de poesias e seus artesãos são todos poetas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ociocriativo.com.br/frases/pesquisa.cgi?cmd=psq&amp;chk=1&amp;amp;opc=txt&amp;chk_aut=1&amp;amp;key=Plat%E3o"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Platão&lt;/span&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/19486058-7256953273927539427?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/7256953273927539427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=7256953273927539427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7256953273927539427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/7256953273927539427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/02/poetas.html' title='Poetas'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RdyTVWHSscI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Y3v6adK2NgM/s72-c/foto+fernanda+e+seus+4+amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-4477372086011574246</id><published>2007-02-16T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:40:39.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A que vamos brindar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RdZZ04BpTzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/g1Urgw7czAA/s1600-h/Digitalizar0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032308398560464690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RdZZ04BpTzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/g1Urgw7czAA/s400/Digitalizar0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Importante iniciar a imaginação...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tem tanta tristeza tombando torto e tudo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ele chora, nós choramos, vós chorais, corais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seria sim saudável se sentíssemos sol e som.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exercitar empenhados em escutar e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O amor, mais do que um sentimento, é um verbo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Verbo = Ação!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um brinde ao amor, então!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-4477372086011574246?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/4477372086011574246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=4477372086011574246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/4477372086011574246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/4477372086011574246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/02/que-vamos-brindar.html' title='A que vamos brindar?'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RdZZ04BpTzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/g1Urgw7czAA/s72-c/Digitalizar0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-925237242039201346</id><published>2007-01-23T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T17:09:24.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RbawkIx46oI/AAAAAAAAAAY/S9OWkwp2icE/s1600-h/fer+(95).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023396569256880770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RbawkIx46oI/AAAAAAAAAAY/S9OWkwp2icE/s400/fer+(95).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Estamos todos correndo riscos. E a Natureza pede socorro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Correremos para a salvação pelo amor ou pela dor - assim como fazem aqueles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;que recorrem à fé, à religião, ao espiritismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Por enquanto, as pessoas ainda defendem a Natureza pelo caminho do amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Quando a situação piorar, muitos terão de mudar de comportamento.&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/19486058-925237242039201346?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/925237242039201346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=925237242039201346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/925237242039201346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/925237242039201346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/01/estamos-todos-correndo-riscos.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RbawkIx46oI/AAAAAAAAAAY/S9OWkwp2icE/s72-c/fer+(95).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116845852708755553</id><published>2007-01-10T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T11:50:45.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No fundo, no fundo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/853479/bonecoverde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/320/24434/bonecoverde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Você não pode fazer nada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;sobre o comprimento da sua vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;mas você pode fazer algo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;sobre sua largura e profundidade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Evan Esar)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116845852708755553?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116845852708755553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116845852708755553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116845852708755553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116845852708755553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-fundo-no-fundo.html' title='No fundo, no fundo...'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116793939702705689</id><published>2007-01-04T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T06:07:09.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discussões</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RbazKIx46pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8WUDnEtM75w/s1600-h/Digitalizar0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023399421115165330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RbazKIx46pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8WUDnEtM75w/s400/Digitalizar0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que assuntos como futebol, política e religião não devem ser discutidos. Deve ser porque todos eles fatalmente acabam em briga, pois envolvem a questão do sentimento profundo.&lt;br /&gt;Na maioria das vezes herdamos essas paixões de nossos pais ou de algum herói de nossa infância. É algo realmente forte e que determina muitas personalidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que o banco da igreja e a arquibancada do estádio sejam lugares onde as pessoas da mesma família finalmente conseguem entrar em comunhão e dividir esperanças. O mesmo acontece nos almoços de domingo, quando todos se reúnem para falar sobre a situação do país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente a intolerância não nos permite discutí-los, pois queremos convencer os outros de que temos a razão, quando eles querem exatamente a mesma coisa. Algumas pessoas chegam ao ponto de matar outra, só porque ela está vestindo uma camisa que não tem as mesmas cores do seu time. Lamentável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por incrível que pareça, consigo conversar com qualquer pessoa sobre qualquer um desses assuntos. Já torci para diversos times de futebol, já votei em pessoas de diversos partidos, já rezei para várias divindades…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os únicos assuntos que não posso discutir com ninguém são arte e ecologia. Daí sim, eu brigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da mesma maneira que acontece com os outros três assuntos, apenas as pessoas que dividem comigo o mesmo amor irrestrito conseguem me entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normalmente as pessoas acham que ecologista é aquele cara chato, que não come carne e fica tentando doutrinar os outros. A intolerância mais uma vez aparece: de um lado a incapacidade de compreender e respeitar um sentimento tão bonito que é o amor pela natureza. Do outro, a revolta de ver como alguém pode não amar esse planeta, essas árvores e ficar de braços cruzados diante dos problemas ambientais – e sociais! – que estão por toda parte…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No campo da Arte esse tipo de intolerância também se faz presente. Há aqueles que adoram o abstrato e detestam o figurativo e vice-versa. Trocar idéias é sadio e importante. O que critico é a maneira como agimos. Quando o sentimento entra em jogo fica difícil manter o raciocínio coerente, a não ser que se saiba respeitar a diferença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine que pesadelo um mundo onde todos torcessem pelo Yakissoba, votassem no Pavarotti e rezassem ao Santo Enéas? Essa mistura de temperos, cores e pensamentos fazem desse mundo um lugar genial para se viver. Acho que só falta mesmo uma quantidade significativa de respeito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116793939702705689?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116793939702705689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116793939702705689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116793939702705689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116793939702705689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/01/discusses.html' title='Discussões'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/RbazKIx46pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8WUDnEtM75w/s72-c/Digitalizar0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116793085688502597</id><published>2007-01-04T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T09:14:16.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casal apaixonado. Pela Natureza.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/892412/casalarvore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/480014/casalarvore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116793085688502597?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116793085688502597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116793085688502597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116793085688502597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116793085688502597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2007/01/casal-apaixonado-pela-natureza.html' title='Casal apaixonado. Pela Natureza.'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116682217866755408</id><published>2006-12-22T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T13:18:26.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal Feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/393178/DSC03184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/516888/DSC03184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/810111/DSC03082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/199329/DSC03082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/528890/DSC03117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/877635/DSC03117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/338825/obrigada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/688065/obrigada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/491041/DSC03177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/246192/DSC03177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigada Stefan, Cristina, Graziela e Maurício, pela oportunidade.&lt;/div&gt;Obrigada Rafael Noel, Denise Noel, Eduardo Noel, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ana Noel, Gisele Noel e Marcelo Noel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vocês são pessoas incríveis!!!!! Fizeram a diferença!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116682217866755408?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116682217866755408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116682217866755408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116682217866755408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116682217866755408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/natal-feliz.html' title='Natal Feliz'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116672809961112451</id><published>2006-12-21T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:00:24.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/827636/dicion??rio"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/255107/dicion%3F%3Frio%20avar%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Missionário que diz coisas&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/19486058-116672809961112451?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116672809961112451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116672809961112451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116672809961112451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116672809961112451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/missionrio-que-diz-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116647064451212595</id><published>2006-12-18T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:39:29.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/510980/vidavoada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/533258/vidavoada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mentes são como pára-quedas. Só funcionam quando abertas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(James Dewar)&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/19486058-116647064451212595?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116647064451212595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116647064451212595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116647064451212595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116647064451212595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/mentes.html' title='Mentes'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116620876178659838</id><published>2006-12-15T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T10:54:24.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>História</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/293477/euz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/120420/euz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Foto tirada no ateliê, em 1999.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esses quadros foram expostos na primeira individual &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Natureza Viva" -  Espaço Imagem e Forma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como podem ver, o estilo era bem diferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O caminhar faz dessas coisas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116620876178659838?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116620876178659838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116620876178659838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116620876178659838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116620876178659838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/histria.html' title='História'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116620698555107198</id><published>2006-12-15T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T10:56:53.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminhando a favor do vento, sem lenço, com bandeirinhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/413779/caminhando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/395893/caminhando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Esse quadro trata de uma passeata em defesa da Natureza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A favor do vento eles caminham, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a favor da vida e do verde eles caminham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dividir a consciência é o objetivo. &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/19486058-116620698555107198?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116620698555107198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116620698555107198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116620698555107198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116620698555107198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/caminhando-favor-do-vento-sem-leno-com.html' title='Caminhando a favor do vento, sem lenço, com bandeirinhas'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116614026463588129</id><published>2006-12-14T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T15:51:04.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradigmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/152865/frente%20fria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/671781/frente%20fria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A palavra paradigma vem do grego. Na origem, era um termo científico, mas hoje é usada para definir um modelo, teoria, percepção, pressuposto ou padrão de referência. Em um sentido mais geral, é a maneira como "vemos" o mundo - não no sentido visual, mas sim em termos de percepção, compreensão e interpretação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de nossos objetivos, um modo simples de entender os paradigas é vê-los como mapas. Todos nós sabemos que "um mapa não é o território". Um mapa é simplesmente a explicação de certos aspectos do território. É exatamente o que um paradigma é. Uma teoria, uma explicação, um modelo de alguma outra coisa. (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada um de nós tem muitos e muitos mapas dentro da cabeça, que podem ser divididos em duas categorias principais: mapas do modo como as coisas são, ou da realidade, e mapas do modo como as coisas deveriam ser, ou dos valores. Interpretamos todas as nossas experiências a partir desses mapas mentais. Raramente questionamos sua exatidão, com freqüência nem percebemos que os utilizamos. (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Stephen R. Covey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116614026463588129?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116614026463588129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116614026463588129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116614026463588129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116614026463588129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/paradigmas.html' title='Paradigmas'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116534447356664003</id><published>2006-12-05T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T10:47:53.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marinheiros quase atentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/509102/marinheiros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/893337/marinheiros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116534447356664003?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116534447356664003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116534447356664003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116534447356664003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116534447356664003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/marinheiros-quase-atentos.html' title='Marinheiros quase atentos'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116534425165366820</id><published>2006-12-05T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T10:44:11.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clave de Sol</title><content type='html'>Mais uma vez, as telas e tintas abrem espaço para as crianças da Clave.&lt;br /&gt;Se a pintura é o que me mantém viva,&lt;br /&gt;É para isso que eu vivo:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116534425165366820?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116534425165366820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116534425165366820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116534425165366820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116534425165366820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/clave-de-sol_05.html' title='Clave de Sol'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116499324927696245</id><published>2006-12-01T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:24:14.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clave de Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/256590/P7240798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/200/87591/P7240798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/605381/P7240689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/200/911423/P7240689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/90246/P7240726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/200/345043/P7240726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/929071/P7240744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/200/390353/P7240744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/130910/P7240676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/200/618450/P7240676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/947293/P7240671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/200/527334/P7240671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116499324927696245?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116499324927696245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116499324927696245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116499324927696245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116499324927696245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/clave-de-sol.html' title='Clave de Sol'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116499188117477888</id><published>2006-12-01T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:51:21.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A cor é a música dos olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/977344/violino2[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/368317/violino2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goethe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116499188117477888?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116499188117477888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116499188117477888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116499188117477888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116499188117477888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/12/cor-msica-dos-olhos.html' title='A cor é a música dos olhos'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116466424494188486</id><published>2006-11-27T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T13:50:44.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O espírito da pequena floresta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/1600/683278/indio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4287/1929/400/885541/indio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O espírito da pequena floresta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como um vento de chuva que traz o cheiro do mato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chega espirando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;espiritando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;expirando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;espiritualizando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soprando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chega chorando&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/19486058-116466424494188486?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116466424494188486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116466424494188486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116466424494188486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116466424494188486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-esprito-da-pequena-floresta.html' title='O espírito da pequena floresta'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116301244575705770</id><published>2006-11-08T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:00:45.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/Imagem%20do%20telesc??pio"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/Imagem%20do%20telesc%3F%3Fpio%20Hubble%20mostra%20a%20constela%3F%3F%3F%3Fo%20de%20%3F%3Frion%2C%20rodeada%20por%20discos%20de%20p%3F%3F%20e%20gases.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Precisei publicar essa imagem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não é uma pintura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem foi feita por computador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É uma imagem belezura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tirada por um telescópio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esse é o céu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De acordo com o Uol:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Imagem do telescópio Hubble mostra constelação de Órion, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rodeada por discos de pó e gases, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuja distância da Terra impede ser vista por telescópios de luz visível"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;São tantas as cores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é tão profunda a perspectiva...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diz tantas coisas esse abstrato,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que Deus existe - e é artista de fato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até agora não estou acreditando nesse realista!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116301244575705770?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116301244575705770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116301244575705770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116301244575705770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116301244575705770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/11/fotografia.html' title='Fotografia'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116286402227628432</id><published>2006-11-06T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:47:02.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escrever é preciso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/nua_com_brinquedos.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/nua_com_brinquedos.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O SEU SANTO NOME&lt;br /&gt;Não facilite com a palavra amor.&lt;br /&gt;Não a jogue no espaço, bolha de sabão.&lt;br /&gt;Não se inebrie com o seu engalanado som.&lt;br /&gt;Não a empregue sem razão acima de toda razão (e é raro).&lt;br /&gt;Não brinque, não experimente, não cometa a loucura sem remissão&lt;br /&gt;de espalhar aos quatro ventos do mundo essa palavra&lt;br /&gt;que é toda sigilo e nudez, perfeição e exílio na Terra.&lt;br /&gt;Não a pronuncie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poema extraído do livro &lt;em&gt;Corpo&lt;/em&gt;, de Carlos Drummond de Andrade, editora Record)&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/19486058-116286402227628432?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116286402227628432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116286402227628432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116286402227628432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116286402227628432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/11/escrever-preciso.html' title='Escrever é preciso...'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116286006352567479</id><published>2006-11-06T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:41:03.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truco!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/truco!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/truco%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Deus ajuda quem truca!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/19486058-116286006352567479?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116286006352567479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116286006352567479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116286006352567479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116286006352567479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/11/truco.html' title='Truco!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116285305303545068</id><published>2006-11-06T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:44:13.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orlando Rodante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/fam??lia.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/fam%3F%3Flia.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uma frase do meu avô:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"O sujeito nasce; trabalha, trabalha, trabalha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e vai do jeito que veio: peladinho"&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/19486058-116285305303545068?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116285305303545068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116285305303545068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116285305303545068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116285305303545068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/11/orlando-rodante.html' title='Orlando Rodante'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-116230464468963275</id><published>2006-10-31T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T06:24:04.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida Jogada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/tranca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/tranca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Todos nós precisamos contar nossa história,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Compreender nossa história...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Precisamos que a vida tenha significação,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Precisamos tocar o eterno, compreender o misterioso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Descobrir o que somos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Bill Moyers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-116230464468963275?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/116230464468963275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=116230464468963275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116230464468963275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/116230464468963275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/10/vida-jogada.html' title='Vida Jogada'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-115673493572863423</id><published>2006-08-27T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T20:15:35.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto Retrato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/autoretratobom.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/autoretratobom.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-115673493572863423?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/115673493572863423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=115673493572863423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/115673493572863423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/115673493572863423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/08/auto-retrato.html' title='Auto Retrato'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-115473076320332822</id><published>2006-08-04T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:06:48.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windsong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/bailarina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/bailarina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind is the whisper of our mother the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind is the hand of our father the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly&lt;br /&gt;The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The weaver of darkness, the bringer of dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind is the singer when sang the first song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind is a twister of anger and warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind is a racer, a wild stallion running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The sweet taste of love on a slow summers day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind knows the songs of the cities and canyons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind is the taker and giver of mornings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The wind is the symbol of all that is free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Follow her summons when she calls again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry&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/19486058-115473076320332822?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/115473076320332822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=115473076320332822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/115473076320332822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/115473076320332822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/08/windsong.html' title='Windsong'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-115473043802564825</id><published>2006-08-04T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:27:18.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jarro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/jarrei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/jarrei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-115473043802564825?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/115473043802564825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=115473043802564825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/115473043802564825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/115473043802564825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/08/jarro.html' title='Jarro'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-115472979961543615</id><published>2006-08-04T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:16:39.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel em Camerota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/daniel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-115472979961543615?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/115472979961543615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=115472979961543615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/115472979961543615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/115472979961543615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/08/daniel-em-camerota.html' title='Daniel em Camerota'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-114556721179438545</id><published>2006-04-20T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T14:06:51.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiro Daniel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/quadro.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/quadro.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-114556721179438545?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/114556721179438545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=114556721179438545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114556721179438545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114556721179438545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/04/primeiro-daniel.html' title='Primeiro Daniel'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-114382598892834525</id><published>2006-03-31T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T09:26:28.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/FernandaRodante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/FernandaRodante.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Caricatura de Carlos Lourenço.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esse grande artista plástico me fez essa feliz surpresa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigada, obrigada! obrigada!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/19486058-114382598892834525?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/114382598892834525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=114382598892834525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114382598892834525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114382598892834525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/03/caricatura-de-carlos-loureno.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-114299285328673444</id><published>2006-03-21T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T18:31:03.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ora (direis) ouvir estrelas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/claudia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/claudia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Claudia entrou com a inspiração:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema de Olavo Bilac!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu entrei com as estrelas, o mar e o sotaque.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Ora (direis) ouvir estrelas! Certo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Perdeste o senso!" E eu vos direi, no entanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que, para ouvi-las, muita vezes desperto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;E abro as janelas, pálido de espanto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;E conversamos toda a noite, enquanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A via láctea, como um pálio aberto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cintila. E, ao vir do sol, saudoso e em pranto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Inda as procuro pelo céu deserto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Direis agora: "Tresloucado amigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que conversas com elas? Que sentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tem o que dizem, quando estão contigo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;E eu vos direi: "Amai para entendê-las!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pois só quem ama pode ter ouvido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Capaz de ouvir e de entender estrelas." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Que a pintura traga sortes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Que as estrelas sussurrem sugestões sutis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-114299285328673444?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/114299285328673444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=114299285328673444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114299285328673444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114299285328673444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/03/ora-direis-ouvir-estrelas.html' title='Ora (direis) ouvir estrelas!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-114193213335987111</id><published>2006-03-09T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T12:07:14.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exposição Bacanalize-se!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/Dsc00051.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/Dsc00051.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exposição &lt;a href="mailto:xxx@bacanalize-se"&gt;xxx@bacanalize-se&lt;/a&gt;! com os Artistas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Werner Schulz, Judith Daprá, César Nogueira, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fernanda Rodante e Antonio Rodante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bravonline.com.br/noticias.php?id=1821"&gt;http://www.bravonline.com.br/noticias.php?id=1821&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portaldapropaganda.com/gravitacao/2006/02/0001"&gt;http://www.portaldapropaganda.com/gravitacao/2006/02/0001&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exposição fica aberta até 30 de março de 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;segunda a sexta-feira, das 10h às 18h&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Judith Daprá Arte e Galeria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rua Monte Alegre, 1.286&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-114193213335987111?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/114193213335987111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=114193213335987111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114193213335987111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114193213335987111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/03/exposio-bacanalize-se_09.html' title='Exposição Bacanalize-se!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-114193093420240470</id><published>2006-03-09T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:30:14.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exposição Bacanalize-se!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/amigoz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/amigoz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigada queridos amigos pela importante presença!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Grecu, Eugênio Pappalardo, Gabriella Pace, Renata Galvão, José Rubens Scharlack, Gustavo Mano, Arthur Penna, Glicia Icae (futura Sra Rodante), Mercello Rodante, Filipe Rinaldi, Simone Rinaldi, Paulo Eugênio, Ana Castanho, Carolina Recioli, Renata Garcia e eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada também ao querido &lt;strong&gt;Ed Briga,&lt;/strong&gt; pela magnífica foto.&lt;br /&gt;... Pena que você não está do lado de cá da máquina também...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-114193093420240470?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/114193093420240470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=114193093420240470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114193093420240470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114193093420240470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/03/exposio-bacanalize-se.html' title='Exposição Bacanalize-se!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-114023321527481476</id><published>2006-02-17T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:26:55.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equilíbrio Consciente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/equilibrio_consciente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/equilibrio_consciente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O equilíbrio é uma conquista,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É um exercício.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A felicidade é uma conquista,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É um exercício.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perdoar também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Traz equilíbrio e felicidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(fernanda rodante)&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/19486058-114023321527481476?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/114023321527481476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=114023321527481476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114023321527481476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/114023321527481476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/equilbrio-consciente.html' title='Equilíbrio Consciente'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113966019132905368</id><published>2006-02-11T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T04:16:31.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicicleta do Capitão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/bicicleta_do_capitao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/bicicleta_do_capitao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A comunidade é o planeta, e não a nação.&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/19486058-113966019132905368?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113966019132905368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113966019132905368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113966019132905368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113966019132905368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/bicicleta-do-capito.html' title='Bicicleta do Capitão'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113944825808260579</id><published>2006-02-08T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:24:18.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ação Solidária</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/fee%20dani%20presente.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/fee%20dani%20presente.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Clave de Sol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/fee%20dani%20presente.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Associação Comunitária que atende 150 crianças daperiferia de Itapecerica da Serra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lá elas aprendem música, artes plásticas e têm complementação escolar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toda ajuda é ótima-vinda! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clavedesol.org.br/"&gt;http://www.clavedesol.org.br/&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/19486058-113944825808260579?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113944825808260579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113944825808260579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113944825808260579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113944825808260579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/ao-solidria.html' title='Ação Solidária'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113944797708127835</id><published>2006-02-08T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:20:39.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAO-TE-KING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/duleiII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/duleiII.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inteligente é quem outros conhece;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sapiente é quem se conhece a si mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forte é quem outros vence;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poderoso é quem se domina a si mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ativo é quem muito trabalha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rico é quem vive contente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firme é quem vive em seu posto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eterno é quem supera a morte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(LAO-TSÉ)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-113944797708127835?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113944797708127835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113944797708127835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113944797708127835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113944797708127835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/tao-te-king.html' title='TAO-TE-KING'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113944560955665598</id><published>2006-02-08T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:07:59.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/palco.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/palco.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um buquê de rosas bem vermelhas é jogado aos pés da bailarina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A perspectiva vem das cortinas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sugiro ao observador que sinta o veludo pesado e empoeirado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ele pode ser um artista também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brincar é bom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-113944560955665598?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113944560955665598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113944560955665598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113944560955665598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113944560955665598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/palco.html' title='Palco'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113893679698324023</id><published>2006-02-02T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T19:19:56.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto-retrato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/autoretratobom.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/autoretratobom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse é o meu primeiro auto-retrato. E único. Até agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muito embora a gente se coloque em todas as coisas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se for assim sou pato. Sou natureza morta, sou vento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha mãe detestou esse quadro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um beijinho pra você, linda Heloisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-113893679698324023?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113893679698324023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113893679698324023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113893679698324023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113893679698324023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/auto-retrato.html' title='Auto-retrato'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113893555622782001</id><published>2006-02-02T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T19:22:07.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essa é a Teté</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/Stephanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/Stephanie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-113893555622782001?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113893555622782001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113893555622782001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113893555622782001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113893555622782001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/essa-tet.html' title='Essa é a Teté'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113893519602697462</id><published>2006-02-02T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:53:16.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/marinheiros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/marinheiros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou fascinada pelo vento, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pelas brincadeiras do ar em suas incansáveis tentativas de chamar a atenção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por isso retrato as imagens de pipas e cata-ventos na maioria dos trabalhos.&lt;br /&gt;Eles mostram que a mexida dessa coisa louca está ali, bem lá.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes cavalos e gatos dominam esses brinquedos infantis, tomando para si capacidades humanas de diversão. Será que um dia essa pintura vai amadurecer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-113893519602697462?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113893519602697462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113893519602697462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113893519602697462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113893519602697462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/sou-fascinada-pelo-vento-pelas.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113893465859399974</id><published>2006-02-02T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T04:05:46.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa da Fe na Feira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/opatodefato_II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/opatodefato_II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Procuro retratar com paixão a cidade de São Paulo. Não focalizo minha atenção na impermeável dureza desse chão, mas nos brotos que escapam pelo asfalto.&lt;br /&gt;Meus quadros a óleo apresentam paisagens do Parque do Ibirapuera e do CEAGESP, lugares abençoados a que pertencem minhas manhãs de domingo.&lt;br /&gt;Focalizo minha atenção, observando cenas cotidianas. Essas imagens sentidas e incorporadas ao meu próprio universo percorrem meus pulmões, garganta e olhos, saindo pelas mãos em pinceladas quase abstratas. Sinto-me o próprio Poppeye após receber seu espinafre... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Espinafre do meu CEAGESP.&lt;br /&gt;Sou atraída pelo verde das folhas, das verduras e das portas. Por todos os marrons que misturo com azuis. Com o vermelho, trabalho por obrigação. O branco é dono de mim, como o amor que sinto. O laranja e o amarelo essencialmente tão alegres, se apagam nas minhas telas. Telas serenas, quase pastéis... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pastéis do meu CEAGESP.&lt;br /&gt;A insatisfação que me acompanha a cada dia, levando-me à busca da superação, contrasta com a alegria que sinto ao final de cada dia por me cansar fazendo o que mais gosto: pintar.&lt;br /&gt;Quero pintar a vida inteira, cumprir meu destino e minha compulsão. Quero caprichar nessa cidade de São Paulo, tão paradoxalmente solitária e cinza, apesar do tanto de gente e de cor. Quero chamar a atenção para a vida que flui devagar e sempre, apesar da ilusória correria; para a solidão existencialista, apesar da população que sou; Afinal, quero mostrar o vento que carrega para longe as buzinas e os medos; rostos que nos permitem trocar informações e brotos que escapam pelo asfalto, só para me mostrar o Divino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O Divino do meu CEAGESP. &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/19486058-113893465859399974?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113893465859399974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113893465859399974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113893465859399974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113893465859399974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/02/festa-da-fe-na-feira.html' title='Festa da Fe na Feira'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113812503497227920</id><published>2006-01-24T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T09:55:17.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guernica Rodante: Paz na Espanha e no mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/guernica.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/guernica.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/guernica.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esse quadro é a materialização de um sonho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que as pessoas todas tenham o que comer;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que dancem, e que abracem o sol. &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/19486058-113812503497227920?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113812503497227920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113812503497227920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113812503497227920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113812503497227920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/01/guernica-rodante-paz-na-espanha-e-no.html' title='Guernica Rodante: Paz na Espanha e no mundo'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113812383847620764</id><published>2006-01-24T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T09:30:38.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/monoflores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/monoflores.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chegou mais um ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nessa existência contínua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ficamos com aquela sensação renovada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;De que temos um tempo repleto de novas possibilidades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;É muito bom olhar para a frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;E ver que temos muito a fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Em breve estarei mostrando as últimas criações...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Muita inspiração para todos nós!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Paz! Plenitude! Pratos!&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/19486058-113812383847620764?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113812383847620764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113812383847620764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113812383847620764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113812383847620764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006.html' title='2006'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113460341451980264</id><published>2005-12-14T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T10:49:43.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitologia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/frodante_brindeaopescador.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/frodante_brindeaopescador.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/azul.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/eliezer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/teatromunicipal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos nós precisamos contar a nossa história...&lt;br /&gt;Compreender a nossa história.&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos que a vida tenha significação,&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos tocar o Eterno, compreender o misterioso, descobrir o que somos.&lt;br /&gt;(Bill Moyers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa frase foi tirada do livro &lt;em&gt;O Poder do Mito. &lt;/em&gt;Nele&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Bill Moyers entrevista Joseph Campbell, o Papa da Mitologia&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Essa é uma leitura que eu sugiro muito. A mitologia é algo em que o artista deve se apoiar, para que sua arte seja universal (claro, se esse for seu objetivo). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Por que é a mitologia, em todos os lugares, a mesma, sob a variedade dos costumes?" (Campbell) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-113460341451980264?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113460341451980264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113460341451980264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113460341451980264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113460341451980264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2005/12/mitologia.html' title='Mitologia'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113457960300389928</id><published>2005-12-14T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:22:29.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/franecaca.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/franecaca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/franecaca.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns pintores transformam o sol em mancha amarela. Outros, transformam a mancha amarela em sol.&lt;br /&gt;(Pablo Picasso)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-113457960300389928?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113457960300389928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113457960300389928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113457960300389928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113457960300389928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2005/12/alguns-pintores-transformam-o-sol-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19486058.post-113449377473225582</id><published>2005-12-13T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T09:09:34.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Ateliê!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/P9150019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/P9150019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/P9150008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/P9150008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/P9150015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/P9150015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traduzindo: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O Artista não cria a sua obra apenas com seu intelecto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas com a totalidade das suas forças espirituais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/1600/P9150003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4287/1929/400/P9150003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19486058-113449377473225582?l=diariosdepincel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/feeds/113449377473225582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19486058&amp;postID=113449377473225582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113449377473225582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19486058/posts/default/113449377473225582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariosdepincel.blogspot.com/2005/12/o-ateli.html' title='O Ateliê!'/><author><name>Fernanda Rodante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12798535296807636133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-8KP1DZg2TI/TD0V86vpq3I/AAAAAAAAJig/G9Tbxc9gkNY/S220/iaolilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
