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width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/ScI_xfLNTLI/AAAAAAAAKYY/esghlmccVf0/s320/blog195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314880629665254578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/ScI_1AhVoiI/AAAAAAAAKYg/FpY8NuPouC0/s1600-h/blog196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/ScI_1AhVoiI/AAAAAAAAKYg/FpY8NuPouC0/s320/blog196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314880690156053026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Começa e Acaba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilhante a forma de como a série "Anatomia de Grey" sinaliza o início e o fecho de cada episódio desta produção norte americana, que aborda o dia a dia dos profissionais de um hospital.&lt;br /&gt;A questão Vida e Morte, está bem presente na crueza da tipografia e na forma, bem como nas cores, fazendo uma alusão do  branco e preto com o acordar(nascer) e o adormecer(morrer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-8359295238214539310?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/8359295238214539310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=8359295238214539310' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/8359295238214539310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/8359295238214539310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/03/anatomia-audiovisual.html' title='Anatomia audiovisual'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/ScI_xfLNTLI/AAAAAAAAKYY/esghlmccVf0/s72-c/blog195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6532719267480453651</id><published>2009-02-20T11:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:40:26.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Poeta visual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ8GhiyBAUI/AAAAAAAAKXg/6qbCrixJbK8/s1600-h/blog194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ8GhiyBAUI/AAAAAAAAKXg/6qbCrixJbK8/s320/blog194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304966059407769922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ8GPVJlztI/AAAAAAAAKXY/oFPAFA9anV0/s1600-h/blog193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ8GPVJlztI/AAAAAAAAKXY/oFPAFA9anV0/s320/blog193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304965746510909138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMEGA electronic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No tempo dos relógios de sol, sempre havia de vez em quando manhãs de nevoeiro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Jorge Sousa Braga, O poeta nu, Assírio e Alvim&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/38568689-6532719267480453651?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6532719267480453651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6532719267480453651' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6532719267480453651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6532719267480453651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-poeta-visual.html' title='O Poeta visual'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ8GhiyBAUI/AAAAAAAAKXg/6qbCrixJbK8/s72-c/blog194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1413697158420019762</id><published>2009-02-20T02:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:34:46.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A saga das faces dos outros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ6ApMJkLCI/AAAAAAAAKXQ/FIS9QPb-Awg/s1600-h/blog189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ6ApMJkLCI/AAAAAAAAKXQ/FIS9QPb-Awg/s320/blog189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818856213359650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ6Akqr0nDI/AAAAAAAAKXI/voNSaeUtIrw/s1600-h/blog191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ6Akqr0nDI/AAAAAAAAKXI/voNSaeUtIrw/s320/blog191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818778510761010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ6AgRY1wMI/AAAAAAAAKXA/z2CB2SXcbck/s1600-h/blog192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ6AgRY1wMI/AAAAAAAAKXA/z2CB2SXcbck/s320/blog192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304818703000780994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E não era tão chato se não pudéssemos mascarar-nos de outros?...são muitos anos na mesma alma, corpo e vida. Esta é uma das premissas que conduzem a participação no carnaval por muitas pessoas. Reinventem-se.&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/38568689-1413697158420019762?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1413697158420019762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1413697158420019762' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1413697158420019762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1413697158420019762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/02/saga-das-faces-dos-outros.html' title='A saga das faces dos outros'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SZ6ApMJkLCI/AAAAAAAAKXQ/FIS9QPb-Awg/s72-c/blog189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1144460095882051332</id><published>2009-01-31T04:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T05:05:33.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mogwai de mármore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKQz2fTzI/AAAAAAAAKU0/FqIKZH6RXWw/s1600-h/blog185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKQz2fTzI/AAAAAAAAKU0/FqIKZH6RXWw/s320/blog185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297440714351660850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKN0bKyTI/AAAAAAAAKUs/SynyvISp0pE/s1600-h/blog186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKN0bKyTI/AAAAAAAAKUs/SynyvISp0pE/s320/blog186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297440662965897522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKKcc_feI/AAAAAAAAKUk/UDseUBe5Zk0/s1600-h/blog187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKKcc_feI/AAAAAAAAKUk/UDseUBe5Zk0/s320/blog187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297440604991487458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKHEIdH0I/AAAAAAAAKUc/BFDYjHpCvaM/s1600-h/blog188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKHEIdH0I/AAAAAAAAKUc/BFDYjHpCvaM/s320/blog188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297440546923290434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mogwai, escultor de sons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr.Beast&lt;/span&gt; do grupo escocês Mogwa&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;, arrepia ao som das teclas que partem pensamentos como pedra. O &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;post-rock&lt;/span&gt; parece ser assim, uma abertura alternativa para esta dimensão sonora. Uma excelente escolha para um soundtrack, como no filme WICKER PARK (O Apartamento).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mogwai.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mogwai.co.uk/&lt;/a&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/38568689-1144460095882051332?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1144460095882051332/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1144460095882051332' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1144460095882051332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1144460095882051332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/01/mogwai-de-marmore.html' title='Mogwai de mármore'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SYRKQz2fTzI/AAAAAAAAKU0/FqIKZH6RXWw/s72-c/blog185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-2662229151128936490</id><published>2009-01-25T07:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T07:49:26.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cultura de um Logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyG1pA5bII/AAAAAAAAKUU/k3xR_SEuh0o/s1600-h/blog181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyG1pA5bII/AAAAAAAAKUU/k3xR_SEuh0o/s320/blog181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295255517981666434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyGxsJcHDI/AAAAAAAAKUM/VmvlHnbcP3g/s1600-h/blog182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyGxsJcHDI/AAAAAAAAKUM/VmvlHnbcP3g/s320/blog182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295255450103323698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyGtvL7xRI/AAAAAAAAKUE/sizuh5BFF_I/s1600-h/blog183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyGtvL7xRI/AAAAAAAAKUE/sizuh5BFF_I/s320/blog183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295255382199616786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyGqG5ZkFI/AAAAAAAAKT8/GhdHKxcrjSI/s1600-h/blog184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyGqG5ZkFI/AAAAAAAAKT8/GhdHKxcrjSI/s320/blog184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295255319844851794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logo Jogos Olímpicos 2012 em Londres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A contestação à volta da escolha do logo dos próximos jogos olímpicos tem vindo a crescer e a ganhar expressões curiosas(como a 1º imagem). Um professor de Barcelona uma vez disse-me que a capacidade de um logo funcionar existe na sua aplicação e versatilidade, criando assim uma cultura própria a que as pessoas não ficarão indiferentes. Pois bem, na história da comunicação visual podemos reconhecer casos onde um logo fosse rejeitado à nascença, sendo que posteriormente devido à sua capacidade de adaptação a diversos formatos, suportes, aplicações, este, acaba por ser familiarizado a todos os níveis. O logo dos próximos jogos olímpicos em Londres já está a ganhar pontos...., pois ninguém lhe é indiferente, por diversas razões. Quase que apostava que em 2012 já o comité Olímpico conseguiu provar a aposta desta imagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-2662229151128936490?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/2662229151128936490/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=2662229151128936490' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2662229151128936490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2662229151128936490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/01/cultura-de-um-logo.html' title='A Cultura de um Logo'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXyG1pA5bII/AAAAAAAAKUU/k3xR_SEuh0o/s72-c/blog181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7510793043558043900</id><published>2009-01-24T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T03:30:56.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A menina na Diáspora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXr7fsIeGCI/AAAAAAAAKT0/jmuks-6_CUI/s1600-h/blog180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXr7fsIeGCI/AAAAAAAAKT0/jmuks-6_CUI/s320/blog180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294820833768642594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;N_Diáspora já disponível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue para a esquerda como um pássaro ligeiro da cor da noite. Confiante, ergue o braço para alcançar o seu sonho, boa sorte menina de vermelho.&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/38568689-7510793043558043900?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ncontrastcp.com' title='A menina na Diáspora'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7510793043558043900/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7510793043558043900' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7510793043558043900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7510793043558043900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/01/menina-na-dispora.html' title='A menina na Diáspora'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXr7fsIeGCI/AAAAAAAAKT0/jmuks-6_CUI/s72-c/blog180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6818684014598486209</id><published>2009-01-18T16:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:36:16.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual Backstage Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXPKzzERzoI/AAAAAAAAKMg/zGdg_C4pHLM/s1600-h/blog179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXPKzzERzoI/AAAAAAAAKMg/zGdg_C4pHLM/s320/blog179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292796978320756354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXPJgbqUu6I/AAAAAAAAKMY/DXiHGLnhIhg/s1600-h/blog178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXPJgbqUu6I/AAAAAAAAKMY/DXiHGLnhIhg/s320/blog178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292795546108738466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cultura visual cinematográfica = Comunicação e Merchandising do produto&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/38568689-6818684014598486209?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6818684014598486209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6818684014598486209' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6818684014598486209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6818684014598486209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/01/visual-backstage-movies.html' title='Visual Backstage Movies'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SXPKzzERzoI/AAAAAAAAKMg/zGdg_C4pHLM/s72-c/blog179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6810176578393653336</id><published>2009-01-04T04:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:47:47.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueca previsão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SWCouhyQxFI/AAAAAAAAKMM/9ZasqUI54R8/s1600-h/blog177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SWCouhyQxFI/AAAAAAAAKMM/9ZasqUI54R8/s320/blog177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287411479829595218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a na cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;eca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se perguntarmos à Ana o que ela acha da actual crise financeira, todos sabemos que ela dirá "Desculpe, receio que não tenha entendido o que disse. Podia reformular a sua pergunta, com outras palavras, por favor?". A sensação de materialismo rapidamente será uma epidemia nas acções da nossa sociedade. Nesta visão negativa, existirão imensas casas com bastante semelhanças no seu mobiliário e opção na organização de espaço. Haverá ainda em 2010 um livro da Tashen da colecção de design de interiores europeu chamado: IKEA Style. Todas as casas do futuro serão de montagem rápida, tendo como peso máximo permitido, 3 adultos, 2 crianças e um animal de 4 patas. Haverá um campeonato inter-continentes, onde a selecção da Europa terá como equipamento os tons do IKEA(Não imitando a Suécia), e a nossa mascote, obviamente que será a Ana.&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/38568689-6810176578393653336?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6810176578393653336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6810176578393653336' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6810176578393653336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6810176578393653336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/01/sueca-previso.html' title='Sueca previsão'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SWCouhyQxFI/AAAAAAAAKMM/9ZasqUI54R8/s72-c/blog177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-99841031991328121</id><published>2009-01-01T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:49:56.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 circulos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SV0OQz6v-1I/AAAAAAAAKME/rTCI_kTWuA0/s1600-h/blog176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SV0OQz6v-1I/AAAAAAAAKME/rTCI_kTWuA0/s320/blog176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286397219580148562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O ano começa novamente numa orgânica de círculos de 60 itens. 2009 arranca com o resumo de 2008 no bolso da memória, impulsionando os que cá estão a quererem um melhor passeio em todos os níveis. Ncontrast - Visual Culture Productions é o novo rosto de toda a estrutura laboral construída em 2008 nos projectos Revista Ncontrast - Conceitos Perpendiculares e Makeadream - Comunicação e Imagem. E deste passeio, espero portanto que seja bom...e que passe devagar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque a necessidade de desenvolver e investir na índustria Criativa portuguesa é grande, acho que tudo se conjugará na perfeição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brevemente o site: www.ncontrast.com.pt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-99841031991328121?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/99841031991328121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=99841031991328121' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/99841031991328121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/99841031991328121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-circulos.html' title='2009 circulos'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SV0OQz6v-1I/AAAAAAAAKME/rTCI_kTWuA0/s72-c/blog176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6065709496018699241</id><published>2008-12-24T03:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:32:18.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alem Sonho dos sonhadores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIdNt8q7jI/AAAAAAAAKL0/mdw1QSod1UQ/s1600-h/blog174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIdNt8q7jI/AAAAAAAAKL0/mdw1QSod1UQ/s320/blog174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283317434368585266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIdE4ytb5I/AAAAAAAAKLs/mIMzLIzaZew/s1600-h/blog175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIdE4ytb5I/AAAAAAAAKLs/mIMzLIzaZew/s320/blog175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283317282660773778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Além Sonho - Teatro e Animação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recente Trabalho, a página web deste grupo de teatro e animação bastante versátil, com intervenções também em formato multimédia. Visitem o site e apreciem o talento deste trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alemsonho.com"&gt;http://www.alemsonho.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-6065709496018699241?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6065709496018699241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6065709496018699241' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6065709496018699241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6065709496018699241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/12/alem-sonho-dos-sonhadores.html' title='Alem Sonho dos sonhadores'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIdNt8q7jI/AAAAAAAAKL0/mdw1QSod1UQ/s72-c/blog174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3094951606462900667</id><published>2008-12-24T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:17:41.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acordes visuais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIYJvuuWUI/AAAAAAAAKLk/fwT9BulSRjE/s1600-h/blog171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIYJvuuWUI/AAAAAAAAKLk/fwT9BulSRjE/s320/blog171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283311868569344322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIYBKpEOrI/AAAAAAAAKLc/1uJngii21rI/s1600-h/blog172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIYBKpEOrI/AAAAAAAAKLc/1uJngii21rI/s320/blog172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283311721174547122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIX5UGsBuI/AAAAAAAAKLU/19QknW-wpnM/s1600-h/blog173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIX5UGsBuI/AAAAAAAAKLU/19QknW-wpnM/s320/blog173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283311586275755746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo Santaolalla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O compositor e músico argentino, já galardoado com dois óscares tem a capacidade de ilustrar  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frames&lt;/span&gt; com deliciosos acordes. Os filmes "Diários de Che Guevara" e "Brokeback Mountain" são exemplo disso. Mais do que uma simples banda sonora, a sua música pauta o ritmo do filme, permitindo uma busca interior ao espectador do seu trabalho. Na tela ou no ecrã, o efeito Santaolalla faz-se sentir.&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/38568689-3094951606462900667?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3094951606462900667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3094951606462900667' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3094951606462900667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3094951606462900667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/12/acordes-visuais.html' title='Acordes visuais'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SVIYJvuuWUI/AAAAAAAAKLk/fwT9BulSRjE/s72-c/blog171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6098090179927548408</id><published>2008-12-04T03:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T03:43:43.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Villain Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAkk0yidI/AAAAAAAAKLM/aNFtyX0Vi3Y/s1600-h/blog170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAkk0yidI/AAAAAAAAKLM/aNFtyX0Vi3Y/s320/blog170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275897223080741330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAgMBpDXI/AAAAAAAAKLE/PVAwkz6Lg1s/s1600-h/blog169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAgMBpDXI/AAAAAAAAKLE/PVAwkz6Lg1s/s320/blog169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275897147704282482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAbXrh5BI/AAAAAAAAKK8/lowexDt2Em4/s1600-h/blog168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAbXrh5BI/AAAAAAAAKK8/lowexDt2Em4/s320/blog168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275897064933418002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAWdNgMgI/AAAAAAAAKK0/lvMEv6CcKa4/s1600-h/blog167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAWdNgMgI/AAAAAAAAKK0/lvMEv6CcKa4/s320/blog167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275896980518744578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Villain Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde pequeno fui sempre um fã incondicional do Bond. Tenho a colecção em VHS, de quando passava na Tv, recortava as capas da TV+ e Tv7 dias para colocar nas caixas pretas que posteriormente arrumava na estante lá de casa. Atento ao que se vai passando a nível de publicidade, não pude deixar de tirar o chapéu à colecção da Swatch dedicada aos vilões do Bond. Mais importante que as Bond Girls que alegram as vistas, são os vilões, que têm o fio condutor de cada episódio (exceptuando o ultimo filme, que é uma desilusão). Fica a homenagem a essas personagens que marcam o cinema do espião inglês. &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/38568689-6098090179927548408?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.swatch.com/pt_pt/mediacenter/videos.id-60001.html' title='Villain Collection'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6098090179927548408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6098090179927548408' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6098090179927548408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6098090179927548408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/12/villain-collection.html' title='Villain Collection'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/STfAkk0yidI/AAAAAAAAKLM/aNFtyX0Vi3Y/s72-c/blog170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-5875972839854990326</id><published>2008-12-02T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:02:46.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The revolution continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-88ba4fe9d42dd83c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88ba4fe9d42dd83c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331516973%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A6FB53CD171D071B63498224B3B8E5A5D060785.72ACDD98D7A1315B0C47D448E8364150A4343478%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88ba4fe9d42dd83c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUtJiZeuHbMvasbY4AdXSxeeg55Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88ba4fe9d42dd83c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331516973%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A6FB53CD171D071B63498224B3B8E5A5D060785.72ACDD98D7A1315B0C47D448E8364150A4343478%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88ba4fe9d42dd83c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUtJiZeuHbMvasbY4AdXSxeeg55Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Revolution Continues: New Chinese Art&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt2"&gt;Now open in the new gallery - Saatchi Gallery in London&lt;br /&gt;Oct 9th 2008 - Jan 25th 2009&lt;br /&gt;Exhibition sponsor: Walker Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="txt2"&gt;Exposição colectiva de vários artistas chineses até 25 de Janeiro de 2009. A revolução continua…através da Arte.Se for a Londres, faça um desvio até à &lt;a href="http://www.saatchi-gallery.co.uk/"&gt;Saatchi Gallery.&lt;/a&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/38568689-5875972839854990326?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=88ba4fe9d42dd83c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/5875972839854990326/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=5875972839854990326' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/5875972839854990326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/5875972839854990326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/12/revolution-continues.html' title='The revolution continues'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7126262635315454840</id><published>2008-11-25T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T04:34:35.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>InSpirit from London</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-317a8540f9019abc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D317a8540f9019abc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331516973%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FB6B3CBFFA9F193EA045DD04E3B6C1D7BED3B8.6442C19586A9AFEE9C239821CB846CE5A303A5C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D317a8540f9019abc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMN1v-2YJdgw-2mAP2Dx2cESlHsc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D317a8540f9019abc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331516973%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FB6B3CBFFA9F193EA045DD04E3B6C1D7BED3B8.6442C19586A9AFEE9C239821CB846CE5A303A5C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D317a8540f9019abc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMN1v-2YJdgw-2mAP2Dx2cESlHsc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Session no bar InSpirit em Londres. 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SObMXC1jxsI/AAAAAAAAHXA/pq0nz8_nBOY/s1600-h/blog148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SObMXC1jxsI/AAAAAAAAHXA/pq0nz8_nBOY/s320/blog148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253110711644833474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedaços de Estrada na Vida em Cena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transportando o humor daquela tarde esbranquiçada&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Alinhar ao centro" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pela aurora, Sr.Cowboy vestiu o seu cinto de cabedal, pronto para mais um dia de retalhos.&lt;br /&gt;O duelo a tesoura é uma modalidade interiormente conhecida, naqueles, cujo o instante cromático, define a poesia de um dia.&lt;br /&gt;O céu foi invadido por balões de sonhos, com trajectórias interrompidas, por lemes indecisos em relação a que constelação indica o Norte. Tinha sido Sr.Cowboy que os libertara, balões remendados de aparência, baptizados no argumento que é respirar.&lt;br /&gt;Inspira e Expira….todas as toneladas de sensações por esses quilómetros fora…, Sr.Cowboy encontra-se no quinquagésimo poste de electricidade para recortar um instante de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Coleccionador de Retalhos, guardados numa mala abastecida a tons de incerteza, a sua profissão é um passatempo esquecido no café do fundo.Demorará alguns dias a escolher o menu das mesas com posicionamento privilegiado, para assistir a tal vida de construtor de linhas de tempo. Os calabouços do jardim da esquina, são famosos pela suas rendas , Sr.Cowboy colabora activamente na manufactura deste bem material. O tempo das  linhas são o reflexo dos segredos abandonados nos bancos verde-seco. Já dizia sua sombra, que quem visse o jardim de cima, notaria que a posição de tais bancos compunha a forma de um amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;Amanheceres em forma de banco, tinta que estala e absorve o encosto de um desassossego. Árvores que são agulhas, ventos que são linhas, amores que seguem nus..sem nunca saberem de onde vieram, talvez do café do fundo onde o letreiro indica que,”já não existe o Apache da Verdade, existe sim, um caminho que toca na liberdade e regressa ao nosso relógio das cores.”&lt;br /&gt;Sr.Cowboy assiste à sua vida numa máquina de cigarros, onde o “Fumar Mata”, e a vida é caçada com um laço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até ao quinquagésimo poste de electricidade, depois é contigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guno Sol&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/38568689-9036008859212440069?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/9036008859212440069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=9036008859212440069' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/9036008859212440069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/9036008859212440069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/10/pedaos-de-estrada-na-vida-em-cena.html' title='Pedaços de Estrada na Vida em Cena'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SObMXC1jxsI/AAAAAAAAHXA/pq0nz8_nBOY/s72-c/blog148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7154033620612326113</id><published>2008-10-03T04:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T04:38:30.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escort Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDxyQI3lI/AAAAAAAAHW4/2ijQ3gEtrMQ/s1600-h/blog147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDxyQI3lI/AAAAAAAAHW4/2ijQ3gEtrMQ/s320/blog147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252890169212198482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDt0Tl_2I/AAAAAAAAHWw/HsesBNIGL4g/s1600-h/blog146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDt0Tl_2I/AAAAAAAAHWw/HsesBNIGL4g/s320/blog146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252890101044084578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDpyH-kYI/AAAAAAAAHWo/MuPPQjvyt4w/s1600-h/blog145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDpyH-kYI/AAAAAAAAHWo/MuPPQjvyt4w/s320/blog145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252890031739015554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDluueWSI/AAAAAAAAHWg/fbnS-MZhLWY/s1600-h/blog144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDluueWSI/AAAAAAAAHWg/fbnS-MZhLWY/s320/blog144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252889962107263266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Escort - Sophie Matisse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mera casualidade, através de um anuncio no jornal, conheci Sophie Matisse, acompanhante de escort, bastante profissional e séria. Imagem corporativa para  sua actividade profissional. Foi um desafio bastante interessante, nós Designers...temos de ser mutantes.:)&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/38568689-7154033620612326113?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7154033620612326113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7154033620612326113' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7154033620612326113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7154033620612326113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/10/escort-design.html' title='Escort Design'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOYDxyQI3lI/AAAAAAAAHW4/2ijQ3gEtrMQ/s72-c/blog147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1904865064216628949</id><published>2008-09-30T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:40:03.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade do acaso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOKg8ixk82I/AAAAAAAAHWY/D2hrzA94VZE/s1600-h/blog143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOKg8ixk82I/AAAAAAAAHWY/D2hrzA94VZE/s320/blog143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251937077454762850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOKg0pet25I/AAAAAAAAHWQ/MQKbgwd6ux4/s1600-h/blog142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOKg0pet25I/AAAAAAAAHWQ/MQKbgwd6ux4/s320/blog142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251936941815749522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bgC4FvUNFlc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bgC4FvUNFlc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Beach, 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse DiCaprio percorre o instante assertivo do que é a liberdade do acaso. A ilha é um marco no que pode ser a utopia dos nossos dias, o retirar-se de uma sociedade contaminada a qualquer preço. Acho que daqui se retiram boas ideias, a continuidade que o filme tem a partir do momento em que tudo está em harmonia, o malandro do Di Caprio com a francesa gira, faz-nos lembrar que o mundo é uma balança constante, existe equilibrio entre o que temos de bom e o que temos de mau. Quando temos uma tempestade, temos o barco, quando temos o sol....temos os raios ultra-violeta. Quando temos o um bom filme, temos a noticia de que para o fazer, foi devastado um habitat natural. Até certo ponto, as coisas boas não devem fazer esquecer as coisas más , nem as coisas más fazer esquecer as coisas boas....Depois de terem sido expulsos da ilha e de tudo o que houve de mal, este filme acaba com o sr.Di Caprio a receber um e-mail de uma fotografia de familia, quando ainda todos naquela ilha viviam o apogeu do espirito daquela comunidade, o tal momento visual que será eterno na memória dos que sobreviveram à ilha.  O fim faz lembrar a jangada de Medusa do Géricault, o fim faz lembrar que houve um começo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-1904865064216628949?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1904865064216628949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1904865064216628949' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1904865064216628949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1904865064216628949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/09/liberdade-do-acaso.html' title='Liberdade do acaso'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOKg8ixk82I/AAAAAAAAHWY/D2hrzA94VZE/s72-c/blog143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-53709407435216475</id><published>2008-09-29T03:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:40:55.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ana Steiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOCv4gRxqnI/AAAAAAAAHWI/9fggoRO9j5I/s1600-h/blog139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOCv4gRxqnI/AAAAAAAAHWI/9fggoRO9j5I/s320/blog139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251390550786026098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOCvxRUiZnI/AAAAAAAAHWA/mq24i-PCPao/s1600-h/blog140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOCvxRUiZnI/AAAAAAAAHWA/mq24i-PCPao/s320/blog140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251390426511992434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOCvnpp9ooI/AAAAAAAAHV4/YFYzdxGfKX8/s1600-h/blog141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SOCvnpp9ooI/AAAAAAAAHV4/YFYzdxGfKX8/s320/blog141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251390261245616770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Arte da produção.&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/38568689-53709407435216475?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://pwp.netcabo.pt/asteiner/index.htm' title='Ana Steiner'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/53709407435216475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7611326383836527086</id><published>2008-09-24T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:02:06.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TryOn na CRUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNvuIvzaS5I/AAAAAAAAHVw/ApUG2jG1FxE/s1600-h/blog138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNvuIvzaS5I/AAAAAAAAHVw/ApUG2jG1FxE/s320/blog138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250051624668908434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNqqr5XlMCI/AAAAAAAAHVo/dRkxYjTVWiY/s1600-h/blog137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNqqr5XlMCI/AAAAAAAAHVo/dRkxYjTVWiY/s320/blog137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249695986764558370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNqqofXvnAI/AAAAAAAAHVg/8YD1SwlJtdU/s1600-h/blog136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNqqofXvnAI/AAAAAAAAHVg/8YD1SwlJtdU/s320/blog136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249695928246311938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNqqkokfTqI/AAAAAAAAHVY/4J6FMqLvfbY/s1600-h/blog135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNqqkokfTqI/AAAAAAAAHVY/4J6FMqLvfbY/s320/blog135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249695861996211874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Try_On na revista Crua, Makeadream_collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cru-a.com/index.html"&gt;http://www.cru-a.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saí de casa por esse jardim fora. Fui em busca do pássaro azul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Contornei a espera dos que não “vêem”, para poder seguir em notas musicais através dos instrumentos da orquestra. Silenciei o argumento, construí o catálogo das esperas, porque a mais procurada sempre foi, a espera pelo Outono. A verdade é que o Outono nunca virá, a estação do pássaro de cor azul não se enquadra em desdobráveis temporais. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheguei à encosta dos castelos sonoros, tal paisagem palpita nas teclas de meu piano. Adormecido dizem uns, “por acertar” dizem os entendidos na matéria.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Procurei na biblioteca do assunto principal, mas a recolha de informação sobre o pássaro azul foi escassa, estive quase a desistir da minha aventura invisível. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Percebi por fim, que para ter notoriedade, necessitava de ter já longas e perigosas histórias para contar na recepção entre a minha porta de casa, e o jardim da vida.&lt;/p&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/38568689-7611326383836527086?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cru-a.com/index.html' title='TryOn na CRUA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7611326383836527086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7611326383836527086' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7611326383836527086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7611326383836527086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/09/tryon-na-crua.html' title='TryOn na CRUA'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNvuIvzaS5I/AAAAAAAAHVw/ApUG2jG1FxE/s72-c/blog138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-2182406625657065956</id><published>2008-09-22T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:25:32.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Work steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgM7p6I9wI/AAAAAAAAHVI/7g7tYu4IE54/s1600-h/blog132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgM7p6I9wI/AAAAAAAAHVI/7g7tYu4IE54/s320/blog132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248959584701839106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgM2T713KI/AAAAAAAAHVA/dj-mESqzvzQ/s1600-h/blog131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgM2T713KI/AAAAAAAAHVA/dj-mESqzvzQ/s320/blog131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248959492904049826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgMqwSDHGI/AAAAAAAAHU4/f-4jR_DKSW4/s1600-h/blog130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgMqwSDHGI/AAAAAAAAHU4/f-4jR_DKSW4/s320/blog130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248959294354955362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgMkbJ6hAI/AAAAAAAAHUw/kfIX0x-i5Ak/s1600-h/blog129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgMkbJ6hAI/AAAAAAAAHUw/kfIX0x-i5Ak/s320/blog129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248959185604477954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgMdYDXfvI/AAAAAAAAHUo/MAjU1MIARJE/s1600-h/blog133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgMdYDXfvI/AAAAAAAAHUo/MAjU1MIARJE/s320/blog133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248959064512626418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Publicidade para a casa D´arte em Lisboa&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho com Marco Sádio (fotógrafo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-2182406625657065956?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/2182406625657065956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=2182406625657065956' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2182406625657065956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2182406625657065956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/09/team-work-steps.html' title='Team Work steps'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNgM7p6I9wI/AAAAAAAAHVI/7g7tYu4IE54/s72-c/blog132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7234414700895203900</id><published>2008-09-22T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:18:26.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Pulso dos peixes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNeNxpMRFUI/AAAAAAAAHUg/WnLQW3BjUJg/s1600-h/blog128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNeNxpMRFUI/AAAAAAAAHUg/WnLQW3BjUJg/s320/blog128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248819774734013762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O pulso, cortado pela sociedade cronometrada. Já não se sentam no chão, em bancos de jardins, os diários gráficos abertos, os lápis gastos a rolar até ao fim... Acabou-se o desenho nas paredes encobertas pelo "vandalismo". A arte está contaminada de tanta tecnologia, de tanta escassez de pulso, falta de ritmo, falta de pulsação cardíaca,falta de alma...falta de coração.Quero voltar a ser peixe.&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/38568689-7234414700895203900?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7234414700895203900/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7234414700895203900' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7234414700895203900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7234414700895203900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-pulso-dos-peixes.html' title='O Pulso dos peixes'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNeNxpMRFUI/AAAAAAAAHUg/WnLQW3BjUJg/s72-c/blog128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-2799359916714764290</id><published>2008-09-20T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T06:49:22.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrealismo nas letras e na alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNT-icjOO9I/AAAAAAAAHUY/D9v0mIbmNR8/s1600-h/blog127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNT-icjOO9I/AAAAAAAAHUY/D9v0mIbmNR8/s320/blog127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248099333526404050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;POEMA DO COMEÇO&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Eu       num camelo a atravessar o deserto&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   com um ombro franjado de túmulos numa mão muito&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;aberta&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Eu num       barco a remos a atravessar a janela&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;da       pirâmide com um copo esguio e azul coberto de &lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;       escamas&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Eu       na praia e um vento de agulhas&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   com um Cavalo-Triângulo enterrado na areia&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Eu       na noite com um objecto estranho na algibeira&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       -trago-te Brilhante-Estrela-Sem-Destino coberta de&lt;o:p&gt;       &lt;/o:p&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;musgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;António Maria Lisboa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-2799359916714764290?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/2799359916714764290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=2799359916714764290' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2799359916714764290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2799359916714764290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/09/surrealismo-nas-letras-e-na-alma.html' title='Surrealismo nas letras e na alma'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNT-icjOO9I/AAAAAAAAHUY/D9v0mIbmNR8/s72-c/blog127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3612581057103970718</id><published>2008-09-17T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:47:27.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A magia das Amoras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDRtUi2uDI/AAAAAAAAHUA/3C6RaKWBpMg/s1600-h/blog124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDRtUi2uDI/AAAAAAAAHUA/3C6RaKWBpMg/s320/blog124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246924142425847858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDRlDMv-vI/AAAAAAAAHT4/9FSH5gWZRKs/s1600-h/blog123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDRlDMv-vI/AAAAAAAAHT4/9FSH5gWZRKs/s320/blog123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246924000330775282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDRb8G5ctI/AAAAAAAAHTw/dQq9AsS9xEc/s1600-h/blog122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDRb8G5ctI/AAAAAAAAHTw/dQq9AsS9xEc/s320/blog122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246923843808359122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDRU2pECAI/AAAAAAAAHTo/mXxmb0FGA_k/s1600-h/blog121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDRU2pECAI/AAAAAAAAHTo/mXxmb0FGA_k/s320/blog121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246923722081961986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Casa das Amoras, Marvão&lt;br /&gt;Setembro 2008 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meeting&lt;/span&gt; Ncontrast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Amoras'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SNDR_eb_ppI/AAAAAAAAHUQ/hLLghg4iGkM/s72-c/blog126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3601257662824618257</id><published>2008-09-14T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:24:54.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SM0UjEQV9XI/AAAAAAAAHTg/bWXqfmX9iTI/s1600-h/blog120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SM0UjEQV9XI/AAAAAAAAHTg/bWXqfmX9iTI/s320/blog120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245871733626762610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fim de tarde numa estação qualquer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;O fim do Mundo está ali tão perto senhor revisor. Veja, e diga-me a que horas parte o próximo vagão de almas? Quero sacudir-me desta paisagem bíblica, que embrulha o entardecer do meu pensamento. Senhor Revisor, salve-me…veja, eu tenho o bilhete, posso ir andando?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-3601257662824618257?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3601257662824618257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3601257662824618257' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3601257662824618257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3601257662824618257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/09/fim-de-dia.html' title='Fim de dia'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SM0UjEQV9XI/AAAAAAAAHTg/bWXqfmX9iTI/s72-c/blog120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-472530865225675041</id><published>2008-09-11T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:32:22.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O estilo de Leonor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SMlUQWjqWDI/AAAAAAAAHTY/DNh8Fi4vLSU/s1600-h/blog119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SMlUQWjqWDI/AAAAAAAAHTY/DNh8Fi4vLSU/s320/blog119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244815880959449138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leonor Morais,&lt;/span&gt;ilustradora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde que iniciei a faculdade, que comecei a estar mais atento a revistas, às paredes da rua, a sites...etc etc. Desde esse ano de 2003, que me lembro ter comprado pela 1º vez a revista Magnólia, dedicada ao &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surf&lt;/span&gt; feminino. A capa não poderia ser mais sugestiva, formas orgânicas e floreadas que embrulhavam o corpo de uma surfista. O 1º contacto com o trabalho da artista Leonor Morais foi assim por empatia estética. O interesse pelo seu trabalho começou a aumentar quando visitei a exposição dos MusaCollective em Barcelona. O estilo de um artista é algo de muito precioso e bastante difícil de alcançar como algo próprio. Penso que o estilo de Leonor conquistou a sua marca na actualidade do mundo gráfico. Podemos ver a sua arte associada à Super Bock nos outdoors das ruas de Lisboa, bem como em diversos eventos que constantemente existem em Lisboa. Leonor Morais é uma das artistas que estará presente no Wild Painting Party amanhã na LX_Factory, só poderia.&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/38568689-472530865225675041?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.leonormorais.com/' title='O estilo de Leonor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/472530865225675041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=472530865225675041' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/472530865225675041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/472530865225675041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-estilo-de-leonor.html' title='O estilo de Leonor'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SMlUQWjqWDI/AAAAAAAAHTY/DNh8Fi4vLSU/s72-c/blog119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1695231095611160204</id><published>2008-08-27T04:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T04:30:34.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlock art | Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLU6epnf8FI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/57-eHPY1NO8/s1600-h/blog118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLU6epnf8FI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/57-eHPY1NO8/s320/blog118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239158039757451346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unlock Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brevemente este projecto que anda na gaveta à algum tempo. Com o meu colega das artes desde sempre, Flávio Silvestre. Estamos ai.&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/38568689-1695231095611160204?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1695231095611160204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1695231095611160204' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1695231095611160204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1695231095611160204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/unlock-art-soon.html' title='Unlock art | Soon'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLU6epnf8FI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/57-eHPY1NO8/s72-c/blog118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3136638873247970803</id><published>2008-08-25T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:00:21.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Botti na escrita irreflectida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLKr8iptbYI/AAAAAAAAHTI/-6mQ05C3qMI/s1600-h/blog115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLKr8iptbYI/AAAAAAAAHTI/-6mQ05C3qMI/s320/blog115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238438373167558018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLKr3AapYYI/AAAAAAAAHTA/9kILhKpQ3hU/s1600-h/blog116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLKr3AapYYI/AAAAAAAAHTA/9kILhKpQ3hU/s320/blog116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238438278078226818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLKrwsbSGqI/AAAAAAAAHS4/70XaC8K03Vg/s1600-h/blog117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLKrwsbSGqI/AAAAAAAAHS4/70XaC8K03Vg/s320/blog117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238438169632971426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZ1du2810eo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZ1du2810eo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Botti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfume italiano nas veias da escrita. Quem se senta e escreve percebe que quem anda com uma trompete na mão, anda armado contra o Mundo, a favor dele, com ele.Soa a melodia de vidraça molhada, lavada pelas ruas das orquestras sociais, tem tudo a seu lugar de escolhas, de adivinhas e incertezas. A musica é assim...e a escrita para lá caminha.&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/38568689-3136638873247970803?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3136638873247970803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3136638873247970803' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3136638873247970803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3136638873247970803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/chris-botti-na-escrita-irreflectida.html' title='Chris Botti na escrita irreflectida'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SLKr8iptbYI/AAAAAAAAHTI/-6mQ05C3qMI/s72-c/blog115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-4841204176868942183</id><published>2008-08-20T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:46:00.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuva dos sons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKyrcsQua4I/AAAAAAAAHSw/94g5aSgfuaQ/s1600-h/blog114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKyrcsQua4I/AAAAAAAAHSw/94g5aSgfuaQ/s320/blog114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236748976131042178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O45ZhOawKF4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O45ZhOawKF4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Song For Bobby Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em direcção ao vento, a ternura de um passado arrefecido pelo alpendre da casa do presente, quase que apetece fugir. Nos telhados os gatos perseguem a presença de um luar distante, lá de cima as coisas parecem diferentes.Quero ser um gato, mas um felino com pinta, os gatos de hoje já não são novidade, todos na sombra do eterno Garfield. Seremos todos gatos um dia? Observar a musica da chuva...&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/38568689-4841204176868942183?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/4841204176868942183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=4841204176868942183' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/4841204176868942183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/4841204176868942183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/chuva-dos-sons.html' title='Chuva dos sons'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKyrcsQua4I/AAAAAAAAHSw/94g5aSgfuaQ/s72-c/blog114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3944382423718996503</id><published>2008-08-19T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:13:34.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtvoiY2tQI/AAAAAAAAHSI/TuQITg5we_k/s1600-h/blog113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtvoiY2tQI/AAAAAAAAHSI/TuQITg5we_k/s320/blog113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236401733964838146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtvfdG8fQI/AAAAAAAAHSA/hDNkLjcrL20/s1600-h/blog112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtvfdG8fQI/AAAAAAAAHSA/hDNkLjcrL20/s320/blog112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236401577928719618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gong Li = Muse&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/38568689-3944382423718996503?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3944382423718996503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3944382423718996503' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3944382423718996503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3944382423718996503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/chinese-inspiration.html' title='Chinese Inspiration'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtvoiY2tQI/AAAAAAAAHSI/TuQITg5we_k/s72-c/blog113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-167709261692220518</id><published>2008-08-16T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T11:54:31.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past and Future, Present in Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKcgHJy3C4I/AAAAAAAAHR4/2a8pcxaccQc/s1600-h/blog111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKcgHJy3C4I/AAAAAAAAHR4/2a8pcxaccQc/s320/blog111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235188399101905794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKcgBEGXD2I/AAAAAAAAHRw/xM8jRlZF7M4/s1600-h/blog110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKcgBEGXD2I/AAAAAAAAHRw/xM8jRlZF7M4/s320/blog110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235188294493867874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKcf7NLxBGI/AAAAAAAAHRo/vwPAU5hFiFY/s1600-h/blog109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKcf7NLxBGI/AAAAAAAAHRo/vwPAU5hFiFY/s320/blog109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235188193853244514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In my father's den&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O tempo que buscamos no futuro para perceber o passado, ou a verdade que escolhemos no presente para unir o chão com o tecto. Ontem assisti a este filme, diferente digamos, e bastante inteligente. O regressar ao passado é um passeio para alguns controverso e difícil, mas não deixa de ser esclarecedor do nosso futuro. É como visionar um filme pela 2º vez, estamos atentos a certos pormenores que sabemos serem importantes no desfecho da acção.&lt;br /&gt;A ambição de saber o que está para lá daquelas colinas deve ser uma sensação sempre presente. Existe um atlas diferente em cada um de nós.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/38568689-167709261692220518?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/167709261692220518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=167709261692220518' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/167709261692220518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/167709261692220518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/past-and-future-present-in-words.html' title='Past and Future, Present in Words'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKcgHJy3C4I/AAAAAAAAHR4/2a8pcxaccQc/s72-c/blog111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7496131442663566268</id><published>2008-08-13T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:19:57.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Early Covers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrk54wgjI/AAAAAAAAHRg/E5Os0NB90UU/s1600-h/blog108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrk54wgjI/AAAAAAAAHRg/E5Os0NB90UU/s320/blog108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234145473692992050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrf9IZZ5I/AAAAAAAAHRY/ixDwoCl_rHI/s1600-h/blog107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrf9IZZ5I/AAAAAAAAHRY/ixDwoCl_rHI/s320/blog107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234145388664547218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrYOyB5wI/AAAAAAAAHRQ/_EwkDnalqRc/s1600-h/blog106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrYOyB5wI/AAAAAAAAHRQ/_EwkDnalqRc/s320/blog106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234145255963617026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrR_XGefI/AAAAAAAAHRI/0Fyt1E9jdA4/s1600-h/blog105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrR_XGefI/AAAAAAAAHRI/0Fyt1E9jdA4/s320/blog105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234145148744923634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Early November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Uma das minhas bandas favoritas. Mantém a sua identidade musical reflectida na sua concepção gráfica. As imagens também vendem a alma do produto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theearlynovember"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/theearlynovember&lt;/a&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/38568689-7496131442663566268?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7496131442663566268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7496131442663566268' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7496131442663566268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7496131442663566268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/early-covers.html' title='The Early Covers'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKNrk54wgjI/AAAAAAAAHRg/E5Os0NB90UU/s72-c/blog108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-490998435472152063</id><published>2008-08-11T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:28:18.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cenu para as medalhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKBKrDGzx0I/AAAAAAAAHRA/DjYJ5e-hPnU/s1600-h/blog104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKBKrDGzx0I/AAAAAAAAHRA/DjYJ5e-hPnU/s320/blog104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233264870433212226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Cenu foi enviado urgentemente para o estádio Olímpico....querem-se medalhas minha gente. Bom esforço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-490998435472152063?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cenu.wordpress.com' title='Cenu para as medalhas'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/490998435472152063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=490998435472152063' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/490998435472152063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/490998435472152063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/cenu-para-as-medalhas.html' title='Cenu para as medalhas'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKBKrDGzx0I/AAAAAAAAHRA/DjYJ5e-hPnU/s72-c/blog104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-5451022264102603743</id><published>2008-08-10T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:23:15.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitão da Ecologia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJ-CBowGnwI/AAAAAAAAHQ4/cq0VgbpvEew/s1600-h/blog103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJ-CBowGnwI/AAAAAAAAHQ4/cq0VgbpvEew/s320/blog103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233044256658464514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhLnRyE_m5Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhLnRyE_m5Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem imagina a Mãe Terra morena e gira como a amiga que fez mexer a coisa em torno do mítico Capitão Planeta? A mensagem a favor de um mundo mais ecológico funciona bastante bem, quando um habitante de cada continente representa um elemento necessário à nossa vida. Quando as suas forças se juntam, surge o Capitão Planeta quase tão credível como o AlGore. Este devia ser o rosto gráfico da campanha Fresh Power, o sumo. O sumo devia ser servido nas cimeiras dos poderosos, onde ai sim, um novo Capitão Planeta deveria surgir sempre que necessário. Mas estes senhores de gravatas não tiveram infância? Imagino o sr.Bush de caçadeira a perseguir os amigos e a gritar "Fireeee". Claramente o atributo do Sr. da América do Norte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-5451022264102603743?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/5451022264102603743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=5451022264102603743' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/5451022264102603743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/5451022264102603743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/capito-da-ecologia.html' title='Capitão da Ecologia'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJ-CBowGnwI/AAAAAAAAHQ4/cq0VgbpvEew/s72-c/blog103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6914492011852189841</id><published>2008-08-09T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:24:19.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Histórias Silvestres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJ1wASBekWI/AAAAAAAAHQw/f6C4nBZHxdA/s1600-h/blog101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJ1wASBekWI/AAAAAAAAHQw/f6C4nBZHxdA/s320/blog101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232461492214731106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJ1v8Ky8j5I/AAAAAAAAHQo/fAYa97N9fmo/s1600-h/blog102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJ1v8Ky8j5I/AAAAAAAAHQo/fAYa97N9fmo/s320/blog102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232461421555257234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flávio Silvestre, Artista Plástico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-6914492011852189841?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6914492011852189841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6914492011852189841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6914492011852189841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6914492011852189841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/histrias-silvestres.html' title='Histórias Silvestres'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJ1wASBekWI/AAAAAAAAHQw/f6C4nBZHxdA/s72-c/blog101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6926448853400815952</id><published>2008-08-08T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T09:21:00.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expresso das Nações - Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wWByA_a58tY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wWByA_a58tY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma grande actividade sem duvida. São vidas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-6926448853400815952?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6926448853400815952/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6926448853400815952' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6926448853400815952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6926448853400815952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/08/expresso-das-naes-video.html' title='Expresso das Nações - Video'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-2124675262354208533</id><published>2008-08-07T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:26:33.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk Moviment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJs6iZf2bUI/AAAAAAAAHQg/FXF3U4YFjjo/s1600-h/blog100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SJs6iZf2bUI/AAAAAAAAHQg/FXF3U4YFjjo/s320/blog100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231839754755403074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Seb Godfrey é o rosto de Drunk Park, ilustrador e designer situado em Londres. Este trabalho para a IDn Magazine demonstra a versatilidade que nós todos ambicionamos alcançar e manter. Falo de poder ilustrar, pintar, escrever, fazer a barba, enviar uma sms a pedir mais papel, teclar com uma espanhola, e claro, beber um copo. E tudo, tudo com apenas duas mãos. The Drunk way:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Espreitem o trabalho, vale a pena:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://http//www.drunkpark.com"&gt; http://www.drunkpark.com&lt;/a&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/38568689-2124675262354208533?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.drunkpark.com/index.php?/project/idn-magazine/' title='Drunk Moviment'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/2124675262354208533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=2124675262354208533' title='0 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A "loucura"   das imagens é que estimula a malta, por aqui, é a criação delas que faz movimentar a alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SHx15AiFa8I/AAAAAAAAHPE/6SgqhDAIgK0/s1600-h/blog94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SHx15AiFa8I/AAAAAAAAHPE/6SgqhDAIgK0/s320/blog94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223179290098887618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Expresso das Nações | Sapo Cocas...foi um Deus na nossa comunidade Verdões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SHx1-f2r9ZI/AAAAAAAAHPM/5Cy9SC1N6cA/s1600-h/blog95+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SHx1-f2r9ZI/AAAAAAAAHPM/5Cy9SC1N6cA/s320/blog95+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223179384406144402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pelo caminho, mais um parto, este foi algo difícil, mas o resultado dá força para continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SHx2FDocN4I/AAAAAAAAHPU/wtIM_HnnwdA/s1600-h/blog96+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SHx2FDocN4I/AAAAAAAAHPU/wtIM_HnnwdA/s320/blog96+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223179497089283970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duas manchas numa galeria patética. A câmara de Sintra tem urgentemente de renovar os seus espaços culturais. A presença dos meus "meninos" Maorís é que alegrou o dia da inauguração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-2780016595821860169?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/2780016595821860169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=2780016595821860169' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2780016595821860169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2780016595821860169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/07/frames-de-dias-rpidos.html' title='Frames de dias 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left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SFGq-5auxAI/AAAAAAAAG3g/OX7Qvy0WKug/s1600-h/blog93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SFGq-5auxAI/AAAAAAAAG3g/OX7Qvy0WKug/s320/blog93.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211134241385923586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(...)contra a organização sintáctica perspectivista, onde as palavras vêm sentar-se como cadáveres em banquete", a poesia concreta opõe um novo sentido de estrutura, capaz de, no momento histórico, captar, sem desgaste ou regressão, o cerne da experiência humana poetizável.(...)"  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poesia concreta: um manifesto, Augusto de Campos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3243313608051061751</id><published>2008-05-16T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:35:55.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cegueira inicial</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iiEEcCls8AA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iiEEcCls8AA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseado na obra do nosso Saramago "Ensaio sobre a cegueira" e realizado por Fernando Meirelos, autor de "Cidade de Deus" e "Fiel Jardineiro"...promete...e claro...a Juliane Moore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCehRj-HjmI/AAAAAAAAGQY/cj3Wm8wurSE/s1600-h/blog91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCehRj-HjmI/AAAAAAAAGQY/cj3Wm8wurSE/s320/blog91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199301617908158050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCehIT-HjlI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/sTO7pwptJVg/s1600-h/blog92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCehIT-HjlI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/sTO7pwptJVg/s320/blog92.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199301458994368082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFF LX 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi um sucesso, um dos maiores eventos de design e multimédia do Mundo. Ali em Alcântara, foram muitas cabecinhas criativas que se juntaram para ver as suas referências a partilharem de forma descontraída os seus projectos e ideias. Está já confirmada a repetição para o próximo ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha para mim a entrevistar o Rob Chiu e o Chris Hewitt do projecto Devoid of Yesterday.Próxima edição Ncontrast, mais detalhes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-7023121775392042259?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7023121775392042259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7023121775392042259' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7023121775392042259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7023121775392042259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/05/offf-kings-with-hi-fi.html' title='OFFF - Kings with HI FI'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCehYD-HjnI/AAAAAAAAGQg/i8YTw_UpVwQ/s72-c/blog90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-8203471211461555636</id><published>2008-05-11T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T12:00:27.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silk oriental</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCc8gz-HjkI/AAAAAAAAGP0/qTY_lbQpLqI/s1600-h/blog88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCc8gz-HjkI/AAAAAAAAGP0/qTY_lbQpLqI/s320/blog88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199190829226757698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCc8ZD-HjjI/AAAAAAAAGPo/of5lxCOxp-U/s1600-h/blog89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCc8ZD-HjjI/AAAAAAAAGPo/of5lxCOxp-U/s320/blog89.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199190696082771506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Pitt contracena com Keira Knightley neste belo romance, onde a seda é o principal tema.&lt;br /&gt;O argumento é cativante. Com mais uma boa prestação de Alfred Molina, interpreta um comerciante que decide restaurar a fiação de seda de uma aldeia francesa. Para o negócio aumentar, é necessário fortalecer a criação de bichos da seda, cujos ovos promissores se adquirem principalmente no Japão, conhecido pelas seus magníficos tecidos. Hervé(Pitt), filho do presidente da aldeia, fugindo ao exército decide ir na missão da compra dos ovos. Deixando sua esposa Hélène (Keira) em França, parte numa arriscada aventura cruzando belas paisagens europeias e asiáticas. No Japão descobre um novo estar, um novo querer, sendo um palco que o acompanhará no seu dia a dia em França. Dividido entre a vida conquistada e o desejo da descoberta, Hervé decide voltar ao Japão...terá um diferente palco a mesma magia de uma só vez?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-8203471211461555636?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/8203471211461555636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=8203471211461555636' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/8203471211461555636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/8203471211461555636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCcu2T-HjiI/AAAAAAAAGPg/MK8uQtSmxiA/s1600-h/blog86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCcu2T-HjiI/AAAAAAAAGPg/MK8uQtSmxiA/s320/blog86.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199175805431156258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCcusT-HjhI/AAAAAAAAGPY/mYIDsNLzXoM/s1600-h/blog87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCcusT-HjhI/AAAAAAAAGPY/mYIDsNLzXoM/s320/blog87.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199175633632464402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os Sonhadores de Bertulucci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale a pena ver na rtp2 a programação dedicada às comemorações dos 40 anos do Maio de 68.&lt;br /&gt;Uma referência é sem duvida o filme de Bertulucci "The Dreamers" com a jovem promessa Michel Pitt e a mais recente &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BondGirl&lt;/span&gt; Eva Green.&lt;br /&gt;No caos de Paris, 3 jovens expressam-se na sua paixão pelo cinema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-3197812929723049443?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3197812929723049443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3197812929723049443' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3197812929723049443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3197812929723049443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/05/dream-of-68.html' title='Dream of 68'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCcu2T-HjiI/AAAAAAAAGPg/MK8uQtSmxiA/s72-c/blog86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-597917204570250041</id><published>2008-05-11T05:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T05:20:52.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanila Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbjVD-HjgI/AAAAAAAAGPQ/7uTFKzf2f8Q/s1600-h/blog84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbjVD-HjgI/AAAAAAAAGPQ/7uTFKzf2f8Q/s320/blog84.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199092770828422658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbjMj-HjfI/AAAAAAAAGPI/XkxTs3r7YhU/s1600-h/blog85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbjMj-HjfI/AAAAAAAAGPI/XkxTs3r7YhU/s320/blog85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199092624799534578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passeios de baunilha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me um abraço, vem sair lá fora.&lt;br /&gt;O dia adormeceu na neve pálida do nosso sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Já não oiço o passado do teu andar, ficaram nos vestígios que deixámos por ai, nas paredes silenciosas de casas vazias...&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me uma abraço, está frio, andemos para Este, sei de um abrigo para a nossa saudade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-597917204570250041?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/597917204570250041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=597917204570250041' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/597917204570250041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/597917204570250041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/05/vanila-walk.html' title='Vanila Walk'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbjVD-HjgI/AAAAAAAAGPQ/7uTFKzf2f8Q/s72-c/blog84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-5599560920055100430</id><published>2008-05-11T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T05:06:59.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blanchet Dylan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbd-z-HjeI/AAAAAAAAGPA/qi0VbMwrlzU/s1600-h/blog83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbd-z-HjeI/AAAAAAAAGPA/qi0VbMwrlzU/s320/blog83.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199086891018194402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbdnT-HjdI/AAAAAAAAGO4/6gXqM4Fd9_8/s1600-h/blog82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbdnT-HjdI/AAAAAAAAGO4/6gXqM4Fd9_8/s320/blog82.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199086487291268562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cate Blanchet Vs. Bob Dylan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Filme "I´m not there" espelha toda a classe da actriz Cate Blanchet. Questiono-me porque não venceu ela o óscar de melhor actriz secundária este ano, critérios que desconheço. Em ano das comemorações do Maio de 68, o filme alusivo ao &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sobgwrier&lt;/span&gt; Bob Dylan, demonstra uma forma diferente de explorar e expor a vida de um ícone da musica sem grandes panoramas obscuros da ribalta. Todos eles davam na coca, bebiam imenso, flutuavam no imaginário das ressacas, Jonhy Cash, Ray Charles, Jim Morrison...até a magnifica Edith Piaf interpretado pela recentemente oscarizada Marion  Cottilard. &lt;br /&gt;"I´m not there", será mesmo?Cate Blanchet está, e caracterizada de forma bastante semelhante com Bob Dylan. O filme revela a história das musicas deste cantor, onde em todas elas está a personificação dele mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-5599560920055100430?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/5599560920055100430/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=5599560920055100430' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/5599560920055100430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/5599560920055100430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/05/blanchet-dylan.html' title='Blanchet Dylan'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbd-z-HjeI/AAAAAAAAGPA/qi0VbMwrlzU/s72-c/blog83.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-2080519905580057700</id><published>2008-05-11T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T03:57:07.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dança no cinema...teca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbIKD-HjcI/AAAAAAAAGOw/9bzqNmlRnqQ/s1600-h/blog81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbIKD-HjcI/AAAAAAAAGOw/9bzqNmlRnqQ/s320/blog81.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199062895035911618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os Olhos de Gulay Cabbar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive a oportunidade assistir à ante-estreia de três filmes na Cinemateca(ambos produzidos por Rui Simões), onde sobressai  o filme "Os olhos de Gulay Cabbar", com a  actuação da dançarina Olga Roriz. Brilhante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="texto1central"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Filmagem e pós-produção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;Roriz Audiovisuais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto1central"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       Montagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Olga Roriz&lt;br /&gt;  Victor Roriz&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="texto1central"&gt;Duração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  01:31 seg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.olgaroriz.com/files/videos/Gulay_Cabbar.mpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-2080519905580057700?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.olgaroriz.com/files/videos/Gulay_Cabbar.mpg' title='A Dança no cinema...teca'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/2080519905580057700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=2080519905580057700' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2080519905580057700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2080519905580057700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/05/dana-no-cinemateca.html' title='A Dança no cinema...teca'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SCbIKD-HjcI/AAAAAAAAGOw/9bzqNmlRnqQ/s72-c/blog81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7861385901953641365</id><published>2008-05-01T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T17:15:02.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cenu_draw</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-h9KXfu82sc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-h9KXfu82sc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Novo site Makeadream:&lt;/span&gt; Soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-7861385901953641365?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7861385901953641365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7861385901953641365' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7861385901953641365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7861385901953641365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/05/cenudraw.html' title='Cenu_draw'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7650285602010327058</id><published>2008-04-16T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:30:04.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva´s door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SAYLigaNMKI/AAAAAAAAFlo/_QoeoEuUFIY/s1600-h/blog80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SAYLigaNMKI/AAAAAAAAFlo/_QoeoEuUFIY/s320/blog80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189848308034384034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ncontrast - Eva&lt;br /&gt;Ilustração por Makeadream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta menina tem dado dores de cabeça, daquelas agudas que acabam com sabor adocicado. Faz-me sempre lembrar o mítico gelado da Olá, o Epá. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É já para a semana:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-7650285602010327058?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ncontrastcp.com' title='Eva´s door'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7650285602010327058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7650285602010327058' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7650285602010327058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7650285602010327058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/04/evas-door.html' title='Eva´s door'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SAYLigaNMKI/AAAAAAAAFlo/_QoeoEuUFIY/s72-c/blog80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3289845460105654313</id><published>2008-04-09T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T05:53:10.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indicios de Concretismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_y8EyWxU3I/AAAAAAAAFlc/pFgXntGZXy0/s1600-h/blog79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_y8EyWxU3I/AAAAAAAAFlc/pFgXntGZXy0/s320/blog79.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187227661246747506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concretismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Poesia Visual + Poema-Processo + Poesia Semiótica + Poema-Embalagem + Caligrama + Poema-Montagem + Logograma + Poema-Colagem"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-3289845460105654313?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3289845460105654313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3289845460105654313' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3289845460105654313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3289845460105654313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/04/indicios-de-concretismo.html' title='Indicios de Concretismo'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_y8EyWxU3I/AAAAAAAAFlc/pFgXntGZXy0/s72-c/blog79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-2288627468704222305</id><published>2008-04-01T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:04:43.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_LaViWxU2I/AAAAAAAAFlU/lN5K7DECjCg/s1600-h/blog76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_LaViWxU2I/AAAAAAAAFlU/lN5K7DECjCg/s320/blog76.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184446184591283042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_LaLyWxU1I/AAAAAAAAFlM/p958GFC1D-g/s1600-h/blog78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_LaLyWxU1I/AAAAAAAAFlM/p958GFC1D-g/s320/blog78.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184446017087558482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Corvo&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V de Vendetta&lt;/span&gt;, os protagonistas usam o sorriso como ilustração das suas vinganças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_LZKyWxU0I/AAAAAAAAFlE/tvciZIdJ7eo/s1600-h/blog77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_LZKyWxU0I/AAAAAAAAFlE/tvciZIdJ7eo/s320/blog77.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184444900396061506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_LZECWxUzI/AAAAAAAAFk8/7o3MPyU_1w4/s1600-h/blog75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R_LZECWxUzI/AAAAAAAAFk8/7o3MPyU_1w4/s320/blog75.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184444784431944498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dália Negra&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joker&lt;/span&gt; são dois exemplos de sorrisos relacionados com a Morte. Joker mantém a sua característica humorística representando o lado do mal. No filme "Dália Negra" de &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian de Palma&lt;/span&gt;, com base numa série de crimes que abalou os Estados Unidos, as vitimas apresentam a boca rasgada pelo seu assassino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrisos diários incomodam a percepção do real significado que as pessoas dão ao seu sorriso. Como diz a especialista da Yoga do Riso, Ana Banana, o riso é das coisas mais transparentes numa pessoa, pois permite absorver bastante informação sobre quem o emite. Já a simples expressão facial consegue camuflar outras sensações e "manipular" a presença de uma pessoa em determinado momento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-2288627468704222305?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/2288627468704222305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=2288627468704222305' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2288627468704222305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2288627468704222305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/04/smile.html' 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Espirito Ncontrast, equipa de 5 lugares sobre rodas. Entrevista a Ana Banana e a sua escola do riso....acabou por ser muito mais do que uma entrevista. Há dias assim...&lt;br /&gt;Próxima edição Ncontrast: Abril 2008 - "Eva"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-4405174278051347480?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ncontrastcp.com' title='Yoga do Riso'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/4405174278051347480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=4405174278051347480' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/4405174278051347480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/4405174278051347480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/03/yoga-do-riso.html' title='Yoga do Riso'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R9kak0C149I/AAAAAAAAFj8/1V6jXUMxytc/s72-c/blog67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-4301817207289784885</id><published>2008-02-18T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T14:50:03.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fica hoje aberto oficialmente o "Watch Life" neste Blog.&lt;br /&gt;Mundo das imagens que nos rodeiam. Lembro-me das cassetes que a Amelie Poulain colocava debaixo do tapete do seu inquilino imitador de Renoir. A beleza da vida pela sua simplicidade..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8323a005e8b2d9e9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8323a005e8b2d9e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331516973%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F7CC9E5E1189E00EB43521C2BA12D199BC4814F.83217D5568E54B8AB1CD2485B4843BA3FD1350AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8323a005e8b2d9e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvgE2RUaHBs0qNVh8MFBYuBH_76U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8323a005e8b2d9e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331516973%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F7CC9E5E1189E00EB43521C2BA12D199BC4814F.83217D5568E54B8AB1CD2485B4843BA3FD1350AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8323a005e8b2d9e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvgE2RUaHBs0qNVh8MFBYuBH_76U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monsanto, Sábado 16 de Fevereiro 2008&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/38568689-4301817207289784885?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8323a005e8b2d9e9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/4301817207289784885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=4301817207289784885' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/4301817207289784885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/4301817207289784885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/02/watch-life.html' title='Watch Life'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-5291752283800663681</id><published>2008-02-16T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:04:44.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reinventar o Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YTy2EYqc9BA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YTy2EYqc9BA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como o dia dos namorados foi há dois dias (ao menos que haja amor uma vez por ano...), encontrei a referência a este filme. P.S. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swank(Dália Negra) e Gerard(300, Fantasma da ópera) são o casal perfeito. Simples? Não...ele morre deixando a vida da esposa num vazio completo. Mas é aqui que tudo começa a ganhar sentido. Swank embarca numa aventura através de mensagens anteriormente preparadas por Gerard, todas elas terminadas em P.S. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Hum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-5291752283800663681?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/5291752283800663681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=5291752283800663681' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/5291752283800663681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/5291752283800663681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/02/reinventar-o-amor.html' title='Reinventar o Amor'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7425727142516759126</id><published>2008-02-16T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T10:48:02.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ledger, the last joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R7creKAI8xI/AAAAAAAAFAM/W2xP3v6SjGw/s1600-h/blog64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R7creKAI8xI/AAAAAAAAFAM/W2xP3v6SjGw/s320/blog64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167646894511944466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p30VYoPP-b8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p30VYoPP-b8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Heath Ledger, adormeceu....em busca de um papel que talvez não encontrara por aqui. Ainda não tivera oportunidade de aqui manifestar a minha homenagem(como pensara) a este actor que me marcou em diversas fases da minha vida. Ledger adormeceu novo, novo demais para o que tinha ainda a fazer, evoluir, mas sobretudo a inspirar. Eu fui um dos inspirados pelas suas interpretações. No filme "Dez coisas que odeio em ti", Ledger é o aluno rebelde que no fim, conquista  a bela Julia Stiles, na inesquecivel serenata pelas escadas de um estádio universitário. Nessa bela Primavera de 1999...&lt;br /&gt;Ainda o filme "Bravehearth" reinava nos meus estímulos, Mel Gibson (não tão cativante) surge com "The Patriot" onde Ledger é o filho mais velho, companheiro de luta de seu pai. Vê-los em acção juntos foi um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;click&lt;/span&gt; para perceber que Ledger não era apenas um herói de um filme de adolescentes, mas um actor em ascensão que começava a construir a sua personalidade em cena. Em todos os filmes que assisti deste actor, a sua presença não passa despercebida, tendo sido escolhido para interpretar papeis como Bod Dylan " I´m not there" e recentemente o vilão Joker da sequela "Batman - The Dark Knight".Ledger deixa-nos com o sorriso de Joker.., estou curioso para ir ver o filme.Obrigado pela inspiração de um dia imenso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p30VYoPP-b8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p30VYoPP-b8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EwYXUOH_g5E&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EwYXUOH_g5E&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-7425727142516759126?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7425727142516759126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7425727142516759126' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7425727142516759126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7425727142516759126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/02/ledger-last-joke.html' title='Ledger, the last joke'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R7creKAI8xI/AAAAAAAAFAM/W2xP3v6SjGw/s72-c/blog64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6071233980745034700</id><published>2008-02-11T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T02:53:53.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lançamento Ncontrast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-93.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603255433107&amp;amp;site=widget-93.slide.com" style="width: 426px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 426px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603255433107&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-93.slide.com/p1/2377900603255433107/ok_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide12.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603255433107&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-93.slide.com/p2/2377900603255433107/ok_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/38568689-6071233980745034700?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6071233980745034700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6071233980745034700' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6071233980745034700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6071233980745034700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/02/lanamento-ncontrast.html' title='Lançamento Ncontrast'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-677339423476957486</id><published>2008-02-04T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T06:24:08.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lançamento Revista Ncontrast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R6cfR5PZrkI/AAAAAAAAEsI/Pxbge9U3Km0/s1600-h/Cartaz_lancamento_Ncontrast_net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R6cfR5PZrkI/AAAAAAAAEsI/Pxbge9U3Km0/s320/Cartaz_lancamento_Ncontrast_net.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163129890087218754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É então dia 8 de Fevereiro que a revista Ncontrast terá o lançamento do seu número piloto. Pelas 22h00 na Livraria Ler Devagar na Fábrica Braço de Prata.&lt;br /&gt;Todos são bem vindos.&lt;br /&gt;Mais informações: &lt;a href="http://www.ncontrastcp.com"&gt;www.ncontrastcp.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-677339423476957486?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ncontrastcp.com' title='Lançamento Revista Ncontrast'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/677339423476957486/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=677339423476957486' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/677339423476957486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/677339423476957486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/02/lanamento-revista-ncontrast.html' title='Lançamento Revista Ncontrast'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R6cfR5PZrkI/AAAAAAAAEsI/Pxbge9U3Km0/s72-c/Cartaz_lancamento_Ncontrast_net.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7345716980460402237</id><published>2008-01-09T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T06:32:22.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 - O plano</title><content type='html'>Saudações&lt;br /&gt;Tenho andado com alguns problemas informáticos, incrivel como dependemos tanto destas máquinas para fazer algumas coisas acontecerem. Contudo, não tenho deixado de planear os próximos voos. Brevemente....&lt;br /&gt;- Revista Ncontrast com lançamento dia 8 de Fevereiro&lt;br /&gt;- Exposição Mkd_shop dia 2 de Fevereiro em Lisboa&lt;br /&gt;- Exposições Minrol 2008 a iniciar em Março também em Lisboa&lt;br /&gt;- Lançamento da revista Ogee_Search em Fevereiro (ainda a confirmar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São alguns dos projectos para este ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até já.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-7345716980460402237?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7345716980460402237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7345716980460402237' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7345716980460402237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7345716980460402237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-o-plano.html' title='2008 - O plano'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3704852459382435539</id><published>2007-12-24T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:52:47.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AirFrance_edition of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2__chnHYLI/AAAAAAAAEq4/wswdoizGLzY/s1600-h/blog83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2__chnHYLI/AAAAAAAAEq4/wswdoizGLzY/s320/blog83.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147613764631617714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my big friend Olivier of France.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-3704852459382435539?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3704852459382435539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3704852459382435539' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3704852459382435539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3704852459382435539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/12/airfranceedition-of-time.html' title='AirFrance_edition of time'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2__chnHYLI/AAAAAAAAEq4/wswdoizGLzY/s72-c/blog83.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3491641577855888044</id><published>2007-12-24T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:14:40.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ncontrast_Etnias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2-GTxnHYKI/AAAAAAAAEqw/dZ7lpkJP1bU/s1600-h/blog82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2-GTxnHYKI/AAAAAAAAEqw/dZ7lpkJP1bU/s320/blog82.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147480573400801442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é o rosto do 1º numero da revista Ncontrast - Conceitos perpendiculares. É já em Fevereiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-3491641577855888044?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ncontrastcp.com' title='Ncontrast_Etnias'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3491641577855888044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3491641577855888044' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3491641577855888044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3491641577855888044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/12/ncontrastetnias.html' title='Ncontrast_Etnias'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2-GTxnHYKI/AAAAAAAAEqw/dZ7lpkJP1bU/s72-c/blog82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-5491111116012853312</id><published>2007-12-20T02:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T02:41:32.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portugal, a Costa Oeste da Europa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2pEQBnHYJI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/NwMoUq_XXjc/s1600-h/blog78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2pEQBnHYJI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/NwMoUq_XXjc/s320/blog78.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146000566325305490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2pEJhnHYII/AAAAAAAAEqI/etD4rAaxDWc/s1600-h/blog79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2pEJhnHYII/AAAAAAAAEqI/etD4rAaxDWc/s320/blog79.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146000454656155778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2pEBxnHYHI/AAAAAAAAEqA/F4EyB0OwEl4/s1600-h/blog80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2pEBxnHYHI/AAAAAAAAEqA/F4EyB0OwEl4/s320/blog80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146000321512169586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nova Campanha para promover Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Num ano, que teve "As sete maravilhas", "Cimeiras e Tratado de Lisboa", Portugal ganhou imensa visibilidade numa Europa aparentemente mais unida. A nova campanha para promover Portugal, tem como rosto, caras conhecidas de diversas áreas profissionais, cujo talento e trabalho é reconhecido "fora de portas".Como pano de fundo, as belas fotografias de &lt;span cssfooter="td_line_separator" id="xmlTDescricao"&gt;&lt;span id="xmlTDescricao_PresentationModeControlsContainer_lbl_text_xmlTDescricao_pt"&gt;Nick Knight da nossa costa atlântica.&lt;br /&gt;Estas imagens que estão a correr o país e algumas cidades europeias, dignificam os valores nacionais, e ao mesmo tempo serve como estímulo para um país que continua a olhar primeiro para fora e depois para dentro. Parabéns Sr.ministro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase que diria..."Portugal for all":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span id="xmlTDescricao" cssfooter="td_line_separator"&gt;&lt;span id="xmlTDescricao_PresentationModeControlsContainer_lbl_text_xmlTDescricao_pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-5491111116012853312?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.visitportugal.com/NR/exeres/90CEAFE9-D662-4B0E-945E-82C46B630716,frameless.htm' title='Portugal, a Costa Oeste da Europa.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/5491111116012853312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=5491111116012853312' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1892085434065448813</id><published>2007-12-19T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T07:05:23.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silenciosa morte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2kzKRnHYEI/AAAAAAAAEpo/apI6DDBiuxo/s1600-h/blog77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2kzKRnHYEI/AAAAAAAAEpo/apI6DDBiuxo/s320/blog77.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145700300866674754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2kzDxnHYDI/AAAAAAAAEpg/Ezc5oGGKyTY/s1600-h/blog76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2kzDxnHYDI/AAAAAAAAEpg/Ezc5oGGKyTY/s320/blog76.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145700189197525042" 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/38568689-1892085434065448813?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1892085434065448813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1892085434065448813' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1892085434065448813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1892085434065448813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/12/silenciosa-morte.html' title='Silenciosa morte'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R2kzKRnHYEI/AAAAAAAAEpo/apI6DDBiuxo/s72-c/blog77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1189739591551500191</id><published>2007-12-07T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T08:46:56.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Por cima do ombro direito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R1liJfersmI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Y1Gcgam-loE/s1600-h/blog75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R1liJfersmI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Y1Gcgam-loE/s320/blog75.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141248364828668514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Por cima do ombro direito, o pensamento que nos foge, o receio que nos atinge, a ideia que nos surge. Lena Headey e Audrey Tautou interpretam em "300" e "Um longo Domingo de noivado" duas mulheres decididas e lutadoras, sempre conotadas com o seu amor, que durante o filme todo se encontra ausente. Interessante a posição dos corpos em ambos os &lt;i style=""&gt;posters&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Em dois âmbitos diferentes, a mesma forma de expressar carácter e perfil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-1189739591551500191?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1189739591551500191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-6319558440403924400?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://make-dream.com/menu_mkdshop.html' title='Reset_the_dreams'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6319558440403924400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6319558440403924400' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6319558440403924400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6319558440403924400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/12/resetthedreams.html' title='Reset_the_dreams'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R1UyZverslI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/LuMfPBDUfAM/s72-c/blog74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-8785853711703733644</id><published>2007-12-03T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T04:00:25.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual Street Performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R1PuR_erskI/AAAAAAAAD2I/aw2xtbZ4bGI/s1600-R/blog73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VSP_2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Está patente na fábrica de Braço de Prata a Visual Street Performance 2007. Este grupo de graffiters que já em 2005 tinha organizado o VSP no Bairro Alto, regressa assim com esta fabulosa exposição, onde constam diversas formas de expressão da street art, bem como uma importante abordagem social em relato fotográfico sobre a relação da street art e o meio social de Almada.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Até 15 de Dezembro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-8785853711703733644?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.visualstreetperformance.com' title='Visual Street Performance'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/8785853711703733644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=8785853711703733644' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/8785853711703733644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/8785853711703733644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/12/visual-street-performance.html' title='Visual Street Performance'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R1PuR_erskI/AAAAAAAAD2I/qLNKjotrjQo/s72-c/blog73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1021510975549630158</id><published>2007-11-29T06:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T07:00:57.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As janelas de ...di Franco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07Sjzk7NaI/AAAAAAAAD1o/3Pht8UqhHyo/s1600-h/blog70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07Sjzk7NaI/AAAAAAAAD1o/3Pht8UqhHyo/s320/blog70.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138275737458652578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07SeTk7NZI/AAAAAAAAD1g/Mr_zAcu_IFk/s1600-h/blog69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07SeTk7NZI/AAAAAAAAD1g/Mr_zAcu_IFk/s320/blog69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138275642969372050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07SXjk7NYI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/Dxa56M6vaQQ/s1600-h/blog68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07SXjk7NYI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/Dxa56M6vaQQ/s320/blog68.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138275527005255042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07SOTk7NXI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/iRsuBvGaAlk/s1600-h/blog67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07SOTk7NXI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/iRsuBvGaAlk/s320/blog67.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138275368091465074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07SHTk7NWI/AAAAAAAAD1I/NcLCln72AZw/s1600-h/blog65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07SHTk7NWI/AAAAAAAAD1I/NcLCln72AZw/s320/blog65.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138275247832380770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07R2Dk7NUI/AAAAAAAAD04/PRUbrJyml1A/s1600-h/blog66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07R2Dk7NUI/AAAAAAAAD04/PRUbrJyml1A/s320/blog66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138274951479637314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07RmTk7NSI/AAAAAAAAD0o/DBC1qpcJ0Bo/s1600-h/blog64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07RmTk7NSI/AAAAAAAAD0o/DBC1qpcJ0Bo/s320/blog64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138274680896697634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ani di Franco (1970) ícone feminino da musica dos anos 90, guitarrista e songwriter. Estas são capas de alguns álbuns seus, destacando "Canon", não só pela qualidade musical, mas pelo grafismo da capa que na minha opinião transmite a postura do seu trabalho na sociedade.&lt;br /&gt;Continuo a preferir capas de álbuns que se adeqúem ao conteúdo e artista, e não as "bonitas e coloridas",que enchem o olho do consumista. Leis do mercado, retiram o desafio pela criação da capa "ideal", talvez isso nem exista...&lt;br /&gt;Certo, é que consigo olhar para estas capas, e vejo uma uniformidade, uma coerência gráfica, a continuação de certos elementos que são dela, são ela...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-1021510975549630158?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1021510975549630158/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1021510975549630158' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1021510975549630158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1021510975549630158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-janelas-de-di-franco.html' title='As janelas de ...di Franco'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R07Sjzk7NaI/AAAAAAAAD1o/3Pht8UqhHyo/s72-c/blog70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-2490838235897497241</id><published>2007-11-28T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T08:13:57.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alfaiate de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R02TZDk7NRI/AAAAAAAAD0g/5Q5thEleWQ4/s1600-h/blog63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R02TZDk7NRI/AAAAAAAAD0g/5Q5thEleWQ4/s320/blog63.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137924808565798162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia em que decidi tornar-me alfaiate de mim mesmo.Escapou-se me por entre os pensamentos, linha e agulha, que palpitantes dançavam em minha inquietação por não encontrar malha, esse tecido tão eficaz, quente e abastecido em textura.Não me faltam os espelhos, que nos mostram o reflexo dos bastidores de nós mesmos…Fora um dia feliz, agora sou alfaiate. Tenho de pensar ao milímetro cada troço de pele que vou decorar, cada volume que devo ou não embrulhar. Mas continua-me a faltar a eterna lã do meu estado de ansiedade.Sem tal material, não poderia construir castelo de retalhos, fortificação estética de Linhares, botões que não querem ser descobertos, por mãos que não querem descobrir…o que existe para lá da inércia do não navegar às escondidas.É este então o estado da marca diária, classificaria de “Arrombo de ecos no país de gente surda”. Mas de certeza que o abreviariam, são muitas palavras para apenas uma sensação. Se fosse apenas alfaiate de sensações, não teria que destruir-me de traços contínuos, prefiro os fragmentos, aqueles que sabem nadar no meio de nós, e nos colam às coisas, nos prendem ao cais dos sonhos, nos levam e trazem….sem ser preciso comprar bilhete.Mas sou alfaiate de mim, e assim permanecerei incapaz de me vestir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-2490838235897497241?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/2490838235897497241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=2490838235897497241' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2490838235897497241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/2490838235897497241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/alfaiate-de-mim.html' title='Alfaiate de mim'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R02TZDk7NRI/AAAAAAAAD0g/5Q5thEleWQ4/s72-c/blog63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1290654193190471103</id><published>2007-11-27T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:12:03.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os bastidores de "Martin Frost"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-wDk7NQI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/KNs5uZaXiWw/s1600-h/blog59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-wDk7NQI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/KNs5uZaXiWw/s320/blog59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137691007726073090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-sDk7NPI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/lkzRIGyI-00/s1600-h/blog60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-sDk7NPI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/lkzRIGyI-00/s320/blog60.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137690939006596338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-ozk7NOI/AAAAAAAAD0I/c6gl_sIffI4/s1600-h/blog61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-ozk7NOI/AAAAAAAAD0I/c6gl_sIffI4/s320/blog61.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137690883172021474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-kTk7NNI/AAAAAAAAD0A/Qg5zWEJ6ikI/s1600-h/blog62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-kTk7NNI/AAAAAAAAD0A/Qg5zWEJ6ikI/s320/blog62.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137690805862610130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Thewlis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Interpreta Martin Frost, no filme "A vida secreta de Martin Frost" de Paul Auster, rodado nas azenhas do mar, durante este ano de 2007.  Já anteriormente tinha encontrado emoção na sua "vida", através  do espírito rebelde de Leonardo Dicaprio no filme  "Eclipse Total" em que ambos se envolvem emocionalmente. Fora também companheiro de  escalada de Brad Pitt no filme "Sete anos  no Tibete" onde encontrou  a sua paz emocional junto de uma tibetana.&lt;br /&gt;Bastidores, estão sempre presentes, invisíveis ou apenas nas entrelinhas dos frames.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-1290654193190471103?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1290654193190471103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1290654193190471103' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1290654193190471103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1290654193190471103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/os-bastidores-de-martin-frost.html' title='Os bastidores de &quot;Martin Frost&quot;'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0y-wDk7NQI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/KNs5uZaXiWw/s72-c/blog59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6998455014747351369</id><published>2007-11-26T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:58:34.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sra. Dalloway e seus bastidores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0tc5jk7NMI/AAAAAAAADz4/CB2mUyx2UkU/s1600-h/blog57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0tc5jk7NMI/AAAAAAAADz4/CB2mUyx2UkU/s320/blog57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137301943818597570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0tcqzk7NLI/AAAAAAAADzw/6yQ6qwCs1O8/s1600-h/blog58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0tcqzk7NLI/AAAAAAAADzw/6yQ6qwCs1O8/s320/blog58.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137301690415527090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuando com Lena Headey, agora a sua força enquanto "bastidor" de uma personagem com maior destaque, neste caso,Clarissa Dalloway, no filme "Sra.Dalloway", 1997, Lena interpreta Sally Selton, a companheira de Clarissa. Mais tarde, no filme "The Hours",2001, a personagem de Sally é interpretada por Alison Janney (Dez coisas que odeio em ti) e o papel de Clarissa Dalloway pela carismática Meryl Streep.&lt;br /&gt;Neste filme, o Universo da Sra.Dalloway tem na sua inquietação o apoio e a presença de Sally, sua amante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-6998455014747351369?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6998455014747351369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6998455014747351369' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6998455014747351369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6998455014747351369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/sra-dalloway-e-seus-bastidores.html' title='Sra. Dalloway e seus bastidores'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0tc5jk7NMI/AAAAAAAADz4/CB2mUyx2UkU/s72-c/blog57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-7306116367350137889</id><published>2007-11-25T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:08:49.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traços de pulsos firmes e sensuais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0oICjk7NJI/AAAAAAAADzg/7DewevlCdMw/s1600-h/blog54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0oICjk7NJI/AAAAAAAADzg/7DewevlCdMw/s320/blog54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136927164972348562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0oH7Tk7NII/AAAAAAAADzY/P_iFHyx4oNw/s1600-h/blog55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0oH7Tk7NII/AAAAAAAADzY/P_iFHyx4oNw/s320/blog55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136927040418296962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0oH0zk7NHI/AAAAAAAADzQ/k5Lj4xpiiLs/s1600-h/blog56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0oH0zk7NHI/AAAAAAAADzQ/k5Lj4xpiiLs/s320/blog56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136926928749147250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keira Knightley e Lena Headey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em "Rei Artur", Keira interpreta uma Guinevere que batalha junto dos cavaleiros da Távora Redonda; Em "300" Lena interpreta a rainha de Esparta que "luta" nos bastidores da grande batalha, junto do senado para apoiar o exército espartano.&lt;br /&gt;Os traços de ambas são semelhantes, acentuados na firmeza e afirmação feminina que transmitem com a interpretação destes papéis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria interessante fazer uma análise aos bastidores de grandes personalidades (homens) da nossa História, e descobrir os seus complementos femininos…. Apoio moral, conselhos amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e força….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-7306116367350137889?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/7306116367350137889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=7306116367350137889' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7306116367350137889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/7306116367350137889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/traos-de-pulsos-firmes-e-sensuais.html' title='Traços de pulsos firmes e sensuais'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0oICjk7NJI/AAAAAAAADzg/7DewevlCdMw/s72-c/blog54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1090545261168675438</id><published>2007-11-23T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T16:57:54.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos finais...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0dzcTk7NGI/AAAAAAAADzI/vH3LMDH6Wyo/s1600-h/blog53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0dzcTk7NGI/AAAAAAAADzI/vH3LMDH6Wyo/s320/blog53.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136200830168020066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0dzWTk7NFI/AAAAAAAADzA/5nN4EVPYHrc/s1600-h/blog52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0dzWTk7NFI/AAAAAAAADzA/5nN4EVPYHrc/s320/blog52.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136200727088804946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Momento de verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana em assaltos inquietos de "timmings por não falhar a curto prazo", lembro-me de que os nossos planos guiam-se pelos pequenos sucessos/desilusões que  as diversas etapas do jogo contêm. No filme"Karaté Kid", 1984 de John G.Avildsen, recordo-me de como  o vi pela primeira vez de dez em dez minutos entre o almoço e a hora de regressar à parte da tarde da escola (1º ano) em Fronteira (Alentejo. Pareceu-me eterno o filme, nunca mais chegava o momento da verdade...em que o herói da história aplicava o famoso golpe de karaté que marcou o cinema na década de 80. Esse jovem herói que ainda beijocou a bela e jovem Elisabeth Shue, nessa altura, todos queríamos ser como o Daniel Larusso...que vestiu-se de chuveiro numa festa de máscaras(inédito). Falava eu desse grande final...que acabou por repetir-se em grande parte dos filmes que vi posteriormente. Essas finais, a tal 4º parte dos filmes de fim-de-semana à tarde, as tais finais de inspiração para a semana a seguir....as tais finais que desencadeiam outros inícios...(neste caso, karaté kid II, III e IV já com a vencedora de um Óscar, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hilary Swank...), finais de ontem...esperas para outras finais de amanhã.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-1090545261168675438?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1090545261168675438/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1090545261168675438' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1090545261168675438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1090545261168675438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/momentos-finais.html' title='Momentos finais...'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0dzcTk7NGI/AAAAAAAADzI/vH3LMDH6Wyo/s72-c/blog53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-1803656503915199598</id><published>2007-11-22T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T18:19:46.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Competecion</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZhAR_7ebHxM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZhAR_7ebHxM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em véspera de concurso D.Fernando II, este belo excerto cinematográfico do grande filme "Modigliani"...A espera da grande paixão e da grande arte em nós...está lá tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor, Arte e Poesia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-1803656503915199598?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/1803656503915199598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=1803656503915199598' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1803656503915199598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/1803656503915199598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/competecion.html' title='Competecion'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3194013576198904936</id><published>2007-11-22T18:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T18:13:06.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda nas esperas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0Y2UDk7NEI/AAAAAAAADy4/xBVZhK2ET58/s1600-h/blog51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0Y2UDk7NEI/AAAAAAAADy4/xBVZhK2ET58/s320/blog51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135852143248094274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0Y2PTk7NDI/AAAAAAAADyw/SR25SrJhYTI/s1600-h/blog50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0Y2PTk7NDI/AAAAAAAADyw/SR25SrJhYTI/s320/blog50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135852061643715634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Histórias de Esperas...maqueta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperas em sítios para esperas&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos sempre o que menos esperamos...e quando fazemos&lt;br /&gt;o esperar pelo que esperamos, o tempo aguça a incerteza de que a&lt;br /&gt;espera será compensadora.&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos a vida, assistimos a partidas, a outros também esperando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o aeroporto assim vazio, lembra-me as pessoas que já não estão à espera…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vamos na boleia?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-3194013576198904936?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3194013576198904936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3194013576198904936' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3194013576198904936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3194013576198904936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/ainda-nas-esperas.html' title='Ainda nas esperas...'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0Y2UDk7NEI/AAAAAAAADy4/xBVZhK2ET58/s72-c/blog51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-4225165944189224722</id><published>2007-11-22T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T03:44:59.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berlim effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0Vqfzk7NCI/AAAAAAAADyo/Unw00f6SoAY/s1600-h/blog49copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0Vqfzk7NCI/AAAAAAAADyo/Unw00f6SoAY/s320/blog49copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135628044739490850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0VqbTk7NBI/AAAAAAAADyg/JJEdczR92vc/s1600-h/blog48+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0VqbTk7NBI/AAAAAAAADyg/JJEdczR92vc/s320/blog48+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135627967430079506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictoplasma 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está a decorrer em Berlim até dia 25, o 2º pictoplasma animation festival, pertencente à p i c t o p l a s m a   -              c o n t e m p o r a r y   c h a r a c t e r               d e s i g n    a n d    a r t.&lt;br /&gt;Com exposições, palestras, festas, este festival é dos mais importantes do Mundo a nível de motion design. 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-5377990702989473670</id><published>2007-11-20T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T05:05:07.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontos de interrogação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0LbRjk7NAI/AAAAAAAADyY/EDkjcR8GWy8/s1600-h/blog47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/R0LbRjk7NAI/AAAAAAAADyY/EDkjcR8GWy8/s320/blog47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134907619810161666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falésia entre a praia Grande e Adraga (Sintra)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-5377990702989473670?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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esperas'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzxXmTk7KiI/AAAAAAAADdw/YxW8fQYZASQ/s72-c/blog46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6026692093769318704</id><published>2007-11-14T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T04:20:49.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifesto da Antropofagia Periférica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzrnhSlTZLI/AAAAAAAADdo/QykVmh7VrY0/s1600-h/blog45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzrnhSlTZLI/AAAAAAAADdo/QykVmh7VrY0/s320/blog45.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132669284452099250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha amiga Lígia Ferro encontra-se no Brasil a realizar um trabalho com a comunidade local.&lt;br /&gt;Enviou-me por e-mail o o manifesto da antropofagia periférica que está a animar a periferia de São  Paulo e a mobilizar muita, muita gente no sentido de lutar por mudanças, tanto  das imagens e discursos produzidos acerca destas àreas periférias (muitas vezes  preconceituosas, rotulando-as de lugares do crime, vazios de iniciativas  culturais e sociais, etc.), como das condições de vida dos seus habitantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os novos antropófagos&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Artistas da periferia de São Paulo lançam sua própria Semana de Arte  Moderna&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Eliane Brum&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Manifesto da Antropofagia Periférica&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;A Periferia nos une pelo amor, pela dor e pela cor. Dos becos e vielas há  de vir a voz que grita contra o silêncio que nos pune. Eis que surge das  ladeiras um povo lindo e inteligente galopando contra o passado. A favor de um  futuro limpo, para todos os brasileiros.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;A favor de um subúrbio que clama por arte e cultura, e universidade para a  diversidade. Agogôs e tamborins acompanhados de violinos, só depois da  aula.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra a arte patrocinada pelos que corrompem a liberdade de opção. Contra  a arte fabricada para destruir o senso crítico, a emoção e a sensibilidade que  nasce da múltipla escolha.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;A Arte que liberta não pode vir da mão que escraviza.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;A favor do batuque da cozinha que nasce na cozinha e sinhá não quer. Da  poesia periférica que brota na porta do bar.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Do teatro que não vem do “ter ou não ter...”. Do cinema real que transmite  ilusão.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Das Artes Plásticas, que, de concreto, querem substituir os barracos de  madeira.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Da Dança que desafoga no lago dos cisnes.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Da Música que não embala os adormecidos.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Da Literatura das ruas despertando nas calçadas.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;A Periferia unida, no centro de todas as coisas.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra o racismo, a intolerância e as injustiças sociais das quais a arte  vigente não fala.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra o artista surdo-mudo e a letra que não fala.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;É preciso sugar da arte um novo tipo de artista: o artista-cidadão. Aquele  que na sua arte não revoluciona o mundo, mas também não compactua com a  mediocridade que imbeciliza um povo desprovido de oportunidades. Um artista a  serviço da comunidade, do país. Que, armado da verdade, por si só exercita a  revolução.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra a arte domingueira que defeca em nossa sala e nos hipnotiza no colo  da poltrona.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra a barbárie que é a falta de bibliotecas, cinemas, museus, teatros e  espaços para o acesso à produção cultural.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra reis e rainhas do castelo globalizado e quadril avantajado.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra o capital que ignora o interior a favor do exterior. Miami pra eles?  “Me ame pra nós!”.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra os carrascos e as vítimas do sistema.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra os covardes e eruditos de aquário.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra o artista serviçal escravo da vaidade.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Contra os vampiros das verbas públicas e arte privada.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;A Arte que liberta não pode vir da mão que escraviza.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Por uma Periferia que nos une pelo amor, pela dor e pela cor.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;É TUDO NOSSO!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sérgio Vaz&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Poeta da Periferia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-6026692093769318704?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6026692093769318704/comments/default' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzoWqHvQ2gI/AAAAAAAADdg/63lE0KRkimU/s72-c/blog44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-3066685058125641670</id><published>2007-11-12T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T04:14:06.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrente d´arte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzhC4HvQ2fI/AAAAAAAADdA/dTohMkyTd7E/s1600-h/blog42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzhC4HvQ2fI/AAAAAAAADdA/dTohMkyTd7E/s320/blog42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131925307306072562" 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Dom Carlos I, 109&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1200 - 648 Lisboa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tlf: 213941722 \ fax: 213941723&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;correntedarte@sapo.pt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;correntedarte.blogspot.pt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;exposição de 15.11.2007 a 25.01.2008, 3f a sábado das 14h às 20h&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Apareçam,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-3066685058125641670?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/3066685058125641670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=3066685058125641670' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3066685058125641670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/3066685058125641670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/corrente-darte.html' title='Corrente d´arte'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzhC4HvQ2fI/AAAAAAAADdA/dTohMkyTd7E/s72-c/blog42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38568689.post-6498275583671336738</id><published>2007-11-09T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T07:52:46.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria imaginário</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzSBOXvQ2dI/AAAAAAAADcw/SZ-ddoTGrWw/s1600-h/blog41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzSBOXvQ2dI/AAAAAAAADcw/SZ-ddoTGrWw/s320/blog41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130867959372241362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dellicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finalmente descobri quem é a autora destes belos trabalhos que a cidade de Lisboa apresenta nas suas paredes degradadas onde habitam o vazio e a sua companheira solidão. E ontem em equipa Ncontrast lanchámos com ela, na companhia da sua adorável cadela. Maria imaginário foi de todo uma surpresa agradável, fico contente que esta geração de novos artistas, ilustradores, designers comece a ferver o rabiosque deste mundo.&lt;/p&gt;    Mais: &lt;a href="http://www.ncontrastcp.wordpress.com"&gt;www.ncontrastcp.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38568689-6498275583671336738?l=pedropalrao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/feeds/6498275583671336738/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38568689&amp;postID=6498275583671336738' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6498275583671336738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38568689/posts/default/6498275583671336738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedropalrao.blogspot.com/2007/11/maria-imaginrio.html' title='Maria imaginário'/><author><name>ppalrao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07661265990443525127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/SKtw5AOXudI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/jIlXcqxaq8w/S220/ppepas_risos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpVZglYrwe8/RzSBOXvQ2dI/AAAAAAAADcw/SZ-ddoTGrWw/s72-c/blog41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
