tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64686271202966857362024-03-13T07:23:54.118+00:00----------Algumas das minhas pinturas----------Dado que tenho um blog com parte das fotos dos quadros do projecto ecológico "o espirito das águas", resolvi fazer um outro para mostrar algumas das outras que não fazem desse projecto.Agradeço que não copiem sem assinalar a fonte. Sejam bem vindos!Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-89735545319753254032010-06-14T19:02:00.004+01:002010-08-20T10:52:10.039+01:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_0A_q31zqaUhjE1Z3zHdtleyp2nSqT54kXKxuXCZAaegerkYv-7umOPDmiEaAWbJL9a4mihqtnvHQp5XxKK26kMSyAm4qI_6AVp2aTpS2MOosptv6DzjekxcpF8kqmtQDTiVjMYh5uKPR/s1600/REENCONTRO.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_0A_q31zqaUhjE1Z3zHdtleyp2nSqT54kXKxuXCZAaegerkYv-7umOPDmiEaAWbJL9a4mihqtnvHQp5XxKK26kMSyAm4qI_6AVp2aTpS2MOosptv6DzjekxcpF8kqmtQDTiVjMYh5uKPR/s320/REENCONTRO.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaktAPjM9lxfeWqwugijcYudndl8OnqO-DB0y0OT61JVw8ZQvJM5W0KuqocinxNULub8ChZMHr-oSNCkKDLcWlZLVM7Kr4PnJCuhA9-RX0iJiBpVqSHv2TBgbg-luJtlnaHmp5MGNJJeQy/s1600/SEMENTE.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaktAPjM9lxfeWqwugijcYudndl8OnqO-DB0y0OT61JVw8ZQvJM5W0KuqocinxNULub8ChZMHr-oSNCkKDLcWlZLVM7Kr4PnJCuhA9-RX0iJiBpVqSHv2TBgbg-luJtlnaHmp5MGNJJeQy/s320/SEMENTE.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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CLEAR: both"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-6371411745329517422010-06-14T19:00:00.007+01:002010-08-20T10:57:05.455+01:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkjNvWWqkSF1nVOjERooJjKij8yQ1GBXfvReeDtsxjDtNRaQHxIMOJnkYYpQ2Ls2pgpq7V2-sd_Z9iRb7DbBpRDoZcqb0wRcURqtKUCNhAf_Ox8IeTPKLg8S20-W5zH55WWINyf6D3Umv/s1600/DESEJO.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkjNvWWqkSF1nVOjERooJjKij8yQ1GBXfvReeDtsxjDtNRaQHxIMOJnkYYpQ2Ls2pgpq7V2-sd_Z9iRb7DbBpRDoZcqb0wRcURqtKUCNhAf_Ox8IeTPKLg8S20-W5zH55WWINyf6D3Umv/s320/DESEJO.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwCCa-qLzqznT9X5PFfPcxMQ33wrfByxNb8Jn988OKD1ZiMuy3uJZQ1Um13SaBFB3cakHjSfKKWpAWJCsa8cCDYaWEaUHSKmLjLygtsFErXOGk2XZxfRORWo1eEpYHV8xR6hAQj7yG-Hj6/s1600/MEM%C3%93RIA.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwCCa-qLzqznT9X5PFfPcxMQ33wrfByxNb8Jn988OKD1ZiMuy3uJZQ1Um13SaBFB3cakHjSfKKWpAWJCsa8cCDYaWEaUHSKmLjLygtsFErXOGk2XZxfRORWo1eEpYHV8xR6hAQj7yG-Hj6/s320/MEM%C3%93RIA.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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CLEAR: both"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-34893516456796276402010-06-14T18:58:00.005+01:002010-08-20T10:57:16.948+01:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXv3CRo_3TvaboEXvJZ-ve_NU81lIBBiYfp22Jw-jty18-0YgIK_HWExjgmv99BD6uJiQdESdfgAvNPbD7fhBDVYfA4nqrN4tP8_SndFWMsbsaPS6Q_3GdKh2y4UzXvOQK_IBCV8QEDeNT/s1600/SENTIMENTOS.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXv3CRo_3TvaboEXvJZ-ve_NU81lIBBiYfp22Jw-jty18-0YgIK_HWExjgmv99BD6uJiQdESdfgAvNPbD7fhBDVYfA4nqrN4tP8_SndFWMsbsaPS6Q_3GdKh2y4UzXvOQK_IBCV8QEDeNT/s320/SENTIMENTOS.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTSa_zdL2YeCx2pA14ZnL1enGomKXMr56l-irgT0VzAAfjULB3G9yCsTtEc71ZLdhMdJFGKXiSwsrFxdVXSVoWVDDutHbqk98vFROwKQhgCOirj76bR9i_hKaHoA7WXHROY82Z58lWRWCm/s1600/FOGO+SAGRADO+1.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTSa_zdL2YeCx2pA14ZnL1enGomKXMr56l-irgT0VzAAfjULB3G9yCsTtEc71ZLdhMdJFGKXiSwsrFxdVXSVoWVDDutHbqk98vFROwKQhgCOirj76bR9i_hKaHoA7WXHROY82Z58lWRWCm/s320/FOGO+SAGRADO+1.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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CLEAR: both"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-15104278176185059872010-06-14T18:54:00.004+01:002010-08-20T10:54:27.922+01:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb9Z8Y1_lKrTfHoQRW1w1eY3fmAtnFXFH0wPlLisx9kpcUmM14VBApi7OoViKZRnusJQ6yBVgGmNQbwYCGFXQGRcsbQ2mw3D-geRRFFYzmXRn9sXtK5sRcZEhNl6wkTuzXwAhivyJ2NCij/s1600/ESPANTO+SOLAR.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb9Z8Y1_lKrTfHoQRW1w1eY3fmAtnFXFH0wPlLisx9kpcUmM14VBApi7OoViKZRnusJQ6yBVgGmNQbwYCGFXQGRcsbQ2mw3D-geRRFFYzmXRn9sXtK5sRcZEhNl6wkTuzXwAhivyJ2NCij/s320/ESPANTO+SOLAR.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje3BMgzaeBamZNAja8M1_TKNOdpwHWV86iebqvvsQMp_1vaShWLnW2guH2ARF1C37YBBBH8EZ0TTF5ZJJwF7gZeM-mlLmGKk9sB_LbYRVe8kxSJ9p63VoJVd2o0-Ry0Jio8QVlX_y4sBNW/s1600/LOROSAE.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje3BMgzaeBamZNAja8M1_TKNOdpwHWV86iebqvvsQMp_1vaShWLnW2guH2ARF1C37YBBBH8EZ0TTF5ZJJwF7gZeM-mlLmGKk9sB_LbYRVe8kxSJ9p63VoJVd2o0-Ry0Jio8QVlX_y4sBNW/s320/LOROSAE.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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CLEAR: both"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-18731756855373646172008-08-19T22:20:00.004+01:002008-08-28T15:14:15.272+01:00Divagações poéticas da côr<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMZeFlXaw8CWllwWfCc8uzEAiHoBSzQscZIf0OzbJryV1UGMM1IEkDIuPoR-cfcRK7RVxJAJu1DR6ZD26gWLP2pajy2aW1ZXM_uharxQHhEW0WORBm3v-4ijMlZkCPrgeNUPc8yiPKh-Eb/s1600-h/HPIM0330.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMZeFlXaw8CWllwWfCc8uzEAiHoBSzQscZIf0OzbJryV1UGMM1IEkDIuPoR-cfcRK7RVxJAJu1DR6ZD26gWLP2pajy2aW1ZXM_uharxQHhEW0WORBm3v-4ijMlZkCPrgeNUPc8yiPKh-Eb/s400/HPIM0330.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>Nas férias deste ano, reencontrei</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>os donos destes quadros-</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>este e o anterior- e foi bom</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>revê-los, a eles e às pinturas.</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>Por aqui se iniciaram</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>as minhas "divagações"...</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong></strong> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>Dad</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>********</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>********</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong>POEMA DE ANDRÉ MOA</strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><strong><em>Entre a fúria do mar e a solidez da rocha<br />Um arco-íris de sonho desabrocha.<br /><br />É uma vida – o futuro – a irromper do nada<br />Numa cabeça jovem toda alvoroçada.<br /><br />É um coração sentido a divagar<br />A colorir terra, céu e mar.<br /><br />Num abraço de cores sobressaltadas<br />Duendes e tritões soltam gargalhadas.<br /><br />Devagar, devagar e sempre a divagar<br />Uma menina prendada pinta céu e mar.<br /><br />À arte se entrega, à arte se dá<br />À procura do muito que ainda não há.<br /><br />Com sensível mestria vai criando beleza<br />Para bem da humanidade e exaltação da natureza.<br /><br />André Moa<br /><br /></div></em></strong><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-72184167164875934352008-08-19T22:15:00.004+01:002010-10-18T10:13:15.603+01:00Recordar é rever...<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4rRzaWXRe3o9mKJOKaZslob7K6Yjcp0TGq_lQWExajrScujTWafsU222NI3MESkwZyl0DbLZhUfPjKcB8Ig9iOF94xQPaED8ctsqr_FTrZw0tynPnAZsQEOCms2K1Hy8AxfX_YYAOr6X8/s1600-h/HPIM0325.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4rRzaWXRe3o9mKJOKaZslob7K6Yjcp0TGq_lQWExajrScujTWafsU222NI3MESkwZyl0DbLZhUfPjKcB8Ig9iOF94xQPaED8ctsqr_FTrZw0tynPnAZsQEOCms2K1Hy8AxfX_YYAOr6X8/s400/HPIM0325.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both">Esta pintura, <strong><span style="color:#000099;">"melodia do infinito"</span></strong></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both">faz este ano 20 anos!!!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both">Como o tempo passa!!!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">MELODIA DO INFINITO<br /><br /><br />De que cor será o infinito?<br />Quantos céus a atravessar?<br />Quantas pontes de granito<br />Para o sustentar?<br /><br />De que formas geométricas será feito?<br />No infinito um hexágono imperfeito<br />Será uma circunferência por defeito<br />Ou um favo de mel a visitar?<br /><br />O infinito sem mim não me diz nada.<br />Falta-me a distância e a estrada<br />Para o alcançar.<br /><br />Eu sou o infinito a cada dia<br />À procura da eterna melodia<br />Que só no infinito da alegria<br />Poderei escutar.<br /><br />André Moa</span></em></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-22776856722400769092008-07-19T13:21:00.001+01:002008-07-19T13:23:21.685+01:00<div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT429-B8fE4eu5nPQLUVZ-7Mz7km0VYyez8RIq95qULQT1daAAtz2ldAwBGMbmSI9A0JVwVfzskHbLk3YM-8c3Hv6YgYYlN_iG5wm0f4TbEminXehHwWFfGWp55Hqynf58hr0-QJHEIZrL/s1600-h/MIRAGEMquadro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222616842030390098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT429-B8fE4eu5nPQLUVZ-7Mz7km0VYyez8RIq95qULQT1daAAtz2ldAwBGMbmSI9A0JVwVfzskHbLk3YM-8c3Hv6YgYYlN_iG5wm0f4TbEminXehHwWFfGWp55Hqynf58hr0-QJHEIZrL/s400/MIRAGEMquadro.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000099;">Miragem - (pintura de Dad)</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000099;"></div></span></em><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">RASGAM-SE OS CÉUS E A TERRA<br />DESFALECE O PRANTO EM RIO<br />SOSSOBRAM LUAS<br />E AS ÁRVORES<br />EM PLENA PRIMAVERA FICAM NUAS<br /><br />EM SOBRESSALTO OS PÁSSAROS<br />PERDEM O SABER DAS ASAS<br />O PREGÃO DO BICO<br />A PROTECÇÃO DAS PENAS<br /><br />A TERNURA DO AZUL DESFAZ-SE<br />EM BRASA<br /><br />AS CASAS TRANSFORMAM-SE EM LÍQUIDAS GRUTAS<br />ONDE JAZ<br />O ETERNO OLIMPO DOS PASTORES DE SONHOS<br />O AMOR E A PAZ<br /><br />SAUDADES DE AMADOS LÁBIOS<br />SOBREVOAM AS ÁGUAS<br />À PROCURA DE CORPOS PRESSENTIDOS<br />NO FULGOR DAS MARGENS<br />(André Moa)<br /></span></em></strong></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-71650124527799243952008-06-30T15:21:00.003+01:002008-09-26T23:28:03.814+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6dgC7kK-fWAU0RrFNW0Cuw8vBVByjQDia0psovZcP0fspX4ccptagt17fc2cuFnQ8DfBGLgzcuMBBfU-0fVAf-agjhjmLxWk9FURQKOqLbRPdrLDhSdEzSKhZBYtZTlYAfgAjE9V1WQOz/s1600-h/Paisagem_de_água.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6dgC7kK-fWAU0RrFNW0Cuw8vBVByjQDia0psovZcP0fspX4ccptagt17fc2cuFnQ8DfBGLgzcuMBBfU-0fVAf-agjhjmLxWk9FURQKOqLbRPdrLDhSdEzSKhZBYtZTlYAfgAjE9V1WQOz/s400/Paisagem_de_%C3%A1gua.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">São as memórias que sustentam<br />.<br />São as memórias que sustentam a leveza do ar,<br />num exercício renovado de mistérios lentos<br />anunciadores dos sonhos.<br />.<br />Vivem em nichos vagabundos,<br />perto do ruído das ruínas,<br />longe dos rios que não descansam<br />no ombro da margem<br />num tempo para fruir a leveza dos malmequeres<br />abruptos dos caminhos.<br />.<br />Acendem-se noutras memórias<br />e refazem os aromas antigos,<br />as cores redundantes<br />da paisagem que flúi, já ontem.</span></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em><span style="color:#330000;">(Poema de Vieira Calado)</span></em></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em><span style="color:#330000;"></span></em></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em><span style="color:#330000;">Para maior conhecimento deste poeta e escritor,</span></em></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em><span style="color:#330000;">deverá clicar <li><a href="http://vieiracalado-poesia.blogspot.com/">CLIQUE AQUI</a></li><br /></span></em></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-23448414126335876822008-06-30T11:45:00.003+01:002008-06-30T19:48:13.823+01:00Reinício de colaboração com o poeta André Moa<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimH6B2WI3rI0_SwZmgfWMzBJtLzikc_b_Kf2zZRhfPYUS8YK6NKV5PF3xQBJE80U9szRqfZ2y-XH8H28ioVv9wG9tspgLFpY6zI1OxzMVvlxqD6zwM91EQquGXFmwHN5gsbEC9HNrdfOog/s1600-h/Catedral+de+Pedra+-+Pintura+da+DAD.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217624012938285906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimH6B2WI3rI0_SwZmgfWMzBJtLzikc_b_Kf2zZRhfPYUS8YK6NKV5PF3xQBJE80U9szRqfZ2y-XH8H28ioVv9wG9tspgLFpY6zI1OxzMVvlxqD6zwM91EQquGXFmwHN5gsbEC9HNrdfOog/s400/Catedral+de+Pedra+-+Pintura+da+DAD.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">CATEDRAL DE PEDRA<br /><br />Pi<br />Ná<br />Culo<br />De<br />Catedral<br />A pedra ora<br />Canta e chora<br /><br />Dedos hirtos<br />Mãos ressequidas<br />Aos céus erguidas<br />Roga à nuvem que passa<br />Desabafos de água<br />Para que lhe nasçam<br />Húmidos veios<br />Abundantes seios<br /><br />É da íntima robustez do fraguedo<br />Que a água brota ainda que a medo<br /><br />Aparência ressequida<br />Embrião de vida<br />A pedra constrói<br />Nos mais altos montes<br />Castelos discretos<br />Vetustas catedrais<br />Sussurros de fontes<br />Lágrimas de sal<br />Átomos de quimera<br />Prenúncios de Primavera<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(André Moa)<br /></span></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Para aceder a outros poemas e escritos deste poeta português.<br /></span><li><a href="http://olhardexisto.blogspot.com/">CLICAR AQUI</a></li></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Será bem-vindo!<br /><br /></div></span></em></strong>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-50419707920613252352008-06-21T17:23:00.004+01:002008-07-19T13:25:41.915+01:00Sinais de vida e morte<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZs9Dw3BDm7vvuH3OZyX5YxT7h1QG_XLxvnpPThTh0O2x31j_V8A6v-gPYFVVXEuujtUbQfxfMzKuKBUn1ni7g0G6RF-mH0m4EyXv3XvfWgo14kqhsPR88rUJ2OR5mLeWv_60DkujFYsw5/s1600-h/Crucifixão.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZs9Dw3BDm7vvuH3OZyX5YxT7h1QG_XLxvnpPThTh0O2x31j_V8A6v-gPYFVVXEuujtUbQfxfMzKuKBUn1ni7g0G6RF-mH0m4EyXv3XvfWgo14kqhsPR88rUJ2OR5mLeWv_60DkujFYsw5/s400/Crucifix%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">(Pintura de – DAD)<br /><br />SINAIS DE VIDA E MORTE<br /><br />Que rio é este que emerge<br />Do íntimo da terra<br />E se ergue em socalcos de espanto?<br />Que rio é este onde o azul<br />Lúcido e transparente se incendeia<br />Em vermelhos de dor e aflição?<br />Que barcos de presságio o atravessam<br />Como se fossem ilhas flutuantes<br />Pontes em construção<br />A ligar para todo o sempre<br />O caos e a perfeição?<br />Que rio é este manso e promissor<br />Que se alimenta de sangue e de suor?<br />Que rio é este que me faz<br />Escravo<br />E me chama de senhor?<br />Que rio é este que me dá alento<br />Se nele me afundo?<br />Que rio é este que nasce e morre em mim<br />E é maior que o mundo?<br /><br />(Poema de André Moa)<br /></span></p></em></strong><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-53922676469644689632008-06-05T15:33:00.004+01:002008-09-26T23:33:41.843+01:00Memória de Flor<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMSeySxf-69Hn_rELWxO1bq45u1os0qt15Q2759pQyAeU56LLHiX2Wpey2dPw-Lu5qIZ4CE2TxOznkr-NDIQJxJ0y0h8XjOeWI5nE8apnFMvAZR4jdLAgAZ3I_g5ekURfmRpSutBp1SotZ/s1600-h/Memória+de+flores.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMSeySxf-69Hn_rELWxO1bq45u1os0qt15Q2759pQyAeU56LLHiX2Wpey2dPw-Lu5qIZ4CE2TxOznkr-NDIQJxJ0y0h8XjOeWI5nE8apnFMvAZR4jdLAgAZ3I_g5ekURfmRpSutBp1SotZ/s400/Mem%C3%B3ria+de+flores.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilbP3gcap3JxhG5a3HiVffwOnWm33eAKuRXEsFRBkt6QMNQb9CCk5bgEivoRGZeoNjZVtUB2wUgZ1S_22ZbUkoY521YDQfBu6VOpVDb7FmHw42NQltXHVNb7RW8Sk0pV6TNjgvxP3Kphcp/s1600-h/tempo+de+espigas.jpg"></a><strong><span style="color:#000099;">MEMÓRIA DE FLOR<br /><br /><br /><br />Contemplo e respiro uma flor;<br />Vem-me à memória o perfume do amor.<br />E logo se avoluma a tentação de aprofundar<br />Os meandros da flor<br />E do amor.<br /><br />Uma flor é uma flor.<br />Pedúnculo, cálice e corola<br />Sépalas e pétalas<br />Androceu e gineceu.<br /><br />E o amor?<br />O amor é o amor.<br />E mais não sei dizer.<br />Sei que viver sem amor não é viver.<br />Faz lembrar o estertor da morte antes do tempo aprazado.<br /><br />Se muito amei muito mais teria amado<br />Se a vida me tivesse consentido<br />Manifestar todo o amor sentido.<br /><br />Segurei o pedúnculo do amor e fiz dele uma bandeira,<br />Um arauto para a vida inteira.<br /><br />Das sépalas do amor fiz o meu cálice de amargura e de prazer<br />Das pétalas coloridas alimento,<br />Meu sustento,<br />Meu modo de sentir e de viver.<br /><br />Androceu<br />De estames assanhados<br />Vou emitindo ao gineceu<br />Os meus recados<br />Para não sucumbir neste vale de lágrimas reprimido<br />Neste mar encalhado<br />À espera do melhor:<br />Do amor ainda não vivido.<br /><br />Será o amor este perene desejo<br />Que transforma uma carícia<br />Um beijo<br />A mais leve blandícia<br />Em fonte de doçura e comunhão?<br /><br />Talvez sim… talvez não…<br /><br />Será o amor<br />Este movimento<br />Ora lento<br />Ora apressado<br />Este bater compassado<br />Do berço à sepultura<br />Entre o ódio e a ternura<br />Deste nosso humano coração?<br /><br />Talvez sim… talvez não…<br /><br /><br /><br />André Moa<br /><br /></span></strong></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-57436730057340035162008-06-05T15:27:00.001+01:002008-06-05T15:29:03.339+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTNy6e50ZUNJ9fScI5qP8pkpPXR5Xiw1hQddqGu-72e5HmkPPeoiA62vlcp9ss5JIQbvikf_am8r_KqeB0b4meHW1fcKKbJPoztdouPtytRtQAQ37jAWtRtIEBNs26kMFuyge9IgEd5r_4/s1600-h/sentimentos+profundos+1.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTNy6e50ZUNJ9fScI5qP8pkpPXR5Xiw1hQddqGu-72e5HmkPPeoiA62vlcp9ss5JIQbvikf_am8r_KqeB0b4meHW1fcKKbJPoztdouPtytRtQAQ37jAWtRtIEBNs26kMFuyge9IgEd5r_4/s400/sentimentos+profundos+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">Sentimentos profundos 1</span></em></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMDEDiL5E-Kaffgg_gDUrU05KkWXk3bnErYdYMv-ChM4_1EZ09nBuAdGFMIVYyqrnSE64zWOuL19fYiHzSPABIY6zC2jT-rFg6EIeB2Ub1AaJYMfFnPhaiJaZHVzI8J3Z1bLynPLnYp8G/s1600-h/sentimentos+profundos+3.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMDEDiL5E-Kaffgg_gDUrU05KkWXk3bnErYdYMv-ChM4_1EZ09nBuAdGFMIVYyqrnSE64zWOuL19fYiHzSPABIY6zC2jT-rFg6EIeB2Ub1AaJYMfFnPhaiJaZHVzI8J3Z1bLynPLnYp8G/s400/sentimentos+profundos+3.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">Sentimentos profundos 2</span></em></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3aDwlDdS5_WfIT1E0U7ZmcaKEw_o6TxWKjHJNaDuCn_lh0F4NJaegOtixV5JD4gh9ap45n8QP7_Wkb7K6TgCYJ8ktix3yCYJqU7ePaReQW9zIAYXOUy2d68PdY7bhT3JrXSAgcHPoF7f8/s1600-h/sentimentos+profundos+2.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3aDwlDdS5_WfIT1E0U7ZmcaKEw_o6TxWKjHJNaDuCn_lh0F4NJaegOtixV5JD4gh9ap45n8QP7_Wkb7K6TgCYJ8ktix3yCYJqU7ePaReQW9zIAYXOUy2d68PdY7bhT3JrXSAgcHPoF7f8/s400/sentimentos+profundos+2.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">Sentimentos profundos 3</span></em></strong> </p><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-23188777720035844162008-06-05T14:14:00.003+01:002008-06-05T14:28:14.843+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRiNh9pAuCTF2VmSETnYY6_eAjEXhKDJFczIM0wFCpn6ITd-eh37I8gB0Mja94RUwsYVrhai_lEoBwytz4vkbv7fr9pWroEwvZXG5AEryRgVmzbdk0RkdIq5Rs400sZYE0-j8DZ6Mkc0zM/s1600-h/A+Virgem+escondida.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRiNh9pAuCTF2VmSETnYY6_eAjEXhKDJFczIM0wFCpn6ITd-eh37I8gB0Mja94RUwsYVrhai_lEoBwytz4vkbv7fr9pWroEwvZXG5AEryRgVmzbdk0RkdIq5Rs400sZYE0-j8DZ6Mkc0zM/s400/A+Virgem+escondida.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">A Virgem escondida</span></em></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixS7kecK4Utgqn7oCgF30ohWLDrQhFLLX2ZvtjtFcBmfeF1OavV8i0pdSEtTTUDQmrtyDn7W-uE_tZwlUlBT8_UamnPVov2bWQI8rSHfKVqjM1f6dnTDy-mGN3Q-uKzXDrToNcKVLrVXrE/s1600-h/paisagem+interior.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixS7kecK4Utgqn7oCgF30ohWLDrQhFLLX2ZvtjtFcBmfeF1OavV8i0pdSEtTTUDQmrtyDn7W-uE_tZwlUlBT8_UamnPVov2bWQI8rSHfKVqjM1f6dnTDy-mGN3Q-uKzXDrToNcKVLrVXrE/s400/paisagem+interior.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">Lágrima de nuvem</span></em></strong></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1HUZ6T4NEYKcZvTyPQ6jTIj0g0lJFsLyPGlwhAGoAvsMGR7fhjB-9Aepl3y3ApkuOdZm8YNkIDNi-jQXhty7Yi4q3uIGSYLB0S2OtL4l6cUnQXYNEFFsBESw8lRBM5nqnNSoXM-YgGHHA/s1600-h/Timor+4.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1HUZ6T4NEYKcZvTyPQ6jTIj0g0lJFsLyPGlwhAGoAvsMGR7fhjB-9Aepl3y3ApkuOdZm8YNkIDNi-jQXhty7Yi4q3uIGSYLB0S2OtL4l6cUnQXYNEFFsBESw8lRBM5nqnNSoXM-YgGHHA/s400/Timor+4.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Mulheres africanas</span></strong></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-68003881893428363812008-06-05T14:04:00.001+01:002008-06-05T14:06:33.890+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw-g2n9EO90iyyu_jt9opxiBc3BobMHQREPvxwbNLLMLWQa8CMvndS-jb-W0UXLpMKm5o1Wi1TZRZYs-x7D_FQynE2fH2N2Yj2ge0GhJa7kzGy6hG265gJT_PT49V7CacCPh7KHgaaoxmD/s1600-h/miragem+de+arlequim.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw-g2n9EO90iyyu_jt9opxiBc3BobMHQREPvxwbNLLMLWQa8CMvndS-jb-W0UXLpMKm5o1Wi1TZRZYs-x7D_FQynE2fH2N2Yj2ge0GhJa7kzGy6hG265gJT_PT49V7CacCPh7KHgaaoxmD/s400/miragem+de+arlequim.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">Lembrança de arlequins em busca de colombinas</span></em></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-X3r8XXeMO15HIZJIe53y3gQ_nSIK2AL7bU2AlUHlD1dPoJIk4PRubp-SWggZb_ctNFQqWCROKr8bmZohyphenhyphenbhySNEs2pMjF67bQYpU7DhR83vaaO3qaKz6Ys9PYApyMM1AOj_CHY-Mt0S5/s1600-h/fragilidade.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-X3r8XXeMO15HIZJIe53y3gQ_nSIK2AL7bU2AlUHlD1dPoJIk4PRubp-SWggZb_ctNFQqWCROKr8bmZohyphenhyphenbhySNEs2pMjF67bQYpU7DhR83vaaO3qaKz6Ys9PYApyMM1AOj_CHY-Mt0S5/s400/fragilidade.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><em><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Universos frágeis 1<br /></p></span></strong></em><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ0lhIgQzmu3DKvcLcHu1E1txzNhAaleFL2xUt_2IimXLdg6uQfVme2gCU9dUHwd4etFFw098JC1jA5CBNqDeSGJHvLRkiaOoisNg4srzg1bhWulwaXjjIPRmu-xqOESmlyPBVwFPzPiHJ/s1600-h/ritual.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ0lhIgQzmu3DKvcLcHu1E1txzNhAaleFL2xUt_2IimXLdg6uQfVme2gCU9dUHwd4etFFw098JC1jA5CBNqDeSGJHvLRkiaOoisNg4srzg1bhWulwaXjjIPRmu-xqOESmlyPBVwFPzPiHJ/s400/ritual.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">Explosão de azul com raiva!</span></em></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-58457673511290833012008-06-05T14:00:00.002+01:002008-07-01T23:35:40.590+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJ3Sdjd3TSraNMW_14oItvwpChRaheQYiQMDeCjyw95daY7gCRo-zTrzoh277YhN5nhk-iXDLAPm5TrTQoEj1diKrAPtADS48_w4MjfIwWNMKVyOT9z-LWhiCb_Fb4lYIDLdnKA_jvf1C/s1600-h/memória+de+flores.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJ3Sdjd3TSraNMW_14oItvwpChRaheQYiQMDeCjyw95daY7gCRo-zTrzoh277YhN5nhk-iXDLAPm5TrTQoEj1diKrAPtADS48_w4MjfIwWNMKVyOT9z-LWhiCb_Fb4lYIDLdnKA_jvf1C/s400/mem%C3%B3ria+de+flores.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">Paisagem em tempo de outono<br /></p></span></em></strong><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwY0PKqIn0625Qp5TKKV0qvgNVb_dJeufA9Tj3TmxHf7DjYzawLFeguf1ojLi8hlAUF6kmZUgNlDSk_76_NeX7VDgmUMiKkNBSCtloFiSKBMQ4UPD_4b4888Jbu2iKd-x05UsAQEa9BCJV/s1600-h/ondas+de+um+só+mar-flores+de+um+só+jardim.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwY0PKqIn0625Qp5TKKV0qvgNVb_dJeufA9Tj3TmxHf7DjYzawLFeguf1ojLi8hlAUF6kmZUgNlDSk_76_NeX7VDgmUMiKkNBSCtloFiSKBMQ4UPD_4b4888Jbu2iKd-x05UsAQEa9BCJV/s400/ondas+de+um+s%C3%B3+mar-flores+de+um+s%C3%B3+jardim.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">(Poema de barcos e flores-Dad)</span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">" É urgente o amor.<br />É urgente um barco no mar.<br />.<br />É urgente destruir certas palavras,<br />ódio, solidão e crueldade,<br />alguns lamentos,<br />muitas espadas.<br />.<br />É urgente inventar alegria,<br />multiplicar os beijos, as searas,<br />é urgente descobrir rosas e rios<br />e manhãs claras.<br />.<br />Cai o silêncio nos ombros e a luz<br />impura, até doer.<br />É urgente o amor, é urgente<br />permanecer. "</span></em></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;"><br />Eugénio de Andrade (1923 - 2005)<br /></p></span></em></strong><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzrO8IccRR7NdEybe7kuP-F_LXlsqhyn4zj5edJKYYc-9ox6OTpvY69hU7F1VKI9Db0zdsQAhGrWY9bv9wuHNIhQ6VG31ORaGMZN4jjR59kosRGK4y9k1PDg58NKUY1Zrp4PSCaYnJu-sx/s1600-h/olhando+os+anjos.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzrO8IccRR7NdEybe7kuP-F_LXlsqhyn4zj5edJKYYc-9ox6OTpvY69hU7F1VKI9Db0zdsQAhGrWY9bv9wuHNIhQ6VG31ORaGMZN4jjR59kosRGK4y9k1PDg58NKUY1Zrp4PSCaYnJu-sx/s400/olhando+os+anjos.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">Encontros com anjos e afins</span></em></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-25441968702528593642008-06-05T13:54:00.002+01:002008-06-05T14:24:34.353+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedAqMU7X1Qxt5uU3wj_RWoBx6rBv6fabq96YL1wcHqRov7Mm-MovTIVyvxsLlowSwM2ihcuVBksCr-n4jbv7vOd4LiP1yZisclvKghWT2MXIskH35Yt565xKRkMAaliePsEwkFqDt8-Xw/s1600-h/ritos+de+primavera.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedAqMU7X1Qxt5uU3wj_RWoBx6rBv6fabq96YL1wcHqRov7Mm-MovTIVyvxsLlowSwM2ihcuVBksCr-n4jbv7vOd4LiP1yZisclvKghWT2MXIskH35Yt565xKRkMAaliePsEwkFqDt8-Xw/s400/ritos+de+primavera.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Ritos de Primavera</span></strong></div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUfocZy2XYTXBOq4J9z_Qstoz1qcGeo44jkVk8FJZN2rKB6YWIOLi4K3hurbDRnKrY0OqdnS8iupVYqRE6h0Gb1-DoK2U8Donji6O_9gNyPxt8AgOK60db0yF8DayJdbQqkzUgcPZcj7dc/s1600-h/a+outra+margem.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUfocZy2XYTXBOq4J9z_Qstoz1qcGeo44jkVk8FJZN2rKB6YWIOLi4K3hurbDRnKrY0OqdnS8iupVYqRE6h0Gb1-DoK2U8Donji6O_9gNyPxt8AgOK60db0yF8DayJdbQqkzUgcPZcj7dc/s400/a+outra+margem.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Da passagem</span></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghuqBC5AroIOuxPpU3DZfvfGYCT6C9KYGOLJ0OEnVkflIn_SnPy-srqS-xBK7VdSykL10xEOsqVSj4NcoE0gdiARKfnjvgaQbxEMsDmNTaIRutelc5dIvXpsh9nP1UR4DkS4xKazHYmkb5/s1600-h/ecos+de+asas.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghuqBC5AroIOuxPpU3DZfvfGYCT6C9KYGOLJ0OEnVkflIn_SnPy-srqS-xBK7VdSykL10xEOsqVSj4NcoE0gdiARKfnjvgaQbxEMsDmNTaIRutelc5dIvXpsh9nP1UR4DkS4xKazHYmkb5/s400/ecos+de+asas.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Movimentos de asas e sóis</span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-17717547329880582062008-06-05T13:48:00.001+01:002008-06-05T13:51:02.887+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT6jYLj5IlVEQbqWXiykXRkVtz9A21y6lmy9qjHXsaLB697BdsOMcr2yRhtwgF7DCS0ikCvR8Cf72eHZ3zpP12p5EY-6LqNRQHfhdfxrY0m7CtVkRB0f7muLH8wLvP12IOThIzsMsE5dK7/s1600-h/paisagem+de+cidade.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT6jYLj5IlVEQbqWXiykXRkVtz9A21y6lmy9qjHXsaLB697BdsOMcr2yRhtwgF7DCS0ikCvR8Cf72eHZ3zpP12p5EY-6LqNRQHfhdfxrY0m7CtVkRB0f7muLH8wLvP12IOThIzsMsE5dK7/s400/paisagem+de+cidade.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Manchas de mar e cidade...<br /></p></span></strong><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ZAnxd6igvrjJ43vls2r9AWbubHQrb3BxKSlkVO9wMlNWbrUQBofquqBG-dLq9hiSs1oqOG2sH5O28ZNg4_IP5_e68eU4YHr8LI7qL-9Z7EOaThqI9Y0JMtMVcoy25QlwEVwwH9t_Un3X/s1600-h/campo+de+espinhos.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ZAnxd6igvrjJ43vls2r9AWbubHQrb3BxKSlkVO9wMlNWbrUQBofquqBG-dLq9hiSs1oqOG2sH5O28ZNg4_IP5_e68eU4YHr8LI7qL-9Z7EOaThqI9Y0JMtMVcoy25QlwEVwwH9t_Un3X/s400/campo+de+espinhos.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Caminho com espinhos</span></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjER9aQNglgfDremcC3LafHdDO_C-BBxcN5bWpvDHEUoKdgtz1zCu7k3Lh7H5Eqyzw-wRjQA7cBI6ReJMqvODPNsZ1Nql4WlWlZnLWJitL3VyvWkUpGl8ODI3ivWG3ZNAAuNMnAeNo3tKGg/s1600-h/cheiros+da+floresta.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjER9aQNglgfDremcC3LafHdDO_C-BBxcN5bWpvDHEUoKdgtz1zCu7k3Lh7H5Eqyzw-wRjQA7cBI6ReJMqvODPNsZ1Nql4WlWlZnLWJitL3VyvWkUpGl8ODI3ivWG3ZNAAuNMnAeNo3tKGg/s400/cheiros+da+floresta.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#990000;">Dos mistérios da floresta</span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-61801507680716431922008-06-05T13:27:00.003+01:002008-06-30T11:49:47.475+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWN5NS8E2OGy4ZAoaZrYeoDlVUI2kqO1oAvPoLs1VV4Xl0NQ2DwFpRaY6TLjBbiL2T0_mXuIGdr18aTL1hSc1f4gmNLJzO2P11M4hxc_PCPKa9kTz9VsZozRTcGTsUhs1eRXIxok8k9BUr/s1600-h/sol+de+inverno.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWN5NS8E2OGy4ZAoaZrYeoDlVUI2kqO1oAvPoLs1VV4Xl0NQ2DwFpRaY6TLjBbiL2T0_mXuIGdr18aTL1hSc1f4gmNLJzO2P11M4hxc_PCPKa9kTz9VsZozRTcGTsUhs1eRXIxok8k9BUr/s400/sol+de+inverno.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Sol de Inverno</span></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-CDQMkf8p20hCXT1mVariiN85EDMRLREDE4djhkPZRNdKZao3_FYoOF2GmZyVetr_orSbd9C_GMmQVDZqDgeZMRML5xtURp0J2gCpZoZ4QRNf_D9HVt-ee1JE57fBJF1t_7TLFqhi7em/s1600-h/espanto+solar.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-CDQMkf8p20hCXT1mVariiN85EDMRLREDE4djhkPZRNdKZao3_FYoOF2GmZyVetr_orSbd9C_GMmQVDZqDgeZMRML5xtURp0J2gCpZoZ4QRNf_D9HVt-ee1JE57fBJF1t_7TLFqhi7em/s400/espanto+solar.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Espaços paralelos</span></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3B7l2nBX26tTGa2FmHqUP4uAanEWsy0EtceWWFLx9M_GqaeDTCoP9xNM5nnRb4B3qVYx2ZttKsvi9P5bBtEbQKIDNzaEAi1hHvln5sh0jBigHBC9D-OdJDzuozOwVfYGi6LPSmp9VUph8/s1600-h/A+luz+da+floresta.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3B7l2nBX26tTGa2FmHqUP4uAanEWsy0EtceWWFLx9M_GqaeDTCoP9xNM5nnRb4B3qVYx2ZttKsvi9P5bBtEbQKIDNzaEAi1hHvln5sh0jBigHBC9D-OdJDzuozOwVfYGi6LPSmp9VUph8/s400/A+luz+da+floresta.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Solstício</span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-39703869587511699692008-06-05T12:46:00.002+01:002008-06-30T11:50:25.020+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWDbY1AfMIDIrNgS60RBB1NEK_vSLNzj5Qju5H1tzlOnBKV4OLBLBxJWYvaEx_L3T4HcFwXKMrNDYhSN5dNwPzljPn8u8TisLr_o_XoMvAHCehwn2JIdIMoWieh_PhxXUK7nMw1SPFKx1/s1600-h/Tarde.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWDbY1AfMIDIrNgS60RBB1NEK_vSLNzj5Qju5H1tzlOnBKV4OLBLBxJWYvaEx_L3T4HcFwXKMrNDYhSN5dNwPzljPn8u8TisLr_o_XoMvAHCehwn2JIdIMoWieh_PhxXUK7nMw1SPFKx1/s400/Tarde.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">golpe de asa - deserto (díptico)<br /></p></span></strong><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmIouIERvyBQKKd0es4L2oPMYLJBTl562463H2GbPhjUaRVA95JdBXJZ73MDNxDXB2R6Ymu_jush9c5GBbiww2HjDvymmFxvFHwDCk-R62PT0O2CVz36mQ2o_FNW3pAqqnwBCvkZ7Rrn2_/s1600-h/maternidade+ii.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmIouIERvyBQKKd0es4L2oPMYLJBTl562463H2GbPhjUaRVA95JdBXJZ73MDNxDXB2R6Ymu_jush9c5GBbiww2HjDvymmFxvFHwDCk-R62PT0O2CVz36mQ2o_FNW3pAqqnwBCvkZ7Rrn2_/s400/maternidade+ii.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Maternidade<br /></p></span></strong><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ry9hy2q4Nzp3WHp8mXEMjIMHu7YWkpta3Ly8JKQc5z2b-OwTiu3cwj6IQuGJStO0rocgzLI92n5waWM7Y78NuxeNBgo3OxEP4X8-sHEcyfCvduYHB9UgPL5mF1TOkqNMSP6X3OT-zK5o/s1600-h/Pastoral.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ry9hy2q4Nzp3WHp8mXEMjIMHu7YWkpta3Ly8JKQc5z2b-OwTiu3cwj6IQuGJStO0rocgzLI92n5waWM7Y78NuxeNBgo3OxEP4X8-sHEcyfCvduYHB9UgPL5mF1TOkqNMSP6X3OT-zK5o/s400/Pastoral.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Partir</span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-8304796535463116182008-06-05T12:40:00.001+01:002008-06-05T12:43:46.457+01:00Floresta de Fogo<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwFP-lcpWM1rGi19wl34nkQ6aXatdwmZNaaK7K1qeBD9WsHZW0Ee92hgw0X3iCtGRIlIEjz7bYfDsnk4w74F4W_H6NyTXfYHVfr_TVgUKu6HBbDm9YW5L25eXg8eAL24n5mIXtblUTJbnT/s1600-h/Paisagem+1.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwFP-lcpWM1rGi19wl34nkQ6aXatdwmZNaaK7K1qeBD9WsHZW0Ee92hgw0X3iCtGRIlIEjz7bYfDsnk4w74F4W_H6NyTXfYHVfr_TVgUKu6HBbDm9YW5L25eXg8eAL24n5mIXtblUTJbnT/s400/Paisagem+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#990000;">1<br /></span></strong></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ORS13f7cMizuolhPljvL1nvqJVg-cYd7R3UpaMIxceWpH-qOb4iDdNlDo3pNyWiOSy-Ji5T9KRRApQzwZHjhnZHhJaypY1ItUMexas0pCGcPryjOP8BzbVb4KON4WW8mJgcSHCxMU2-z/s1600-h/Paisagem+3.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ORS13f7cMizuolhPljvL1nvqJVg-cYd7R3UpaMIxceWpH-qOb4iDdNlDo3pNyWiOSy-Ji5T9KRRApQzwZHjhnZHhJaypY1ItUMexas0pCGcPryjOP8BzbVb4KON4WW8mJgcSHCxMU2-z/s400/Paisagem+3.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><span style="color:#990000;"><strong>2<br /></strong></span></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-w86oGGR3FBeZO2cosIg625R168ejeYMxuBmtmJV2z3n4CawbqTWv4GY9U_fc0bJ2rLB8GOcU6xtLXnuIoia-UtreeR-DdG1YVdEbTdu3qwyH6VI4X1FGSsauJ_RG-GhTwVb1GmYrbZX8/s1600-h/Paisagem+2.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-w86oGGR3FBeZO2cosIg625R168ejeYMxuBmtmJV2z3n4CawbqTWv4GY9U_fc0bJ2rLB8GOcU6xtLXnuIoia-UtreeR-DdG1YVdEbTdu3qwyH6VI4X1FGSsauJ_RG-GhTwVb1GmYrbZX8/s400/Paisagem+2.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>3<br /></strong></span></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTOrMhyphenhyphenB9wOJYfDte-fyMon6SHBOgX5gXdcJsHc1vmkOfK24QgQdTB2lTglY5aAjiHj-9XCDp8S6YJYLnKGA4s_dZSkrvSPF6iq9MwrCoUdXZsBG9qXRmsbzl0jprwDZ_6v4Lc0-3ag0A0/s1600-h/Paisagem+4.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTOrMhyphenhyphenB9wOJYfDte-fyMon6SHBOgX5gXdcJsHc1vmkOfK24QgQdTB2lTglY5aAjiHj-9XCDp8S6YJYLnKGA4s_dZSkrvSPF6iq9MwrCoUdXZsBG9qXRmsbzl0jprwDZ_6v4Lc0-3ag0A0/s400/Paisagem+4.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">4</span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-48151310498628494332008-05-01T20:54:00.002+01:002008-05-01T21:00:18.513+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMFWqHFfD70OANuueK_wiAUMU-MB4HbrV6Y2QqTZMC9rwVLwTkBmVhwBlvSTAHVG6ObKsWbO4wgs40T_05vZ4YJcdlBUPlfTcASjL_zJQSxb-4wcjO_FxlvyrUjlLcCy-bkNWIMkwpulPp/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMFWqHFfD70OANuueK_wiAUMU-MB4HbrV6Y2QqTZMC9rwVLwTkBmVhwBlvSTAHVG6ObKsWbO4wgs40T_05vZ4YJcdlBUPlfTcASjL_zJQSxb-4wcjO_FxlvyrUjlLcCy-bkNWIMkwpulPp/s400/image.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Fez-se luz, no caminho...</span></strong></p><p><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzc88oOto6GqdV_VOhtgwdZCbsG5BN_pHOcBTqkyhoPfvnLGR1vTiDZ3zHPEYNqmROvJu2jke1dFePZ4wHe-3yvvzSS7ac-jUUIhDF4CZHxLawVf7nbaILhxfVaZJZCGHKnF4GhmrbTxju/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzc88oOto6GqdV_VOhtgwdZCbsG5BN_pHOcBTqkyhoPfvnLGR1vTiDZ3zHPEYNqmROvJu2jke1dFePZ4wHe-3yvvzSS7ac-jUUIhDF4CZHxLawVf7nbaILhxfVaZJZCGHKnF4GhmrbTxju/s400/image.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Expectativas, medos </span></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">e passos de dança</span></strong></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-65523389791718789712008-05-01T12:04:00.007+01:002008-05-01T14:19:31.414+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTC5GLgfXfq-FXfUttyodiZNo4dtc6Wmr4JJ2bndB-rxjCG1xrROxee1_BUsVEPYm1JOJ4WAR-nnr6Jc1mwRb_SPpfj4Vtbsv-lC93y5W91OqRddK1AbAsygZGYZsLF7FIJ9iM6e_USXQM/s1600-h/HPIM0116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" height="400" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTC5GLgfXfq-FXfUttyodiZNo4dtc6Wmr4JJ2bndB-rxjCG1xrROxee1_BUsVEPYm1JOJ4WAR-nnr6Jc1mwRb_SPpfj4Vtbsv-lC93y5W91OqRddK1AbAsygZGYZsLF7FIJ9iM6e_USXQM/s400/HPIM0116.JPG" width="316" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">As duas irmãs</span></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTxtPEbntcVrL6cOmyQOejL_HuhyphenhyphenhIX373fSDhXt801UPVotYQMzax91i6sAxXKFikD43WSSFq7eEn6otgL2_FV3ULor9zu9tsHz_vKrqtXbz64OfE4aAknBqPr2XyjipoNXre8MxuFln/s1600-h/HPIM0117.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTxtPEbntcVrL6cOmyQOejL_HuhyphenhyphenhIX373fSDhXt801UPVotYQMzax91i6sAxXKFikD43WSSFq7eEn6otgL2_FV3ULor9zu9tsHz_vKrqtXbz64OfE4aAknBqPr2XyjipoNXre8MxuFln/s400/HPIM0117.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Cumplicidades<br /></p></span></strong><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizIaCVdX0K2tpAuIbHzwHSEeM9Chi3QoI6DrgpfBY1kksUkGc2i59d5UcAErqVqkjhsXj6DvS9iS9Ud8X53IGKeRrkTWFMEw34wNNdbqvxZP4Ngm_6rsAO9cEqaOIffWi3Kmz3CQKvhurs/s1600-h/HPIM0123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizIaCVdX0K2tpAuIbHzwHSEeM9Chi3QoI6DrgpfBY1kksUkGc2i59d5UcAErqVqkjhsXj6DvS9iS9Ud8X53IGKeRrkTWFMEw34wNNdbqvxZP4Ngm_6rsAO9cEqaOIffWi3Kmz3CQKvhurs/s400/HPIM0123.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">O 1º de Maio</span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-90737809841897968422008-04-15T15:48:00.007+01:002008-05-01T14:01:14.121+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p align="center"></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH7evkHbC6tFz6rr_POg3Axm_TEqW631YAvoBg-2gWjJ034m_3mvAnUsLEymk6Nf49P1l4-amsTNtO62cHHJ1NOjBkbFIfFii7P4CG2Nmps8xsB3v1XdNhmI_Kiy0P7XAVLslCanuOCa7L/s1600-h/olha+o+sol.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 466px" height="451" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH7evkHbC6tFz6rr_POg3Axm_TEqW631YAvoBg-2gWjJ034m_3mvAnUsLEymk6Nf49P1l4-amsTNtO62cHHJ1NOjBkbFIfFii7P4CG2Nmps8xsB3v1XdNhmI_Kiy0P7XAVLslCanuOCa7L/s400/olha+o+sol.jpg" width="304" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Olha o Sol que vem nascendo...</span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-45895096044209195712008-04-15T15:45:00.007+01:002008-05-01T14:02:08.186+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvkyVW_-WG9NgXr2zQp3s6Jg_iOXfk6rOuw39MferrOnWnhDRdq4x2SnKRN5V8fIvBY0Hqt7oGXOsJgrvi0XIShlu3SOZvIRSLijESWcG8M0TxFlRC6RmeCPqHJ2T9x8yUaga4zp7PDaxf/s1600-h/paisagemdealma7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 339px" height="400" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvkyVW_-WG9NgXr2zQp3s6Jg_iOXfk6rOuw39MferrOnWnhDRdq4x2SnKRN5V8fIvBY0Hqt7oGXOsJgrvi0XIShlu3SOZvIRSLijESWcG8M0TxFlRC6RmeCPqHJ2T9x8yUaga4zp7PDaxf/s400/paisagemdealma7.jpg" width="377" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Paisagem com gente</span></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1RA7ZIOZHQhn3L_gHGZzW9fyKOCeQu68fecp_tv19ArM05QaW2vcEMZO1JtZNTLiqfI2Sz5CBsYwsxKQNrI3txAA8ofyko-D9B3i3tYuNL0FqfjvkEc0WktThBk62h5-lxeIJ_9sXA-v_/s1600-h/meninasvelhas.jpg"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468627120296685736.post-14465487979360018402008-04-15T15:43:00.005+01:002008-05-01T14:03:25.320+01:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnnUimrvEvmvz3ktXP6WSno4uSfmawwgHofHksN3ugagx0FuIPfdfycmWLgWSozlP44wHCb9JYdVj_MPjBZbuXurwldoKTK4DnxymMrNzPJuNKvxcfv9R7NLd3NcaH9pYbBxeBMNk57OGk/s1600-h/paisagemcomgente.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 331px" height="368" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnnUimrvEvmvz3ktXP6WSno4uSfmawwgHofHksN3ugagx0FuIPfdfycmWLgWSozlP44wHCb9JYdVj_MPjBZbuXurwldoKTK4DnxymMrNzPJuNKvxcfv9R7NLd3NcaH9pYbBxeBMNk57OGk/s400/paisagemcomgente.jpg" width="334" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">O caminho faz-se caminhando</span></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhI5LxIdBWOYhhkkp-lLwTAw9r95pG-mssrc04GQSPWVIKvV4tYtPiu9jpLb1737fqfbtxis4FXvIIZaC9p4mv4tXPxYbRc4M6FocakkkKy_bj82FzJfiDFLKefCs6Y9DTTNKR89HPv5pz/s1600-h/universos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" height="330" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhI5LxIdBWOYhhkkp-lLwTAw9r95pG-mssrc04GQSPWVIKvV4tYtPiu9jpLb1737fqfbtxis4FXvIIZaC9p4mv4tXPxYbRc4M6FocakkkKy_bj82FzJfiDFLKefCs6Y9DTTNKR89HPv5pz/s400/universos.jpg" width="308" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#993300;">Luares de outono</span></strong><br /></p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_bw2D9uvFtHrHc0OtzYLMH0QXNNMxN9CNz-M1CNFFDYc2zZvU4D1zMMyddQsDQB5wvitUqYhmZZOwEjmuuM8xVWNUcc7whGwMLnvUsJEruQe_1YUToUAKadcxoEzw2xqB_eepOWv54ET/s1600-h/o+tunel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 338px" height="379" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_bw2D9uvFtHrHc0OtzYLMH0QXNNMxN9CNz-M1CNFFDYc2zZvU4D1zMMyddQsDQB5wvitUqYhmZZOwEjmuuM8xVWNUcc7whGwMLnvUsJEruQe_1YUToUAKadcxoEzw2xqB_eepOWv54ET/s400/o+tunel.jpg" width="338" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">O Túnel</span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a></div>Dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976noreply@blogger.com0