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segunda-feira, 27 de junho de 2011

JANELAS D'ALMA



MORNING AT THE WINDOW

HEY are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.

The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs.

by: T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)




G U R I S





Nanquim e acrílico sobre papel

"Puisque nous avons seize ans,
Vivons, mon vieux camarade,
Et cessons d'être innocents ;
Car c'est là le premier grade.

Vivre c'est aimer. Apprends
Que, dans l'ombre où nos coeurs rêvent,
J'ai vu deux yeux bleus, si grands
Que tous les astres s'y lèvent ".


Victor Hugo


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Colagem, desenho e pintura/ caixas, tecido, esferográfica, pastel, acrílica sobre papel


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P Á T I O












Nanquim sobre papel


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G E N T E













Tinta tipográfica e acrílica sobre papel


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terça-feira, 21 de junho de 2011

Pochoir na parede de casa




















Tinta esmalte sintético



One morning walking down the street
Where nobody walks nobody can hear
I
started listening to a sound so clear To the
world around me.
I started to laugh But a
grin took its place And my heart beat louder
Like it never did before I saw things that I
never did before in this world around me
I
can't resist I couldn't see how this could be
an accident I can't resist I wanna see more
See the world all around-ah Incredible
scene I had to believe I saw a difference to
the way I see The Mystery said come and
see The world around me See the world all

King`s X



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