<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:36:28.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fragmentos do desejo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8228191051498420583</id><published>2011-12-11T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:11:13.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perder o norte do passeio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a dor que entardece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é mais forte do que o vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;agora que houve pássaros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;agora que houve água&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todos esses cachorros soltos ao meu redor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu, herdeira da tua pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ouço teu ir dentro da noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fico presa dentro de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8228191051498420583?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8228191051498420583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3930038427992315642</id><published>2011-12-08T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:16:38.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a extensão do corpo pode ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um celular (você diz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pode ser (digo): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um latido cortado no ar, uma parede&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;poder ser:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapete,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;grade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porosidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;altura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gestos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(quando a distância se abolir)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(se a distância se abolir)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pode ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3930038427992315642?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3930038427992315642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3930038427992315642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2011/12/extensao-do-corpo-pode-ser-um-celular.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-7198363346818278700</id><published>2011-08-27T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T14:05:32.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pierimro Epxremineto Praa Ohlos Dsecasoutamods no FACEBOOK</title><content type='html'>Pierimro Epxremineto Praa Ohlos Dsecasoutamods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um encontro entre  os docentes Diego Baffi (FAP/PR), Gabriela Salvador (UNICENTRO/PR),  Tania Alice (UNIRIO/RJ) e Thaíse Nardim (UFT/TO).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma ação  investigativa coordenada através desta plataforma virtual, na busca de  um CORPO PERFORMÁTICO e de sua pedagogia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso primeiro  experimento é fechado à participação de discentes e convidados e deve  durar 3 meses, entre 15 de Agosto e 20 de Novembro de 2011, com  propostas semanais de atividades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMO PARTICIPAR&lt;br /&gt;Entre no Facebook e adicione Pierimro Epxremineto ao seus amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se  pretende acompanhar-nos na realização da atividade proposta na semana,  curta ("like") o post em que ela é anunciada. Após experienciá-la,  utilize o espaço dos "comentários" para compartilhar suas sensações,  percepções, aquilo que da realização tenha te afetado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caso  queira comentar algo de outra natureza - como fazer uma sugestão, por  exemplo - faça-o pelas "mensagens", onde os quatro docentes terão acesso  à sua contribuição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejam tod@s muito bem vind@s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATIVIDADE DA SEMANA 01 (já passada), postada por DIEGO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;Ao menos três vezes nesta semana (18 a 24.08),  reserve um tempo para empenhar-se na auto-percepção. Foque a  investigação de características orgânicas que ampliem o conhecimento de  si. Por exemplo: observe lugares do corpo só visíveis por espelho,  explore ângulos inusitados, observe a forma das estruturas visíveis  pelos orifícios do corpo, toque-se atento às estruturas ósseas, órgãos,  músculos, pele, toque as partes internas possíveis com especial atenção,  conte pintas, pelos, cicatrizes... invente caminhos para ampliação do  teu auto-conhecimento constitutivo. Busque diferentes formas de registro  que traduzam também as sensações vivenciadas, sugiro por escrito,  desenho, colagens e fotografia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;ATIVIDADE 02 (atualmente em andamento), postada por Tania:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;Efetue cada dia uma ação cotidiana diferente  (tomar café, se vestir, andar na rua...) em ritmo extremamente lento,  sem falar e concentrando-se nas sensações corporais. Nesta lentidão  meditativa, em cada gesto, busque ser o céu. Tente investigar algum  registro (tátil, fotográfico, escrito, etc.) que dê conta desta  experiência diária.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=532094762" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=532094762"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7198363346818278700?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7198363346818278700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7198363346818278700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2011/08/pierimro-epxremineto-praa-ohlos.html' title='Pierimro Epxremineto Praa Ohlos Dsecasoutamods no FACEBOOK'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8606220901965351019</id><published>2011-08-20T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T14:15:35.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NOS4D4qY6i8" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8606220901965351019?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8606220901965351019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8606220901965351019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NOS4D4qY6i8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-5404981863930346506</id><published>2011-08-18T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T18:57:43.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;espaço-tempo multiple choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(café)&lt;br /&gt;(de repente, este mar de  palavras) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fogo &amp;amp; volts, no  limiar do espanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apenas  fragmentos&lt;br /&gt;fragmentos! de corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;desejos  engavetados cascatas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;olhos plantados  guarda-sóis pediam:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;devolva-me as palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;devolva-me a febre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;abafados incêndios de nossos corpos invisíveis,&lt;br /&gt;apavorados&lt;br /&gt;e esta suplica, incessante, do corpo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;devolva-me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a altura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZUAQ3_sf_I/Tk3APkNY0JI/AAAAAAAAAc4/8Pa2EbU8Mns/s1600/leite_moca_historico.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-5404981863930346506?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/5404981863930346506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/5404981863930346506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2011/08/desejo-condensado.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-7224076174334600595</id><published>2011-04-03T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:58:33.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somente um silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;)sem paz nem prazo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;notas agudas: desaparecidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a ternura também tinha investido outro setor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;era:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a invasão do silêncio por práticas estruturadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;era:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;espaço em branco subindo sempre mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;traços delineados, previstos, consumados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(estes traços limitavam e suprimiam a efusão de um algum sentimento que talvez tivesse restado)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a destruição de qualquer possibilidade de música&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;? que construção nos jardins poderia resistir aos castelos ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;era:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tão impossível algo acontecer, um inesperado surgir e se sustentar no espaço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu deixava então acontecer esta inundação de silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;este afogamento contínuo sem dor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;construindo um terreiro fora do mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(terremotos não chegavam, nem cavalos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;interferências mínimas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;águas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de vez em quando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uma onda suave e leve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apenas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7224076174334600595?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7224076174334600595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7224076174334600595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2011/04/somente-um-silencio-sem-paz-nem-prazo.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-9001808221842589073</id><published>2010-12-23T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T07:01:44.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você tecia redes em cima da água&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- nós, deitados, segurando o mundo no olhar: estrelas -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a casa, hoje vazia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reverbera silêncios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jóias viraram plástico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(apenas porquê nao soubemos cuidar: porque o descuido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a pressa, a imagem sem rosto invadiram nosso espaço)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o tempo continua vomitando areias sem densidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoje sao redes sociais que tecemos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mudos diante dessa incapacidade nossa de reter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o tempo, o vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;incapazes crônicos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de manter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-9001808221842589073?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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     &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaguetacomunicacao.com.br/2010/12/eu-so-quero-chocolate/" rel="bookmark" title="Link Permanente para Eu só quero chocolate!"&gt;Eu só quero chocolate!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 class="post_date"&gt;Publicado em          20 dezembro 2010 &lt;span class="singletags"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.malaguetacomunicacao.com.br/tag/chocolate/" rel="tag"&gt;chocolate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="entry"&gt;       &lt;em&gt;Chocs  D’amour&lt;/em&gt; foi uma verdadeira explosão de  chocolate, cujo tema uniu a alta  gastronomia e a arte contemporânea,  dois pilares da cultura francesa, no  Sofitel, em Copacabana, Rio de  Janeiro. &lt;span id="more-13244"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wp-caption alignright" id="attachment_13251" style="width: 160px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malaguetacomunicacao.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Imagem58.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="size-thumbnail wp-image-13251" height="150" src="http://www.malaguetacomunicacao.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Imagem58-150x150.png" title="Imagem58.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="wp-caption-text"&gt;Chef  Roland Villard e Yann Lorvo diretor geral da Aliança Francesa no Rio de  Janeiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Longe de qualquer coquetel  tradicional, os convidados interagiam com  as propostas dos artistas  plásticos Tânia Alice e Laurrent Moriceau,  enquanto degustavam iguarias  dos chefs Roland Villard e Dominique  Guerin.&lt;br /&gt;Com  curadoria de Yann Lorvo, diretor geral da Aliança Francesa no  Rio de  Janeiro, o chocolate serviu de inspiração para performer e  chefs. No menu, o chef &amp;nbsp;do Le Pré Catelan se adaptou ao tema explorando o  cacau com leveza, em receitas doces e salgadas, em temperaturas frias e  quentes:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; no &lt;em&gt;Sauté de boi com cacao&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Porco laquê&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Ostra  com geleia de chocolate&lt;/em&gt;, nas massas feitas de chocolate como o &lt;em&gt;Ravióli  recheado com camarão e laranja &lt;/em&gt;e &lt;em&gt;Canneloni com legumes e  queijo de cabra&lt;/em&gt;. Guerin seguiu sua origem ao oferecer &lt;em&gt;madeleines&lt;/em&gt;,  &lt;em&gt;petit fours, tartellette, macaron&lt;/em&gt;, entre outros doces.&lt;br /&gt;Inicialmente,  a performer Tania Alice conduziu os convidados no  percurso da sedução. Para o trabalho, &amp;nbsp;buscou referências na “Carte de  Tendre” , mapa de um país imaginário feito por Madeleine de Scudéry no  século XVII , &amp;nbsp;e &amp;nbsp;também na estética relacional de  Nicolas Bourriaud.  “Mesa do encontro”, “jogo do amor ou sorte”, “árvore  do elogio” faziam  parte do percurso orientado por pessoas fantasiadas  de ursinhos cor de  rosa. “Busquei o conceito de sedução do chocolate com  a lembrança do  doce de infância. &amp;nbsp;Por isso escolhi os ‘ursinhos’ para  representarem o  lúdico”, explica a artista.&lt;br /&gt;O  clímax do evento foi no momento em que Laurrent Moriceau ofereceu  ao  público a escultura em tamanho natural de seu corpo feita pelas mãos  dos  chefs Villard e Guerin. O primeiro a degustar foi o estilista  Gilson  Martins, que começou pela genitália de chocolate. “No museu,  você não pode tocar a obra, aqui você  pode comer na frente do artista a  parte que quiser. É um momento  único”, comenta Lorvo sobre a  performance. Ele fala também das  múltiplas interpretações que suscitam  uma intervenção como a de  Moriceau: “ pode ter o significado de um  encontro festivo e convivial,  ou associar a um ato antropofágico,  canibalístico”.&lt;br /&gt;Contribuiu  ao evento, a técnica “eat the paint” do chocolatier Eric  Jourdan que  junto ao assistente Cauli Benicio pintaram quadros de  chocolate e  ofereciam as imagens comestíveis ao público.&lt;br /&gt;As  marcas Barry e Calebaut da alta gastronomia francesa e belga,   respectivamente, foram as matérias-primas para as receitas de Villard e   Guerin e para as performances da noite. &amp;nbsp;Segundo o representante dos  chocolates, Aurélien Bich, da  Classic Fine Foods, o Barry é tradicional  na França desde 1842 e era  usado pelo mestre da patisserie e  chocolatier Gaston Lenôtre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto: Mariana Moraes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-517935141069851100</id><published>2010-08-13T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:21:37.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esta coroa de ervas caíndo de sua cabeça:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um palácio cristalino desmoronando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tantas núvens neste reino seu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(já vi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acompanho esta queda interminável&lt;br /&gt;faço-me tapete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;faço-me ervas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;faço-me luva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ouços profécias, chamados da terra profunda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;clareio folhas no horizonte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um fogo: tento controlar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suas lutas subterrâneas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suas lianas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;caio junto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nao resta nada do caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nem traços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nem pegadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;este seu reino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;já nao vejo mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TGXFXax0NGI/AAAAAAAAAak/bcZUtmlCzW8/s1600/maurizio-cattelan-mother.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TGXFXax0NGI/AAAAAAAAAak/bcZUtmlCzW8/s320/maurizio-cattelan-mother.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maurizio Cattelan, "Mother"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-517935141069851100?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/517935141069851100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dias estrelados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e este suor, sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;abraçavamos futuros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;árvores se adaptavam às paredes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teus lábios acompanhavam a lua de volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e o vento, sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu nunca sabia o que, de você, era superfície &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nao havia espaço para gessos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nao havia espaço para cataplasmos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você, apagando os horários na pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esvoaçando migalhas, infâncias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(assim que escolhemos nosso deus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chega a cruz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu queria tanto que fosse algo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tivesse sido algo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;este nao-amor absoluto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu queria cessar esta sua briga com as suas raízes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plantar sonhos em terras nao natais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem falar, sabíamos que a água que estávamos bebendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tinha sido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TF3il7o9iwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/1UwCcqAYba4/s1600/P7220753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TF3il7o9iwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/1UwCcqAYba4/s320/P7220753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Marseille, 07/2010)&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/7598376499176196195-4360406860130202157?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4360406860130202157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4360406860130202157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/08/dias-estrelados-e-este-suor-sempre.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;inteira&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7598376499176196195-616386246260918188?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/616386246260918188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/616386246260918188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/07/ele-arvore-o-barco-o-signo-seus-bracos.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2859313115904690046</id><published>2010-07-21T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T16:22:30.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as esquinas de barcelona sabiam o quê&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ruas tambem adivinhavam o quanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;camas imovéis / respiraçao / lençois desertos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o dentro tinha que existir, eu pensava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arvores pediam segredos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o sol assimilava seu vôo para nao me cegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enquanto isso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estrelas tentavam seu relogio para serem pontuais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e você, incendiando constantemente essa praia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;machucando aves nestes reinos seus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o mundo era esta criança do sul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gritando pela gente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reclamando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;presença&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TF3qgjFe8KI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_cdmFzvEop0/s1600/089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TF3qgjFe8KI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_cdmFzvEop0/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barcelona, 07/2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/7598376499176196195-2859313115904690046?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2859313115904690046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2859313115904690046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/07/as-esquinas-de-barcelona-sabiam-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TF3qgjFe8KI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_cdmFzvEop0/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3860083342478902435</id><published>2010-07-08T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T11:19:32.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você tinha me ensinado:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as condiçoes de uma vida apaixonante existem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e eu pensava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(andando por barbès, em flores)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pise com cuidado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sao os meus sonhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;? aqui ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estes que você desenhou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- você aparecia todo dia -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu pisava com muito cuidado nas suas recordaçoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lembrando você desenhava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hora apos hora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o inventario&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dos possiveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3860083342478902435?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3860083342478902435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3860083342478902435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/07/voce-tinha-me-ensinado-as-condicoes-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2530135041510689193</id><published>2010-07-03T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T12:31:30.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ele queria um pôr-do-sol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pendurei o mar inteiro nas minhas pálpebras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;voltei: o mar caia dos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;em cima do tapete vermelho de seu apartamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eram gotas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;era sal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;eram graos de areia&lt;br /&gt;à bout de souffle&lt;br /&gt;mar adentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ele tinha fugido para o deserto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem esperar&lt;br /&gt;a água chegar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2530135041510689193?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2530135041510689193'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;o sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-4243606998038871239?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4243606998038871239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4243606998038871239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/06/felicidade-nao-andar-devastado-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6513798175634690498</id><published>2010-06-18T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T06:15:19.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ele saia de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;orkut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;twitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;skype&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yahoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gmail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;netblog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hi5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas nunca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6513798175634690498?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6513798175634690498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6513798175634690498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/06/ele-saia-de-facebook-orkut-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-1485870738511058919</id><published>2010-06-18T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T18:50:42.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TBuqUzjaC_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/K_KYcN8w6tE/s1600/confesso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TBuqUzjaC_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/K_KYcN8w6tE/s400/confesso.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-1485870738511058919?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1485870738511058919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1485870738511058919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TBuqUzjaC_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/K_KYcN8w6tE/s72-c/confesso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2178303762069548660</id><published>2010-06-10T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T09:17:52.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ele usava saias, tatuagens, soutiens &amp;amp; all stars para vestir meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as vezes eram grandes demais &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;essas roupas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de ficçao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2178303762069548660?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2178303762069548660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2178303762069548660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/06/ele-usava-casacos-saias-tatuagens.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;lagos noturnos em minhas pálpebras, sobre a pele semi-cerrada&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você soprando, céu, noturno, infinito:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;insuficiente era minha pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;insuficientes eram minhas pálpebras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;insuficientes todos meus lagos noturnos diante as florestas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;diante seu olhar que incêndiava catedrais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desabrigando o infinito me procurando&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;onde mesmo eu tinha esquecido&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que estava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7872118464448437651?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7872118464448437651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7872118464448437651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/06/maurizio-cattelan-voce-entrava-vento.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TA7G4Wl7fRI/AAAAAAAAAX8/QqTMwmaNrwI/s72-c/ansa130844380106165338_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8824202445462475207</id><published>2010-06-08T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:51:25.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>artigo publicado sobre os Heróis do Cotidiano na Revista Jeu do Canadá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TA6s-jc7imI/AAAAAAAAAX0/J2xlPoFK5Gw/s1600/actualite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TA6s-jc7imI/AAAAAAAAAX0/J2xlPoFK5Gw/s400/actualite.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;AU SOMMAIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;par &lt;a href="http://www.revuejeu.org/pages/accueil/actua135.htm"&gt;Catherine   Cyr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;HOMMAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1179 marionnettes orphelines. Hommage à Micheline Legendre par  André Laliberté&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;REGARDS CRITIQUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guerre sainte. Roland (La Vérité du vainqueur) par Raymond Bertin&lt;br /&gt;Fantôme de pierre et marionnettistes solitaires. Angel et Lui par  Françoise Boudreault&lt;br /&gt;À la recherche du temps qui vogue. Cargo par Jacqueline Bouchard&lt;br /&gt;Des extrémismes et de la cruauté. Autour de ma pierre, il ne fera  pas nuit,&lt;br /&gt;Limbes et la Réforme Pinocchio par Yves Doyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revuejeu.org/pages/dernier/135_Hellot_Blackbird.html"&gt;Deux   duos pour un duel. Blackbird&lt;/a&gt; par Marie-Christiane Hellot&lt;br /&gt;La ballade des gens pas trop malheureux. Yel par Hervé Guay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revuejeu.org/pages/dernier/135_Renaud_Princesse.html"&gt;Théâtre   sans frontières. La Princesse Turandot&lt;/a&gt; par Lucie Renaud&lt;br /&gt;L’arche de Nemo. Vingt mille lieues sous les mers par  Marie-Christiane Hellot&lt;br /&gt;La diablesse, c’est l’ennui. Hedda Gabler par Alexandre Cadieux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;ENJEUX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performer le réel&amp;nbsp;: mise en scène et réception du corps souffrant  par Tamar Tembeck &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revuejeu.org/pages/dernier/135_Marsolais_Culture.html"&gt;Les   lumineuses réflexions de Gilbert Turp. La Culture en soi&lt;/a&gt; par Gilles  Marsolais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;CARTE BLANCHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faites-vous un théâtre subversif&amp;nbsp;? par Olivier Choinière et  Olivier Kemeid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;DOSSIER&amp;nbsp;: SUBVERSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les subversions silencieuses&amp;nbsp;: pour une poétique de l’opacité par  Barbara M.-Chastanier &lt;br /&gt;Dans les mots, la subversion par Raymond Bertin&lt;br /&gt;À la rencontre de la provocation par Gilbert Turp&lt;br /&gt;Consensuelle provocation. Rouge gueule par Hélène Jacques&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revuejeu.org/pages/dernier/135_Cyr_Beaute.html"&gt;Beauté  subversive. L’Amour incurable&lt;/a&gt; par Catherine Cyr&lt;br /&gt;Oser la pensée par Alexandre Cadieux&lt;br /&gt;Considérations intempestives sur un vocable avarié par Guy  Beausoleil&lt;br /&gt;Désarmer le spectateur par Dave St-Pierre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revuejeu.org/pages/dernier/135_Montaignac_Danse.html"&gt;La   danse peut-elle encore être subversive&amp;nbsp;?&lt;/a&gt; par Katya Montaignac&lt;br /&gt;Subversion et théâtralité&amp;nbsp;: une écriture performative du corps  par Sylvie Roques&lt;br /&gt;Collectif Héros du Quotidien&amp;nbsp;: performances subversives par Tania  Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;PROFILS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revuejeu.org/pages/dernier/135_Bourdages_Cloutier.html"&gt;L’éloquence   d’un petit monde. Entretien avec Fabien Cloutier&lt;/a&gt; par Étienne  Bourdages&lt;br /&gt;Simon Boulerice&amp;nbsp;: l’enfance au cœur par Raymond Bertin&lt;br /&gt;La terreur au quotidien. Marius von Mayenburg par Marion Boudier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;DANSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformer l’ombre et la lumière. Sutra une lumière très pure et  Flower  par Lise Gagnon&lt;br /&gt;Bons baisers d’Australie&amp;nbsp;: une «&amp;nbsp;danse-cinéma&amp;nbsp;» par Katya  Montaignac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;PIÈCE À CONVICTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Québec en personne. Une saison au Théâtre Jean-Duceppe (1re  partie) par Étienne Bourdages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;PUBLICATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;par Michèle Vincelette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sous-titre"&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;BLOC-NOTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds2"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;par Christian Saint-Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8824202445462475207?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8824202445462475207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8824202445462475207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/06/artigo-publicado-sobre-os-herois-do.html' title='artigo publicado sobre os Heróis do Cotidiano na Revista Jeu do Canadá'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/TA6s-jc7imI/AAAAAAAAAX0/J2xlPoFK5Gw/s72-c/actualite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-222888359390376708</id><published>2010-06-03T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T13:12:46.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>orange blossom</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlpBU1Enu5Y&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlpBU1Enu5Y&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o que seria de nós sem as coisas que nao existem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- o inesperado, subitamente fundamental -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;assim eu corria&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;querendo habitar este seu mundo porque você (me) sabia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;assim eu fugia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;percorrendo distâncias que iam perdendo aos poucos seus sentidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sempre correndo, decifrava paredes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;observava geleiras derretendo, antes fixas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nao há rewind para a pureza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nao há rewind para a terra natal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;árvores invadem quem se afasta delas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;raízes infiltram blocos de afeto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toda obra de arte é um mundo viável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;inviável era esta minha corrida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esta minha fuga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no sentido contrário&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;da terra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-222888359390376708?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/222888359390376708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/222888359390376708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/06/orange-blossom-souffrance.html' title='orange blossom'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8286726735806956390</id><published>2010-06-01T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T13:34:02.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preciso de você antes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de nossas peles se dissolverem e meus olhos virarem deserto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;antes de minha voz estremecer no silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preciso de você antes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de minha memória ser este túmulo onde enterro aves azúis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;antes de todas as estátuas serem águadas por maos febris &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;antes do infinito me agarrar de vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;antes de novas facas se infiltrarem na minha pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preciso de você antes de qualquer por-do-sol com neblina e águas salgadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;antes de eu virar a sombra de um galho despedaçado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um maio sem antenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preciso de você antes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;das linhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;das fronteiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do céu de novas peles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preciso de você antes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de me dissolver e antes da dissoluçao final&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do incêndio final&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do ponto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;final&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;antes de minhas antenas deixarem de captar urgências&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e meus olhos se tornarem maiores do que o espaço que cabe neles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preciso de você antes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de ler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;este poema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8286726735806956390?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8286726735806956390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8286726735806956390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/06/preciso-de-voce-antes-de-nossas-peles.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-7037809833526571132</id><published>2010-05-27T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:59:29.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>propaganda da tam airlines :o) ou o que o artista nao faz pra sobreviver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.passiontoflyandserve.com.br/pt/"&gt;http://www.passiontoflyandserve.com.br/pt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(clicar em "vídeos")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7037809833526571132?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7037809833526571132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7037809833526571132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/05/propaganda-da-tam-airlines-o-ou-o-que-o.html' title='propaganda da tam airlines :o) ou o que o artista nao faz pra sobreviver'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-9191583038315018412</id><published>2010-05-27T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:52:56.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;era vênus a voz da carne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esta monja cristalina pálida e convulsiva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lábios em sangue tentando castigar a ausência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;murmurando pelas avenidas turbulentas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teu nome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-9191583038315018412?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S_7F5IolAPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0v45JuvkZ1s/s1600/VIRTUAL..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S_7F5IolAPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0v45JuvkZ1s/s400/VIRTUAL..jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7810038646580755256?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7810038646580755256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7810038646580755256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S_7F5IolAPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0v45JuvkZ1s/s72-c/VIRTUAL..jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3822264437601490151</id><published>2010-05-27T04:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T04:19:18.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;O CCBB RJ apresenta de 21 de maio a 18 de julho, a exposição &lt;b&gt;Rebecca Horn – Rebelião em Silêncio&lt;/b&gt;, com obras que mostram toda a poética multidisciplinar da artista, que congrega &lt;span class="ecxil"&gt;arte&lt;/span&gt; cinética, lirismo e performance de um modo único. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Dialogando com esta temática, &amp;nbsp;dia 29 de maio, sábado, às 10h, o CCBB Educativo realiza o &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="ecxil"&gt;Arte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="ecxil"&gt;Papo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, mesa redonda com o tema &lt;b&gt;Performance – um entrelugar para as Artes Cênicas e Artes Visuais&lt;/b&gt;, em que as pesquisadoras e artistas convidadas, Daniella Mattos e Tania Alice, discutem como as semelhanças e diferenças&amp;nbsp;da&amp;nbsp;linguagem da performance nas&amp;nbsp;Artes Visuais e nas Artes Cênicas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;O encontro é voltado para educadores, artistas e demais públicos afins. As inscrições feitas por telefone ou pessoalmente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;CCBB Educativo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Rua Primeiro de Março, 66, Centro – Primeiro Andar – Rio de Janeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Tel.: (21) 38082070 – 38082254 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Até lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Equipe CCBB Educativo RJ&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/7598376499176196195-3822264437601490151?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3822264437601490151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3822264437601490151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-ccbb-rj-apresenta-de-21-de-maio-18-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-9166869691475813991</id><published>2010-05-26T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:58:50.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jornal do Brasil, 26/05, Caderno B</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S_3DlubS9dI/AAAAAAAAAW0/EU3J2nuOyrk/s1600/26.05.10+-+Jornal+do+Brasil+-+Cad.+B+-+Col.+Heloisa+Tolipan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S_3DlubS9dI/AAAAAAAAAW0/EU3J2nuOyrk/s400/26.05.10+-+Jornal+do+Brasil+-+Cad.+B+-+Col.+Heloisa+Tolipan.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-9166869691475813991?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/9166869691475813991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/9166869691475813991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/05/jornal-do-brasil-2605-caderno-b.html' title='Jornal do Brasil, 26/05, Caderno B'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AmmHLUxkzws&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-1587643660644795956?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1587643660644795956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1587643660644795956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/05/toda-poesia-e-inutil-diante-da-dor-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3813981404735777644</id><published>2010-05-18T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T10:20:36.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você ia construindo o infinito nas  trevas da cidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;propagando  aqueles incêndios&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  soprando ventos improváveis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enquanto  eu sentava a beira dos teus olhos da tua pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(tua pele mobiliava a casa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;entao, eu assistia à entrada do suor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adormecida na beira dos teus cabelos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;querendo achar a chave das tragédias  naufragadas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desencapsulando  gritos oceânicos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teus  poros sempre eram maiores do que as atravessuras cósmicas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maior era você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;neste vasto novo dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nestes raios desconfiados das armadilhas  do silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(sempre achei a  luz dentro do teu corpo)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu  nao deixava de arranjar as raizes compostas pela tua presença&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;recompondo os sóis que teus olhos  penduravam no espaço &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tentando  estabelecer um arranjo com uma nova ordem do mundo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;este arranjo com aquele império que você  era&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3813981404735777644?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3813981404735777644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3813981404735777644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/05/voce-ia-construindo-o-infinito-nas.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2636571000068997362</id><published>2010-05-07T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T14:13:38.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fotos do treinamento ministrado na UNIRIO pelos Heróis do Cotidiano  para 15 artistas/alunos da UNIRIO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concepçao e conduçao  do treinamento: O Coletivo&lt;br /&gt;Técnica de View Points: Jarbas  Albuquerque (Bolsista de Iniciaçao  Artística)&lt;br /&gt;Registro  (fotografia): Vanessa Augusta (Bolsista de Iniciaçao Artística)&lt;br /&gt;Meditaçao  e orientaçao dos bolsistas: Tania Alice&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SAXdPoQII/AAAAAAAAAHc/60962VwjArA/s1600/DSC02513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SAXdPoQII/AAAAAAAAAHc/60962VwjArA/s320/DSC02513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SA2TY97GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/70DjYtp4t-U/s1600/DSC02619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SA2TY97GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/70DjYtp4t-U/s320/DSC02619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SAmDrJDlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vinG1SH67-4/s1600/DSC02533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SAmDrJDlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vinG1SH67-4/s320/DSC02533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SBQUvvY0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OOoGI9y6aXs/s1600/DSC02516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SBQUvvY0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OOoGI9y6aXs/s320/DSC02516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2636571000068997362?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2636571000068997362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2636571000068997362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/05/fotos-do-treinamento-ministrado-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQgKLFLguqM/S-SAXdPoQII/AAAAAAAAAHc/60962VwjArA/s72-c/DSC02513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6862803904746462604</id><published>2010-05-07T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:16:55.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;simplesmente caio, assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque nao sei&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;voar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6862803904746462604?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seminário Boa Praça&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dia 13 de maio,&amp;nbsp;às 19h, na Praça do Teatro  Ziembinski / Tijuca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Exibiçao do documentário "Heróis do Cotidiano" de Antônio  Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S-RIFr0aO7I/AAAAAAAAAWc/OHfgs9Boor4/s1600/Logomarca+Modifica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S-RIFr0aO7I/AAAAAAAAAWc/OHfgs9Boor4/s320/Logomarca+Modifica.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mesa&amp;nbsp;- A Arte&amp;nbsp;É Da Rua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Convidados - Tania Alice,  Licko Turle, Juliana Manhães e  André&amp;nbsp;Garcia Alvez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mediação - Rosyane Trotta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-343028838494022296?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6940142757647064268</id><published>2010-04-15T04:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:26:34.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a cor do céu:&lt;br /&gt;achar você&lt;br /&gt;encaixar malas abertas&lt;br /&gt;re-atar iris e palpebras&lt;br /&gt;acordar a magia fluida&lt;br /&gt;sempre &lt;br /&gt;sem você&lt;br /&gt;sentir a flor da pele tudo o que foi perdido&lt;br /&gt;um dia&lt;br /&gt;em outro lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6940142757647064268?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6940142757647064268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;invade a linha do horizonte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deixa incêndios visivéis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ao olho nu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pele &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acessa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6795150892151724482?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6795150892151724482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6795150892151724482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/04/teu-exercito-invade-sonhos-apaga.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8170502485344350791</id><published>2010-03-28T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:17:09.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;explodir o dentro/fora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para onde nao ha mais nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desefetuar o programado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desprogramar o biopoder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biopolitizar o efetuado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;descanalizar a violência dos pobres poderes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;descobrir o que seria o vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em teus olhos&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem cinzas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8170502485344350791?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8170502485344350791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8170502485344350791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/explodir-o-dentrofora-para-onde-nao-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3622128290607115693</id><published>2010-03-23T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T17:17:21.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trailer oficial do filme "Heróis do Cotidiano" de Antonio Pessoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6lZcTEyqtI/AAAAAAAAATA/cdRSZY6kzGE/s1600-h/Digitalizar0015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6lZcTEyqtI/AAAAAAAAATA/cdRSZY6kzGE/s400/Digitalizar0015.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHbm8GjjkSw"&gt;Assista aqui o trailer oficial do filme "Heróis do Cotidiano"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6laBb2FNTI/AAAAAAAAATI/T4r2PwwQhRQ/s1600-h/Digitalizar0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6laBb2FNTI/AAAAAAAAATI/T4r2PwwQhRQ/s320/Digitalizar0016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3622128290607115693?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3622128290607115693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3622128290607115693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/trailer-oficial-do-filme-herois-do.html' title='Trailer oficial do filme &quot;Heróis do Cotidiano&quot; de Antonio Pessoa'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6lZcTEyqtI/AAAAAAAAATA/cdRSZY6kzGE/s72-c/Digitalizar0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-199795531075137150</id><published>2010-03-23T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:41:53.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--inicio_materia--&gt;   &lt;strong class="at"&gt;Pelos poderes comuns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start --&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Coletivo Heróis do Cotidiano faz performances nas ruas para mostrar  a importância de pequenos atos&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div id="atual"&gt;Publicada em &lt;strong&gt;23/03/2010&lt;/strong&gt; às 12h07m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Lauro  Neto&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;div id="rcm_st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a class="img vt imgLoader" href="http://oglobo.globo.com/fotos/2010/03/23/23_MVG_rio_heroi2.jpg" rel="lightbox" title="Integrante do grupo Heróis do Cotidiano limpando estátua. Foto de Carlos Ivan"&gt;     &lt;img alt="Integrante do grupo Heróis do Cotidiano limpando estátua. Foto de Carlos Ivan" border="0" galleryimg="no" src="http://oglobo.globo.com/fotos/2010/03/23/23_MVB_rio_heroi2.jpg" title="Integrante do grupo Heróis do Cotidiano limpando estátua. Foto de Carlos Ivan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;RIO - Não é um pássaro nem um avião e tampouco o Super-Homem.  Se você vir uns caras fantasiados por aí com "superpoderes", saiba que  são os Heróis do Cotidiano. Liderado pela professora Tania  Alice, da  Escola de Teatro da Unirio, o coletivo faz intervenções urbanas e  performances artísticas com o intuito de mostrar que pequenos atos  heróicos podem ser feitos por qualquer pessoa no dia a dia. Eles já   limparam as estátuas de Gandhi e Getúlio Vargas, colaboraram  com  mutirão em cartório e ajudaram pessoas com gestos simples como dar  atenção a pacientes que chegam a hospitais públicos.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:NewWindow('/rio/video/2010/17161/default.asp','',720,580,'no','no')" target="_self"&gt;Assista  a uma performance do grupo Heróis do Cotidiano&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;- A ideia é fazer uma interferência poética no concreto,  questionando qual o papel do herói hoje. Ações de solidariedade e  cidadania passam a ser vistas como atos de heroísmo. As pessoas sempre  elegem os políticos como vilões e esperam um salvador, enquanto   transferirem sua responsabilidade para os outros. Vi mães me entregando  crianças nos braços enquanto iam resolver problemas - conta Tania Alice,  a Heroína da Escuta (cada membro do grupo tem um superpoder).  &lt;br /&gt;No fim de semana passado, o coletivo foi ao Morro Dona Marta e  fez uma performance pedindo aos moradores que escrevessem em papéis de  que preocupações gostariam de se livrar. Em seguida, problemas como o  medo de desabamento e terremoto (!), falta d'água, carência de saúde e  educação voaram para longe do morro, simbolicamente, amarrados em balões  de gás hélio. Na quinta, eles promovem uma "Medit-ação" no Largo do  Machado, das 12h às 13h.  &lt;br /&gt;-  Será um flash-mob prolongado,  uma alteração do eixo  espaço-tempo.  Queremos fazer todo mês uma meditação em um espaço  público bastante tumultuado.  Seria ótimo se as pessoas viessem  fantasiadas de heróis, pois queremos formar miniligas  - diz Tania, que é  francesa, doutora em Letras e Artes pela Universidade de Aix-Marseille  I.  &lt;br /&gt;O primeiro passo já foi dado: a professora abriu uma turma com 15  vagas para alunos da Unirio para oficinas específicas de meditação e  pointview, técnica de percepção e  coordenação no espaço. Depois, a  ideia é ampliá-lo para fora da universidade. Paralelamente, está sendo  filmado um documentário sobre as intervenções do coletivo, possível  graças ao  Prêmio Funarte "Artes Cênicas nas Ruas 2009" que o grupo  ganhou.   &lt;br /&gt;Mas como seus superpoderes  são limitados, eles também já  passaram por alguns perrengues, como quando foram expulsos do Desfile da  Independência, depois de se infiltrarem no meio dos militares, enquanto  exaltavam-se os "grandes heróis" nacionais.   &lt;br /&gt;- Foi  interessante, pois desconcentramos a Parada de 7 de  setembro até a PM nos  tirar  de lá.  Os militares mais jovens até riram  - ela se diverte.     &lt;br /&gt;Outra situação inusitada rolou foi quando os heróis foram escovar  os dentes da estátua de Getúlio Vargas, também com uma conotação  política.  &lt;br /&gt;- O guarda associou a intervenção a uma baderna, pois estava  perto do carnaval, e estávamos fantasiados. Explicamos que só queríamos  limpar a imagem de Getúlio - brinca o ator Márcio Vito, o Herói da  Eficiência, aluno de Tania.   &lt;br /&gt;O coletivo é formado ainda  pelos alunos da Unirio  Jarbas  Albuquerque (Herói da Paciência) e Larissa Siqueira  (Heroína do  Entendimento), além do  Professor de Teatro da UFRJ  Gilson Motta   (Herói da Organização).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end --&gt;   &lt;!--  --&gt;   &lt;form action="#" method="post" name="frmdadosmateria"&gt;    &lt;input name="categoria" type="hidden" value="Rio" /&gt;    &lt;input name="titulo" type="hidden" value="Coletivo Heróis do Cotidiano faz performances nas ruas para mostrar a importância de pequenos atos" /&gt;    &lt;input name="autor" type="hidden" value="Lauro Neto" /&gt;    &lt;input name="dtcriacao" type="hidden" value="23/03/2010 11:28:27" /&gt;    &lt;input name="dtenvio" type="hidden" value="23/03/2010 12:07:00" /&gt;    &lt;input name="id" type="hidden" value="916149091" /&gt;    &lt;input name="habilitaComentarios" type="hidden" value="1" /&gt; 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font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;Em 2010,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Dharma/Arte  dará início a suas atividades nas áreas de&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blog.dharma.art.br/2009/06/processos-criativos-e-liderancas-autenticas/" style="color: #545454; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Processos Criativos e Lideranças Autênticas&lt;/a&gt;,  com o objetivo de incentivar o diálogo entre a experiência da  consciência e da criatividade nas artes e a área social e  organizacional. Para isso, trará ao país Arawana Hayashi e Michael  Chender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARAWANA HAYASHI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Arawana Hayashi é dançarina e coreógrafa, e seu  trabalho com o movimento tem raízes na Ásia e nas artes ocidentais. Ela  começou seu treinamento em dança no balé clássico, tendo estudado com  Nina Fonaroff (conhecida por sua atuação com Martha Graham), em Nova  York, e no Merce Cunningham Studio. Fez parte do grupo Jamie Cunningham  and Dancers no início da década de 1970 e apresentou-se com Cunningham  em “From the Horse’s Mouth”. Foi membro do corpo docente da Boston  Museum of Fine Arts School, do Massachusetts College of Art e foi  codiretora do programa de dança da Naropa University, em Boulder,  Colorado. Arawana também fundou e dirigiu por 19 anos o Jo Ha Kyu  Performance Group, em Cambridge, Massachusetts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Arawana traz sua extensa experiência nas artes  performáticas e na prática contemplativa ao treinamento de lideranças no  contexto da mudança organizacional e social. É cofundadora do  Presencing Institute, onde ensina com Otto Scharmer e Beth Jandernoa.  Está também desenvolvendo a área de Social Presencing Theater do  instituto. Desde o ano de 2000, faz parte do corpo docente de Processos  Criativos do Authentic Leadership in Action Institute (ALIA) (Shambhala  Institute, Halifax, Canadá), onde participa de programas com Peter  Senge, Otto Scharmer, Peter Block, Bill Joiner, Julio Olalla, Mark  Gerzon e Michael Jones. Também faz parte do corpo docente do programa de  Lideranças Autênticas na Naropa University, em Boulder, Colorado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Em agosto de 2010 (&lt;em&gt;data sujeita a alterações&lt;/em&gt;),  Arawana Hayashi ministrará no Brasil a oficina “Prática de presença  corporal no trabalho de mudança da Teoria U” (Embodied Presence Practice  for Theory U Change Work),&amp;nbsp; voltada para lideranças governamentais, não  governamentais, empresariais e para o público em geral, e “A arte do  verdadeiro movimento”,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;exclusiva para&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blog.dharma.art.br/participe/" style="color: #545454; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Amigos e  Patronos de Dharma/Arte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Arawana também lançará o&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;livro&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.dharma.art.br/2009/06/percepcao-verdadeira/" style="color: #545454; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Dharma/arte: a percepção verdadeira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, de  Chögyam Trungpa&lt;/span&gt;, com introdução à edição brasileira de Meredith  Monk, que Dharma/Arte trouxe ao Brasil em novembro de 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHAEL CHENDER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.dharma.art.br/2009/10/acolhimento-escuta-e-lideranca/" style="color: #545454; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Michael Chender&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;foi um dos fundadores do  Authentic Leadership in Action Institute (ALIA), e é também CEO da  Metals Economics, importante empresa de consultoria na área de  mineração. Baseado nas práticas das tradições contemplativas, o trabalho  de Chender busca responder à necessidade de novas formas de pensamento  que lidem com os desafios complexos do mundo contemporâneo, que não  podem mais ser resolvidos por métodos tradicionais. Atuando em parceria  com empresas e outras instituições, o trabalho do ALIA tem como  fundamento o poder da atenção, da escuta e do engajamento em um espaço  bem construído na busca de soluções inovadoras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Segundo Chender, uma das principais contribuições que  o ALIA traz ao diálogo com outras abordagens inovadoras (como a Teoria  U, o pensamento sistêmico etc.) é tornar mais efetivas essas práticas,  permitindo a apreciação e o acesso à “visão” que as fundamenta, algo que  raramente é explicitado. Essa visão é a visão da interdependência, da  mudança constante, da ausência de pontos de referência para julgamentos,  e é poderosa e inspiradora. Para ter acesso a ela, continua Chender,  temos de lidar com hábitos e métodos que há muito incorporamos. Para  isso precisamos de uma prática pessoal, e podemos dizer que essa prática  é a prática pela qual nos tornamos autênticos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Em novembro de 2010 (&lt;em&gt;data sujeita a alterações&lt;/em&gt;),  Michael Chender visitará o Brasil, a convite de Dharma/Arte, quando  dará palestras públicas e ministrará oficinas. Mais informações em  breve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DHARMA/ARTE:  A PERCEPÇÃO VERDADEIRA,&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;DE CHÖGYAM TRUNGPA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Em 2010, Dharma/Arte publicará o livro&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Dharma/arte:  a percepção verdadeira&lt;/em&gt;, de Chögyam Trungpa, com introdução de  Meredith Monk, escrita especialmente para a edição brasileira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dharma/arte: a percepção verdadeira&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;é uma  coletânea de ensaios sobre a arte e o processo criativo. O próprio  Trungpa esclarece: “O termo dharma/arte não se refere a uma arte com  símbolos ou temas budistas [...]. Refere-se à arte que surge de um  estado da mente do artista que poderia ser chamado de estado meditativo.  É uma atitude direta no trabalho criativo”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;A edição brasileira de ou Dharma/arte contará com uma  introdução de Meredith Monk, e também com textos inéditos, selecionados  por Judith Lief e Carolyn Gimian, editoras pessoais de Trungpa,  responsáveis pela primeira edição do livro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Para saber mais sobre o livro,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blog.dharma.art.br/2009/06/percepcao-verdadeira/" style="color: #545454; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;. Para ler um capítulo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blog.dharma.art.br/2009/06/bondade-fundamental-chogyam-trungpa/" style="color: #545454; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2136318768697425478?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2136318768697425478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2136318768697425478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/httpblog.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2917605094732887308</id><published>2010-03-21T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T09:33:36.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ULtglogZbR8"&gt;Flash Mob em Jerusalem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVJVRywgmYM&amp;amp;NR=1&amp;amp;feature=fvwp"&gt;Stockholm Flash Mob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2917605094732887308?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2917605094732887308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2917605094732887308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/flash-mob-em-jerusalem.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-579375834975958207</id><published>2010-03-20T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T08:22:13.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heróis: Faxina nas Estátuas da Cinelândia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6TmHaz5vTI/AAAAAAAAARY/-TvPBQQYSUY/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6TmHaz5vTI/AAAAAAAAARY/-TvPBQQYSUY/s320/IMG_0935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6TjLkvKcHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Tqg6BCEGhMI/s1600-h/IMG_0933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6TjLkvKcHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Tqg6BCEGhMI/s320/IMG_0933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-579375834975958207?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/579375834975958207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/579375834975958207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/herois-faxina-nas-estatuas-da.html' title='Heróis: Faxina nas Estátuas da Cinelândia'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6TmHaz5vTI/AAAAAAAAARY/-TvPBQQYSUY/s72-c/IMG_0935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-192914404782043419</id><published>2010-03-20T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T05:10:05.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;árvores abatidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;terra devastada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cortes, nao rasgos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você, empurrando para o abismo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todos os dominós enfileirados juntos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tanta violência que nao sei suportar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nao aprendi a ler a inundaçao de um amor por outros incêndios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;incendiado, você: nos tsunamizou &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;decai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;recai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só você para saber&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;destruir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apagar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;depois cantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;soletrando com silêncios &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em outras peles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o requiem de um amor morto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-192914404782043419?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/192914404782043419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/192914404782043419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/arvores-abatidas-terra-devastada-cortes.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6399260175355169800</id><published>2010-03-19T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T05:50:54.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Meditations, NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DK7m2CMgI2E"&gt;Inter Act: Public Meditation in New York Subway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U4Hdl9A6Kn0"&gt;"Sit Down, Rise Up": Meditation in Manhattan City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Convite  para MEDIT-açao performática 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que é?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Isto é o convite para participar de uma medit-açao performática.&lt;br /&gt;A segunda, após a primeira tentativa feliz no Largo da Carioca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Um flash-mob prolongado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Uma alteraçao do eixo espaço-tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Uma respiraçao diferenciada, que conduz a uma percepçao alterada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Iremos nos sentar no chao, em posiçao de meditacao, e meditar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Só isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sua presença é fundamental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando? Onde?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quinta-feira, dia 25 de março&lt;/b&gt;, nas praças principais de todas as cidades do Brasil.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No Rio de Janeiro, será no Largo do Machado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Das 12:00 às 13:00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E possível chegar atrasado, se sentar e participar. E possível ficar mais tempo do que o tempo estipulado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que faremos?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Simplesmente sentar e meditar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sentar com as pernas cruzadas, com os olhos abertos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fixamos um ponto e estabilizamos a mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Paramos de reagir de forma condicionada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ampliamos nossa liberdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nos apropriamos do espaço público.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nao fingimos que meditamos. Meditamos mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Percebemos o que acontece à nossa volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mas nao reagimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;é possível. Sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como ir?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Qualquer roupa serve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quem?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Esta iniciativa é uma iniciativa coletiva, de todos que querem paz, luz e que acreditam também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;que o espaço publico nao precisa ser funcionalizado. Pertence a todos nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Portanto, todo mundo está convidado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Participem dessa experiencia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quem quiser documentar (fotografar, filmar) será igualmente bemvindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Por favor, divulgem este e-mail para todos os seus conhecidos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quanto mais gente, mais interessante será!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Informaçoes: &lt;a class="ecxmoz-txt-link-abbreviated" href="mailto:heroidocotidiano@gmail.com"&gt;heroidocotidiano@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6399260175355169800?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6399260175355169800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6399260175355169800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/public-meditations-nyc.html' title='Public Meditations, NYC'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3310984569818134058</id><published>2010-03-18T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T19:52:09.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hérois do Cotidiano nas Ruas do Rio de Janeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6LmS53O2EI/AAAAAAAAARA/oKYqZfj8_t8/s1600-h/IMG_0960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6LmS53O2EI/AAAAAAAAARA/oKYqZfj8_t8/s320/IMG_0960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6LmtB-Ep8I/AAAAAAAAARI/WfnGrVlTGrY/s1600-h/IMG_0961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6LmtB-Ep8I/AAAAAAAAARI/WfnGrVlTGrY/s320/IMG_0961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3310984569818134058?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3310984569818134058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3310984569818134058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/herois-do-cotidiano-nas-ruas-do-rio-de.html' title='Hérois do Cotidiano nas Ruas do Rio de Janeiro'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S6LmS53O2EI/AAAAAAAAARA/oKYqZfj8_t8/s72-c/IMG_0960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-386852306150374611</id><published>2010-03-18T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T19:30:07.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;minuto após minuto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;decifrando aquilo que já há&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lendo sonhos &amp;amp; latências esquecidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;derramando poeira dourada em túmulos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;voc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;beirando imaginários&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desarrumando os tremores da pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(a noite é um tremor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cílios no silêncio das águas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acordando cem sóis e um rouxinol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desencontro arranjos com a poeira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tento recompor sua palavra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nao há mais nada sem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-386852306150374611?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/386852306150374611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/386852306150374611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/voce-minuto-apos-minuto-decifrando.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2349229322107543154</id><published>2010-03-12T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T05:04:08.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ocupar o lugar das desmedidas controladas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tremer na chegada das florestas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fanfarras, moedas, gritos &amp;amp; flashes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- se é o que queremos -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nos esvaziam algum tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[toda ascensao contém o preço do seu próprio esquecimento]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;há, depois:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desfazer o peso das expectativas projetadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ser lido sem homenagens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no silêncio da noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no mundo &lt;br /&gt;da pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2349229322107543154?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2349229322107543154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2349229322107543154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/ocupar-o-lugar-das-desmedidas.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2941429951146005098</id><published>2010-03-11T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:04:52.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;11/03/2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liga de herois da UNIRIO intervém no Morro Dona Marta no sábado, 13/03 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Escola de Teatro da UNIRIO está abrigando mais uma proposta inovadora nas Artes &lt;br /&gt;Cênicas, o Coletivo performático Herois do Cotidiano, formado pela Professora do &lt;br /&gt;Departamento de Teoria do Teatro Tania Alice, pelos alunos Márcio Vito, Larissa &lt;br /&gt;Siqueira e Jarbas Albuquerque e pelo Professor de Teatro da UFRJ Gilson Motta. &lt;br /&gt;Contemplado pelo edital “Artes Cênicas na Ruas” da FUNARTE, o Coletivo vem &lt;br /&gt;realizando uma série de intervenções nas ruas do Rio de Janeiro. &lt;br /&gt;Depois de ter, entre outros, escovado os dentes da estátua de Getúlio Vargas mês &lt;br /&gt;passado, faxinado as estátuas da Cinelândia no dia 9 de março, intervindo em um &lt;br /&gt;problema de saneamento básico no Centro, deitado ao lado de moradores de rua e &lt;br /&gt;organizado uma meditaçao coletiva no Largo da Carioca, o coletivo Herois do &lt;br /&gt;Cotidiano, com seus ﬁgurinos de super heróis do cotidiano, parte para mais uma &lt;br /&gt;intervenção. Desta vez o palco é o Largo do Michael, no Morro Dona Marta, em &lt;br /&gt;Botafogo. Os moradores daquela comunidade poderão anotar suas preocupações em &lt;br /&gt;papeizinhos que serão amarrados em balões. Em seguida, os balões de helium serão &lt;br /&gt;soltados no céu e as preocupações irão, simbolicamente, sobrevoar e se afastar da &lt;br /&gt;Comunidade. A atividade está marcada para as 10h30 de sábado, dia 13. &lt;br /&gt;Partindo da percepção de que, atualmente, o heroísmo nas ações do cotidiano vem &lt;br /&gt;sendo estimulado por diversos setores da sociedade e da constatação de que vivemos &lt;br /&gt;cercados de heróis e pseudo-heróis que nos são por vezes impostos pela História e pela &lt;br /&gt;mídia, o grupo elaborou uma série de ações performáticas a serem realizadas nas ruas &lt;br /&gt;do Rio de Janeiro, ações que questionam o sentido do heroísmo na contemporaneidade. &lt;br /&gt;A partir destas intervenções, que estão sendo registradas em vídeo, surgiu a vontade de &lt;br /&gt;realizar um documentário sobre as ações heróicas, e que se apresenta não como um &lt;br /&gt;registro das intervenções, mas como uma intervenção independente, elaborada a partir &lt;br /&gt;do material coletado. A proposta é de fazer um material no formato docu-drama, &lt;br /&gt;ﬁlmado por Antonio Pessoa, ex-aluno da UNIRIO, e que mescla ﬁcção com o material &lt;br /&gt;coletado. &lt;br /&gt;A Profa. Dra. Tania Alice está desenvolvendo o projeto de pesquisa intitulado "Herói e &lt;br /&gt;sacrifício da Grécia Antiga até a Contemporaneidade: performance e dramaturgia a &lt;br /&gt;partir do mito de Iﬁgênia" na UNIRIO. &lt;br /&gt;Local: Largo do Michael - Morro Dona Marta, Botafogo. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.unirio.br &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2941429951146005098?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2941429951146005098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2941429951146005098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/wwwuniriobr.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-7754874164352761444</id><published>2010-03-11T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:39:03.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5lw9nBEEFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cl439re2B5Q/s1600-h/cidade-atravessa-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5lw9nBEEFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cl439re2B5Q/s640/cidade-atravessa-1.jpg" width="352" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7754874164352761444?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7754874164352761444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7754874164352761444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5lw9nBEEFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cl439re2B5Q/s72-c/cidade-atravessa-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-1253534986672574528</id><published>2010-03-11T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:53:26.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Confraria do Vento,  a Casa das Rosas e o projeto OX promovem  o evento “Cidade aTravessa: poesia dos lugares” na Travessa 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Encontro será  o primeiro de uma série que promete ocupar a livraria do Centro do  Rio uma vez por mês&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Fruto de uma parceria  inédita entre a Confraria do Vento, a Casa das Rosas e o Projeto OX,  a Livraria da Travessa 1 promove o evento “Cidade aTravessa: poesia  dos lugares”, no dia 19 de março, a partir das 18h. Este primeiro  encontro contará com entrevistas, leituras, performances, exibição  de curtas e lançamento de cinco livros de poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Durante o evento, o poeta   e produtor cultural Chacal – um dos maiores agitadores culturais do  cenário carioca – e o crítico literário, professor, tradutor e  poeta premiado Carlos Felipe Moisés, serão entrevistados no local,  onde também será lançado o novo livro do autor e ganhador de vários  prêmios Sacolinha. Já a autora de livros infantis e infanto-juvenis  Suzana Vargas e a americana Farnoosh Fathi, entre outros convidados,  lerão seus próprios poemas. Outra estrangeira que confirmou presença  é a francesa Tania Alice, que fará uma performance. A  cinematografia  estará representada com a exibição do curta “Cinco poemas concretos”,  do carioca Christian Caselli, que em 2006 teve uma mostra em Portugal  em sua homenagem.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Com curadoria do poeta  Márcio-André e apresentação de Clóvis Bulcão, o evento é uma  tentativa de criar um núcleo irradiador e abrangente de poesia e artes  afins no Rio de Janeiro, tal como se tornou a Casa das Rosas em São  Paulo. “Cidade aTravessa: poesia dos lugares” unirá os movimentos  destas duas e de outras cidades do mundo, fazendo convergir o que há  de mais contemporâneo em iniciativas poéticas no país. O objetivo  é estabelecer no Centro do Rio um ponto de encontro para escritores, &lt;i&gt; performers&lt;/i&gt;, poetas sonoros e cineastas que experimentam a poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Desde o final de 2009,  a rede de lojas Livraria da Travessa adotou novo perfil em sua loja  original, na Travessa do Ouvidor, no Centro do Rio de Janeiro,  privilegiando  as editoras independentes e universitárias e reconhecendo a força  dos chamados &lt;i&gt;Long Sellers&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Forever Sellers&lt;/i&gt; ou &lt;i&gt;Slow  Sellers &lt;/i&gt;(que vendem a longo prazo, sempre ou aos poucos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;O projeto é&amp;nbsp;um  investimento da Livraria da Travessa e de dois aliados de peso: a LIBRE  (Liga Brasileira de Editoras) e a ABEU (Associação Brasileira das  Editoras Universitárias). As duas associações reúnem mais de 200  pequenas e médias editoras, efetivamente agentes e defensoras do  conceito  de bibliodiversidade estampado na fachada da loja, que nada mais é  do que diversidade editorial.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PROGRAMAÇÃO COMPLETA:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;leitura: &lt;/b&gt; Suzanna Vargas (RJ), Paulo Scott (RS), Farnoosh Fathi (EUA), Casé Lontra   Marques (ES), Alexandre Moraes (ES), Wladimir Cazé (BA), Ronaldo Ferrito   (RJ) e Gustavo Jobim (RJ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;performance e  poesia sonora: &lt;/b&gt;Márcio-André, Victor Paes e Tania Alice (França)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;entrevistas ao vivo: &lt;/b&gt; Chacal e Carlos Felipe Moisés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;exibição de curtas:  “&lt;/b&gt;Cinco poemas concretos”, de Cristhian Caseli, “Silêncio”,  de Samuel Beckett, e “Anatomy of Dacay”, de Donny Correia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lançamento de livros:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“&lt;/b&gt;A densidade do céu sobre a  demolição”, de Casé Lontra Marques (R$ 19,00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;“A sequência de todos os passos”,  de Alexandre Moraes (R$ 19,00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;“Graduado em marginalidade”, de Sacolinha   (R$ 32,00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;“Macromundo”, de Wladimir Cazé (R$  19,00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;“Blue note insônia”, de Tania Alice (R$ 15,00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial Narrow; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EVENTO CIDADE  ATRAVESSA: POESIA DOS LUGARES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DATA: &lt;/b&gt; sexta-feira, 19 de março de 2010, a partir das 18h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOCAL: &lt;/b&gt; TRAVESSA 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENDEREÇO&lt;/b&gt;: Travessa do Ouvidor,  17 – Centro – Rio de Janeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TELEFONE&lt;/b&gt;: 2505-0400&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-1253534986672574528?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1253534986672574528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1253534986672574528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/confraria-do-vento-casa-das-rosas-e-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-7114928294616831298</id><published>2010-03-11T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T03:36:59.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cada fio do meu cabelo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você estendia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;até as tomadas do caos cósmico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e ligava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(o que tinha por efeito de apagar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;irremediavelmente todas as janelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as cidades &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que nao tinhamos abertas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dentro de nós)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7114928294616831298?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7114928294616831298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7114928294616831298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/cada-fio-do-meu-cabelo-voce-estendia.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-1300788104490038394</id><published>2010-03-06T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T15:27:03.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vamos à Ilha de Teshima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15 000 coraçoes coletados por Boltanski nos esperam por lá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arquivos do coraçao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talvez vivos (ou mortos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;registrados para um eterno silêncio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15 000 + 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;naquele preciso instante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; vivos (ou mortos?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gravados em um momento de eterno silêncio, nós:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vivos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(ou mortos?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;/Buddha, sorrindo/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arquivos mortos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nós, vivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em algum lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5LioM-_l9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/WjJlP1x55mk/s1600-h/360-bo58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5LioM-_l9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/WjJlP1x55mk/s320/360-bo58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-1300788104490038394?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1300788104490038394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1300788104490038394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/vamos-ilha-de-teshima-15-000-coracoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5LioM-_l9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/WjJlP1x55mk/s72-c/360-bo58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6140417698565940504</id><published>2010-03-06T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:58:10.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>artur rimbaud, uma estaçao no inferno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;On ne part pas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Reprenons les chemins d'ici, chargé de mon vice, le vice qui a poussé ses racines de souffrance à mon côté, dès l'âge de raison - qui monte au ciel, me bat, me renverse, me traîne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;La dernière innocence et la dernière timidité. C'est dit. Ne pas porter au monde mes dégoûts et mes trahisons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Allons! La marche, le fardeau, le désert, l'ennui et la colère. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A qui me louer? Quelle bête faut-il adorer? Quelle sainte image attaque-t-on? Quels coeurs briserai-je? Quel mensonge dois-je tenir? - Dans quel sang marcher? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Plutôt, se garder de la justice. - La vie dure, l'abrutissement simple, - soulever, le poing desséché, le couvercle du cercueil, s'asseoir, s'étouffer. Ainsi point de vieillesse, ni de dangers: la terreur n'est pas française. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Ah! je suis tellement délaissé que j'offre à n'importe quelle divine image des élans vers la perfection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ô mon abnégation, ô ma charité merveilleuse! ici-bas, pourtant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;De profundis Domine&lt;/i&gt;, suis-je bête!&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/7598376499176196195-6140417698565940504?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6140417698565940504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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e andando perdi o norte &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perdi o sul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;leste / oeste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;até a bússola&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perdi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-1759239194316728860?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1759239194316728860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1759239194316728860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/algo-eterno-sempre-fica-debaixo-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-44054796993478925</id><published>2010-03-05T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:01:19.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"mil passados e nenhum futuro"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5GlNF-E68I/AAAAAAAAAQE/724zXYtz040/s1600-h/el-secreto-de-sus-ojos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5GlNF-E68I/AAAAAAAAAQE/724zXYtz040/s320/el-secreto-de-sus-ojos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-44054796993478925?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/44054796993478925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/44054796993478925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/mil-passados-e-nenhum-futuro.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5GlNF-E68I/AAAAAAAAAQE/724zXYtz040/s72-c/el-secreto-de-sus-ojos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3389227174933596129</id><published>2010-03-05T05:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T05:01:45.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;era tao impossível&lt;br /&gt;o cume do esquecimento&lt;br /&gt;(contrapondo: a lei da gravidade, a rotacao dos astros, as linhas de fuga)&lt;br /&gt;células &amp;amp; memórias da pele&lt;br /&gt;gritos incompreensiveis&lt;br /&gt;para que a terra voltasse a tremer&lt;br /&gt;o caos original&lt;br /&gt;e agora &lt;br /&gt;hordas famintas&lt;br /&gt;teu mundo&lt;br /&gt;(o mundo) &lt;br /&gt;nao parava de morrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btk0E6D7A1M &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3389227174933596129?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3389227174933596129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3389227174933596129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/era-tao-impossivel-o-cume-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-7149045789342584782</id><published>2010-03-05T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T05:00:48.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heróis na dona marta, 2/03/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5D96lx71-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/DMBmIWZaI1A/s1600-h/IMG_0734.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5D96lx71-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/DMBmIWZaI1A/s320/IMG_0734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5D-703jbZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/H1rHQGCm5Oo/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5D-703jbZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/H1rHQGCm5Oo/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5D_eGfV8-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/rfR5_7PNxto/s1600-h/IMG_0742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5D_eGfV8-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/rfR5_7PNxto/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5D-VfVQ4hI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Wp9u4q55u_4/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S5D-VfVQ4hI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Wp9u4q55u_4/s320/IMG_0812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7149045789342584782?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-1988657405759534256</id><published>2010-03-04T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:22:49.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tecia redes com seus olhos para ralentar a queda&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;afogava todo nascimento com gritos ou pequenos silêncios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;as maos, o corpo nao se deixavam arrancar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pintava branco desnecessário em suas paredes&lt;br /&gt;momentos sem nome &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque tudo era insônia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nesse exato e extenso instante &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-1988657405759534256?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1988657405759534256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1988657405759534256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/03/tecia-redes-com-seus-olhos-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2593521699566537050</id><published>2010-02-27T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T19:23:43.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reynaldo bessa musica tania alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohrX6bAFUl4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohrX6bAFUl4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2593521699566537050?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2593521699566537050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;em que me reciclar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-9035398267094999404?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/9035398267094999404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/9035398267094999404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/sua-pergunta-sou-o-que-lembro-ou-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-7649053655388481552</id><published>2010-02-26T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:05:32.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as migalhas do nosso tempo eu devorava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fazia, desfazia, refazia em memórias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ampliava o que tinha sido:&lt;br /&gt;detalhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fazia uma pesquisa de ampliaçoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alternava possibilidades de nao-esquecimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fixava iris em cima do céu até onde cegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amanha morava hoje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7649053655388481552?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7649053655388481552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7649053655388481552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-migalhas-do-nosso-tempo-eu-devorava.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-5456561769259476612</id><published>2010-02-26T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:30:25.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>medit-acao, 25/02/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;performance/medit-acao&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4f2dlUE4GI/AAAAAAAAAPc/u1Pq7BmPiwo/s1600/meditacao" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4f2dlUE4GI/AAAAAAAAAPc/u1Pq7BmPiwo/s320/meditacao" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3126703641506821197</id><published>2010-02-24T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T04:38:18.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>performance 24/02/2010: central do brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XeIlAM1SI/AAAAAAAAAOU/HdMlt7yE_sM/s1600-h/IMG_0687+c%C3%B3pia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Intervençao no Centro:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chamado imprevisto: problemas de esgoto nao resolvidos pela CEDAI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;agressao por protetores da igreja evangélica "deus é amor"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;entrevistas na central do brasil (michael jackson &amp;amp; muitos transeúntes)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;medo da supervia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;deitar no chao com moradores de rua&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;movimentaçao em pé&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(...) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XeIlAM1SI/AAAAAAAAAOU/HdMlt7yE_sM/s320/IMG_0687+c%C3%B3pia.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XdBs3Qe8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/waYhD_1tKmM/s1600-h/IMG_0676+c%C3%B3pia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XdBs3Qe8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/waYhD_1tKmM/s320/IMG_0676+c%C3%B3pia.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4Xdy7dXjRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/HazHUCSlEDM/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4Xdy7dXjRI/AAAAAAAAAOM/HazHUCSlEDM/s320/IMG_0683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XeuvkaROI/AAAAAAAAAOc/b6yEidqVSUU/s1600-h/IMG_0689+c%C3%B3pia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XeuvkaROI/AAAAAAAAAOc/b6yEidqVSUU/s320/IMG_0689+c%C3%B3pia.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XfLt0hmuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/k9gs27jBBDQ/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XfLt0hmuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/k9gs27jBBDQ/s320/IMG_0691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(foto: Eléonore Guisnet / Antonio Pessoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;para atingir o azul, uso pássaros"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"as coisas nao querem mais ser vistas por pessoas raoáveis: eles desejam ser olhadas de azul"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"poesia é voar fora de asa"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"me procurei a vida inteira e nao me achei - pelo que fui salvo"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(manoel de barros)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3126703641506821197?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3126703641506821197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3126703641506821197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/performance-24022010-central-do-brasil.html' title='performance 24/02/2010: central do brasil'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S4XeIlAM1SI/AAAAAAAAAOU/HdMlt7yE_sM/s72-c/IMG_0687+c%C3%B3pia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-7645701864868705803</id><published>2010-02-20T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T04:32:26.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;inundava caixas postais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enquanto você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;afundava retinas em um céu assustador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;? o que mora por trás da pele ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; seu corpo recitava emergências&lt;br /&gt;murmurava: profecias &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoje se desfaz em alguma esquina&lt;br /&gt;algum sonho onde você demora&lt;br /&gt;uma natureza última revelada pelo suor&lt;br /&gt;? o que fica por trás da pele ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7645701864868705803?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7645701864868705803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7645701864868705803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/caixas-postais-enquanto-voce-afundava.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-1832832475064566484</id><published>2010-02-19T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:18:42.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;as vezes rompe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- desconexao - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a ponte com o efêmero, o frágil, a tênue linha de demarcaçao entre o céu e o inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(se essas coisas existissem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;despeço dos anjos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sigo caindo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(se deus existisse &amp;amp; a eternidade, adao, eva, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;contabilizo abismos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;desenrolo serpentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;devoro primaveras para chegar no verao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(como se chegar em algum lugar existisse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sempre mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(tempo, espaço, linguagem - como se existissem) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;contadora de buracos improváveis&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/7598376499176196195-1832832475064566484?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1832832475064566484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/1832832475064566484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-vezes-rompe-desconexao-ponte-com-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-4828900398013083383</id><published>2010-02-19T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:31:04.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S368KNYMAmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/FIDLTPk6DLo/s1600-h/IMG_4879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S368KNYMAmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/FIDLTPk6DLo/s320/IMG_4879.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;procuro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nao atropelar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a ordem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;daquele lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;que inventamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7598376499176196195-4828900398013083383?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4828900398013083383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4828900398013083383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/procuro-nao-atropelar-ordem-daquele.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S368KNYMAmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/FIDLTPk6DLo/s72-c/IMG_4879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2495253973172541030</id><published>2010-02-18T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:47:05.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acredite,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;existe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uma primavera no trajeto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;folhas secas pelas ruas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;muitas fugas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;travessas a cada instante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;outros barulhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eternidade suada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;existe, sim:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um&amp;nbsp;aeroporto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bandos de aves no céu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uma eternidade só&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a luz que corria em volta do corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;súplicas arrancandas ao tempo cortante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;existe, sim:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;atravessando milênios &amp;amp; séculos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uma hora só&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;caíndo de uma nuvém improvável:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2495253973172541030?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2495253973172541030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2495253973172541030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/acredite-existe-uma-primavera-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8862012175667579691</id><published>2010-02-17T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T11:05:52.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gravada na memória das células&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;gotas de suor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esperma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esta nota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;impossível raio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lanço ancoras&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em buracos negros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pesco silêncios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8862012175667579691?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8862012175667579691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8862012175667579691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/gravada-na-memoria-das-celulas-de-suor.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2759020014993908174</id><published>2010-02-15T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:49:22.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reynaldo bessa, "outros barulhos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S3lsHI6A_BI/AAAAAAAAAN0/gMpcyEfwVrM/s1600-h/DSC03981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S3lsHI6A_BI/AAAAAAAAAN0/gMpcyEfwVrM/s320/DSC03981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"seu corpo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;é o único argumento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;que nao sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;refutar".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(p. 104)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Foto: Eléonore Guisnet &amp;amp; Tania Alice - 24 heures de la vie d'une femme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2759020014993908174?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2759020014993908174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2759020014993908174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/reynaldo-bessa-outros-barulhos.html' title='reynaldo bessa, &quot;outros barulhos&quot;'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S3lsHI6A_BI/AAAAAAAAAN0/gMpcyEfwVrM/s72-c/DSC03981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8975370358384712346</id><published>2010-02-15T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T05:07:57.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Participaçao em Contra-Antologia, work in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Editora Anome Livros &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Portuguesia – Contra-antologia&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;img align="top" alt="Wilmar Silva, autor de Portuguesia - Contra-Antologia" height="300" src="http://www.opperaa.com/userfiles/image/literatura/2009/09/portuguesia.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O poeta, pesquisador e escritor brasileiro Wilmar Silva foi o principal responsável pela compilação de poemas para o projeto Portuguesia – Contra-antologia. Este projeto possui a ousada proposta de reunir referências em poesia dos principais países de língua portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;Participam do livro e do DVD 101 poetas que nasceram, escreveram ou moraram Minas Gerais, Portugal, Guiné-Bissau e Cabo Verde. O livro, com 512 páginas, traz reflexões sobre as diferentes experiências de linguagem possíveis na atualidade.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os autores participam com cinco poemas cada um, além de interpretarem os próprios versos em performances registradas no DVD.&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a primeira parte do projeto. A próxima etapa pretende abordar autores de todas as nações que falam português.&lt;br /&gt;Posteriormente, a iniciativa vai se voltar para a América hispânica. O objetivo maior desta pesquisa é encontrar a diversidade de vozes poéticas em diferentes países.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8975370358384712346?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8975370358384712346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8975370358384712346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/participacao-em-obra-coletivo-in.html' title='Participaçao em Contra-Antologia, work in progress'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-300835095931091305</id><published>2010-02-14T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T04:32:37.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>verao arte contemporanea 2010 - performances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S3fYGDTbriI/AAAAAAAAAM8/i_7oFUfa-ZE/s1600-h/DSC03908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GPXkvXe3UUQ&amp;amp;sms_ss=email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Reynaldo Bessa canta Wilmar 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align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;note: a palavra sempre destrói a página&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;as horas que vestimos juntos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;casacos de pele quentes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;les habits des heures passées ensemble&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;agora rastros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;gazelas despedaçadas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;note: le reste est silence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;la nuit se dépeuple peu à peu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;tanto silencio onde não estamos mais&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;chamamos de silencio a musica que não conseguimos mais ouvir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;escorpião penetrando tuas dunas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;a noite são asas de urubu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;hienas só uivam no silêncio &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;raposas famintas atravessam areias &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;la nuit les chacals percent le corps&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;havia uma sombra, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;água&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;avant qu’elle ne se dépeuple en désert&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;une note parfaite&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;envoie-moi l’adresse de cette note&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;de hora em hora o deserto cresce &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;avant que le cri des hyènes n’envahisse définitivement la nuit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;le silence croissant du désert, note&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;porque o resto é silencio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;e ninguém sobrevive de silencio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-30315194018689330?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/30315194018689330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/30315194018689330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-teu-deserto-me-diga-teu-endereco.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3700624218801776951</id><published>2010-02-12T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:04:28.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="texto"&gt;   &lt;span class="titulo_lar"&gt;VERÃO POESIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATA: 08 a 10 de fevereiro&lt;br /&gt;HORÁRIO: 10 às 12h, 15 às 19h e 20 às 22h.&lt;br /&gt;LOCAL: Teatro João Ceschiatti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FICHA TÉCNICA&lt;br /&gt;Concepção e Curadoria: Wilmar Silva / Poetas e Performers: Adriana Versiani, Adriano Menezes, Ana Gusmão, Antonio Miranda, Artur Gomes, Bárbara Morais, Daniel Bilac, Dioli, Eduardo Jorge, Fabrício Marques, Francesco Napoli, Gilberto Mauro, João Ventura, Joaquim Palmeira, Jovino Machado, Júlia Zuza, Kaio Carmona, Kiko Ferreira, Laia Ferrari, Leonardo de Magalhaens, Luís Serguilha, Luiz Edmundo Alves, Mário Alex Rosa, Milton César Pontes, Nícollas Ranieri, Regina Mello, Reynaldo Bessa, Rogério Barbosa, Ronaldo Werneck, Sebastián Moreno, Tania Alice, Wagner Moreira, Wagner Rocha, Wilmar Silva.&lt;br /&gt;Ingresso R$ 2,00 (inteira) R$ 1,00 (meia) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSIFICAÇÃO: LIVRE.&lt;br /&gt;Verão poesia: a poesia brasileira de minas gerais: invenção: experiências e linguagens: unidade: contrastes: performances: diálogos: a morte das vanguardas: poéticas experimentais de agora: a língua em estado de poesia:&lt;br /&gt;intervenção viva: poetas: poemas ao vivo: eu outro.&lt;br /&gt;PROGRAMAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08 de fevereiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00 às 12:00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00 às 10:30 -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ABERTURA: Ione de Medeiros e Wilmar Silva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- VIVERÃO POESIA - &lt;/strong&gt;Homenagem  ao jornalista e poeta Alécio Cunha.&lt;br /&gt;- Lançamento da Plaquete:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memória  de Mim&lt;/em&gt;, org. Mário Alex Rosa.&lt;br /&gt;- Leituras de poemas dos participantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:30 às 12:00 -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROGRAMA AO VIVO  rádio educativa UFMG 104,5 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Tropofonia – uma  experiência de linguagem&lt;/em&gt;: Oliverio Girondo e Djami Sezostre.&lt;br /&gt;c/ Sebastián Moreno (Argentina), Laia Ferrari (Argentina), Francesco Napoli, Cristina Borges, Wilmar Silva e Rafael Muñoz Zayas (Espanha).&lt;br /&gt;- Lançamento      revistacd &lt;em&gt;Tropofonia&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:00 às 15:00&lt;/strong&gt; - INTERVALO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15:00 às 19:00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15:00 às 16:30&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- PROVOCAÇÃO &lt;/strong&gt;Poesia:  Existência, Linguagem, Conceito, Processo, Arte.&lt;br /&gt;MEDULAS DE DIÁLOGO: Heidegger, Yves Klein, Al Berto, Roberto  Piva.&lt;br /&gt;c/ Wagner Rocha, Luís Serguilha (Portugal), Luiz Edmundo  Alves.&lt;br /&gt;Provocador Ronaldo Werneck.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos:&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Heidegger e a  poética do ser: interseções entre filosofia e poesia&lt;/em&gt;, Wagner Rocha.&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Korso&lt;/em&gt;, Luís  Serguilha.&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Uvas Verdes&lt;/em&gt;,  Luiz Edmundo Alves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16:30 às 17:30&lt;/strong&gt; - INTERVALO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17:30 às 19:00&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERÃO POETAS:  ILIMITES AO LÉU&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C/ Adriana Versiani, Nícollas Ranieri, Regina Mello,  Reynaldo Bessa.&lt;br /&gt;Provocador Wilmar Silva&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos:&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Cinquenta&lt;/em&gt;,  Regina Mello.&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Outros barulhos&lt;/em&gt; e cd &lt;em&gt;Com os dentes...&lt;/em&gt;, Reynaldo Bessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19:00 às 20:00&lt;/strong&gt; - INTERVALO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20:00 às 22:00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20:00 às 21:00&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maresia&lt;/em&gt;: hiperleitura  poemas de António Ramos Rosa.&lt;br /&gt;C/ João Ventura e Gilberto Mauro: voz, piano e eletrônicos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21:00 às 22:00 &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Musicacha&lt;/em&gt;:  instalação sonora poemas de Wilmar Silva.&lt;br /&gt;C/ Gilberto Mauro.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos: &lt;br /&gt;- Cd &lt;em&gt;Musicacha&lt;/em&gt;,  Gilberto Mauro e Wilmar Silva.&lt;br /&gt;- Revista &lt;em&gt;Atlântica&lt;/em&gt; de cultura ibero-americana, João Ventura (Portugal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09 de fevereiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00 às 12:00&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERÃO POETAS:  ILIMITES AO LÉU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;C/ Adriano Menezes, Daniel Bilac, Júlia Zuza, Milton César  Pontes, Rafael Muñoz Zayas (Espanha).&lt;br /&gt;Provocador Kaio Carmona.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos:&lt;br /&gt;- Jornal &lt;em&gt;A Parada&lt;/em&gt;,  Daniel Bilac e Valquíria Rabelo.&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Sones di dicha&lt;/em&gt;,  Rafael Muñoz Zayas.&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;SILVAREDO  poética não completa&lt;/em&gt;, Wilmar Silva&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:00 às 15:00 - &lt;/strong&gt;INTERVALO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15:00 às 16:30&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROVOCAÇÃO &lt;/strong&gt;Poéticas  Experimentais Século XX: Vida e Morte das Vanguardas&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;MEDULAS DE DIÁLOGO Sol Lewitt, Ezra Pound, Arthur Rimbaud,  Poesia Concreta.&lt;br /&gt;C/ Antonio Miranda, Eduardo Jorge, Rogério Barbosa &lt;br /&gt;Provocador Wagner Moreira.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos:&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Memórias Infames&lt;/em&gt;,  poemas de Antonio Miranda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16:30 às 17:30 - &lt;/strong&gt;INTERVALO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17:30 às 19:00&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERFORMANCE: ENSAIO  AO VIVO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C/ Ana Gusmão, Artur Gomes, Bárbara Morais, Tania Alice&lt;br /&gt;Provocador Francesco Napoli.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos:&lt;br /&gt;- Coleção “Nome a Nombre”, livros de Tania Alice e Javier  Galarza (Argentina).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19:00 às 20:00&lt;/strong&gt; - INTERVALO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20:00 às 22:00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20:00 às 20:30&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERFORMANCE POESIA  BIOSONORA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEONÃO&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;C/ Francesco Napoli e Wilmar Silva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20:30 às 22:00 &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROVOCAÇÃO &lt;/strong&gt;Poéticas  em Minas Gerais:  Contrastes, Diferenças, Rupturas, Tradição, Invenção.&lt;br /&gt;MEDULAS DE DIÁLOGO Poesia de Belo Horizonte 1980 a 2000.&lt;br /&gt;C/ Fabrício Marques, Mário Alex Rosa, Kaio Carmona.&lt;br /&gt;Provocador Rogério Barbosa.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 de fevereiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00 às 12:00&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERÃO POETAS:  ILIMITES AO LÉU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;C/ Dioli, Diovvanni Mendonça, Fabrício Marques, Leonardo de  Magalhaens, Luiz Edmundo Alves.&lt;br /&gt;Provocador Marcos Fabrício.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos:&lt;br /&gt;- Jornal &lt;em&gt;Barkaça.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Projeto &lt;em&gt;Pão e Poesia&lt;/em&gt;,  1º lugar prêmio pontos de mídia livre (minc). &lt;br /&gt;- Jornal &lt;em&gt;Suplemento  Literário de Minas Gerais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:00 às 15:00 - &lt;/strong&gt; INTERVALO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15:00 às 16:30&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROVOCAÇÃO &lt;/strong&gt;Portuguesia  contraantologia: Minas entre os povos da mesma língua, antropologia de uma  poética.&lt;br /&gt;MEDULAS DE DIÁLOGO Poéticas de Minas Gerais, Portugal,  Guiné-Bissau e Cabo Verde.&lt;br /&gt;C/ Luís Serguilha, Wagner Moreira e Wilmar Silva.&lt;br /&gt;Provocador João Ventura.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos:&lt;br /&gt;- Livro/Dvd &lt;em&gt;Portuguesia&lt;/em&gt;,  org. Wilmar Silva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16:30 às 17:30&lt;/strong&gt; - INTERVALO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17:30 às 19:00&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERÃO POETAS:  ILIMITES AO LÉU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;C/ Jovino Machado, Kiko Ferreira, Ronaldo Werneck, Wagner  Moreira.&lt;br /&gt;Provocador Mário Alex Rosa.&lt;br /&gt;Lançamentos:&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Há Controvérsias&lt;/em&gt;,  Ronaldo Werneck.&lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Cor de Cadáver&lt;/em&gt;,  Jovino Machado. &lt;br /&gt;- Livro &lt;em&gt;Musikaligrafia&lt;/em&gt;,  Kiko Ferreira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19:00 às 20:00 - &lt;/strong&gt; INTERVALO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20:00 às 22:00&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERÃO PROESIASHOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OUTROS BARULHOS: COM  OS DENTES...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C/ Reynaldo Bessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22:00 -&lt;/strong&gt; LIBERDADE LIVRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERÃO POESIA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concepção e curadoria Wilmar Silva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILMAR SILVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cachaprego.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.cachaprego.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:wilmarsilva@wilmarsilva.com.br"&gt;wilmarsilva@wilmarsilva.com.br&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/7598376499176196195-3700624218801776951?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3700624218801776951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3700624218801776951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/verao-poesia-data-08-10-de-fevereiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-4247916529377617208</id><published>2010-02-12T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:22:59.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faxina em Getúlio</title><content type='html'>A liga foi dar uma faxina em Getúlio hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Porém, a imagem de Getúlio é dificil de ser limpada.&lt;br /&gt;Em compensaçao, a faxina em Lasar Segall foi realizada com sucesso.&lt;br /&gt;A Liga voltou com a missao cumprida.&lt;br /&gt;Imagens em breve.&lt;br /&gt;A liga está em treinamento.&lt;br /&gt;Abraços aos heróis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-4247916529377617208?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4247916529377617208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4247916529377617208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/02/faxina-em-getulio.html' title='Faxina em Getúlio'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2273301229298412448</id><published>2010-02-11T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:49:38.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>só</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só&amp;nbsp;eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem seu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só seu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só sem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem sem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e agora?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2273301229298412448?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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class="ecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: 16pt; text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; line-height: normal; text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;[medit-ação n.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;[O que é?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Isto é um convite para participar de uma medit-ação performática.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Um flash-mob prolongado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Uma alteração do eixo espaço-tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Uma respiração diferenciada que conduz a uma percepção alterada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Iremos nos sentar no chão, em posição de meditação, e meditar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Só isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Sua presença é fundamental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;[Quando? Onde?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Quinta-feira, dia 25 de fevereiro, nas praças principais de todas as cidades do Brasil.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;No Rio de Janeiro, será no Largo da Carioca.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Das 12:00 às 12:30 horas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;É possível chegar atrasado, se sentar e participar. É possível ficar mais tempo do que o tempo estipulado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;[O que faremos?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Simplesmente sentar e meditar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Sentar com as pernas cruzadas, com os olhos abertos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Fixamos um ponto e estabilizamos a mente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Paramos de reagir de forma condicionada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Ampliamos nossa liberdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Nos apropriamos do espaço público.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Não fingimos que meditamos. Meditamos mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Percebemos o que acontece à nossa volta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Mas não reagimos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;É possível. Sim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;[Como ir?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Qualquer roupa serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Porém, para dar uma unidade visual, é sugerido calça jeans e uma camiseta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;azul, vermelha, verde, branca&amp;nbsp;ou amarela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;[Quem organiza?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Esta&amp;nbsp;é uma iniciativa coletiva, de todos que querem paz, luz, liberdade e que acreditam também&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;que o espaço público não precisa ser funcionalizado. Pertence a todos nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Portanto, todo mundo está convidado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Participem dessa experiência!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Quem quiser documentar (fotografar, filmar) será igualmente bem-vindo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-indent: 0in !important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Por favor, divulgem este e-mail para todos os seus conhecidos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in !important;"&gt;Quanto mais gente houver, mais interessante será!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-7342822553026409550?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7342822553026409550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/7342822553026409550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/01/convite-para-participar-de-uma.html' title='CONVITE PARA PARTICIPAR DE UMA PERFORMANCE'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2430393227463335744</id><published>2010-01-22T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:09:47.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"onde você sonha, você renascerá" (proverbio tibetano)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S1mjZvOvzaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/71WlnC2USE0/s1600-h/IMG_4606.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S1mjZvOvzaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/71WlnC2USE0/s400/IMG_4606.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&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/7598376499176196195-2430393227463335744?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2430393227463335744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2430393227463335744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2010/01/onde-voce-sonha-voce-renascera.html' title='&quot;onde você sonha, você renascerá&quot; (proverbio tibetano)'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/S1mjZvOvzaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/71WlnC2USE0/s72-c/IMG_4606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6426058616373642198</id><published>2009-12-03T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:56:11.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'># performance natalina: proposta</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;descobri esta proposta na revista bodisatva. encaminhando&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Você já parou pra pensar o que é consumo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SxgJgYbJ-uI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NdR5KyVxXp8/s1600-h/Performance+Lixo+2008+039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SxgJgYbJ-uI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NdR5KyVxXp8/s320/Performance+Lixo+2008+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;foto: tania alice, op, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercício de aplicação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Escolha um objeto na sua casa (uma roupa, enfeite, livro, qualquer coisa) que não tenha sido usado nos últimos 3 meses. o objeto deve estar novo ou muito pouco usado. deve ser de preferência um objeto que você aprecia bastante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Embale cuidadosamente como um presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Escolha com atenção uma pessoa que provavelmente vai fazer bom uso do objeto e presenteie-a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mande para nós uma foto do presente e uma breve descrição de como você se sentiu. Pode enviar tudo pra revista@bodisatva.org.br&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observações:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Não vale presentear uma pessoa que esteja fazendo aniversário. O presente deve ser espontâneo, sem razão aparente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Não espere nada em troca: é um exercício de generosidade. A própria oportunidade de presentear é a recompensa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Quanto mais inusitada for a escolha da pessoa presenteada, mais efetivo será o exercício.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6426058616373642198?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6426058616373642198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6426058616373642198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/12/performance-natalina-proposta.html' title='# performance natalina: proposta'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SxgJgYbJ-uI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NdR5KyVxXp8/s72-c/Performance+Lixo+2008+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-9176013029647024217</id><published>2009-11-18T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T04:54:48.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 heures de la vie d´une femme</title><content type='html'>Performers: Rany Carneiro, Tania Grillo, Julia Grillo, Mayra Alves, Beatriz Provasi, Dâmaris Grun, Brenda Jaci, Eléonore Guisnet, Gaelle Rony, Larissa Siqueira, Nívea Magno, Vanessa Augusta, Lis Mainá, Luciana Palhares, Tania Alice.&lt;br /&gt;Concepção: Cellule Becquemin-Sagot&lt;br /&gt;Produção: Direção das Alianças Francesas&lt;br /&gt;Coordenação dos performers: Tania Alice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Performance em três atos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eat art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(fotos: Nilson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SwPWw1PQvLI/AAAAAAAAALk/MQltGG5b-_4/s1600/performance_24hsnavidadeumamulher16nov09_016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SwPWw1PQvLI/AAAAAAAAALk/MQltGG5b-_4/s320/performance_24hsnavidadeumamulher16nov09_016.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SwPXNOnYT3I/AAAAAAAAALs/kqJltmwRprk/s1600/performance_24hsnavidadeumamulher16nov09_028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Su9h11sAVeI/AAAAAAAAALU/Us5RSq8SiVo/s400/herois+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Su9h1gRS2QI/AAAAAAAAALM/_bQPGe4Gvrw/s1600-h/herois+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Su9h1KFHGyI/AAAAAAAAALE/4OmsV6hkXrE/s1600-h/herois+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399642044107266850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Su9h1KFHGyI/AAAAAAAAALE/4OmsV6hkXrE/s400/herois+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2444353892508910160?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2444353892508910160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2444353892508910160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/11/paraty.html' title='paraty'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Su9h11sAVeI/AAAAAAAAALU/Us5RSq8SiVo/s72-c/herois+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6250671609308637223</id><published>2009-11-01T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:19:06.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 informações</title><content type='html'>1) Heróis do Cotidiano ganham Prêmio da FUNARTE "Artes Cênicas na Rua" 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Sobre o custo de um deputado no Brasil:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://plagiosdejrbocelli.blogspot.com/2009/10/saiba-quanto-custa-um-parlamentar.html"&gt;http://plagiosdejrbocelli.blogspot.com/2009/10/saiba-quanto-custa-um-parlamentar.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Carta de Luiz Fernando Prôa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caros amigos, os antigos e os que chegaram agora,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de agradecer o apoio de todos numa hora tão difícil como esta. Precisou acontecer um fato chocante, um abalo que não atingiu apenas as famílias envolvidas, para que a sociedade se mostrasse perplexa e comovida perante a tragédia diária que vivemos em todos os cantos do país. Não tive tempo para acompanhar nada do que saiu nos noticiários, mas, segundo ouço falar, há um clima de indignação generalizado. O acontecimento lamentável do sábado, dia 24 de outubro (quando meu filho viciado em crack matou a amiga que tentava ajudá-lo a largar as drogas), fez emergir questões difíceis do dia-a-dia, que todos nós enfrentamos e já não aguentamos. Vocês não me verão mais lamentando os eventos que passaram, isso agora fica na minha esfera pessoal. Só me interessa olhar para frente e fazer alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro dessas questões, o crack é um deles. De uma cracolândia em São Paulo se multiplicaram centenas pelo país. Daqui a um ano serão milhares! A cola de sapateiro foi substituída pela pedra maldita, o consumo disseminado entre todas as classes e o combate intensificado contra o crime organizado transformou o Rio de Janeiro num teatro de guerra, perdida, e que será maquiado para as Olimpíadas de 2016. Mas essa guerra não é só aqui, está espalhada e em expansão por todas as capitais, periferias e áreas pobres principalmente, no interior e nas cidades de fronteira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O poder público, apesar da boa vontade de alguns setores, se mostra incapaz de deter a marcha vertiginosa das coisas. Há dinheiro para o FMI, para submarino nuclear, para aviões militares sofisticados, para Angra 3 e até para o Haiti, mas o que vemos aqui é a estrutura complemente falida, seja na área da saúde, da segurança pública, na defesa do meio ambiente, apesar dos esforços valorosos do ministro Carlos Minc, e em outras áreas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não podemos continuar a ser esmagados e acuados pela falta de recursos, pelo poderio de grandes grupos econômicos, como o setor privado de saúde e a poderosa indústria da bebida, que sabemos ser uma droga pesada, apesar de lícita. Dois exemplos são emblemáticos. O primeiro é a aliciação através da propaganda de cervejas e similares sem nenhum controle, em nome da democracia – a deles, é claro – e do direito de informação. Chega a me doer ver atletas se prestando a isso, por dinheiro. A segunda é pessoal. Passando mal na sexta, final da tarde, fui até uma clínica em Laranjeiras, a mesma em que morreu a Cássia Eller, e que agora mudou de nome. Com a emergência aparentemente vazia, duas pessoas apenas na minha frente, esperei no mínimo uma hora e quarenta para ser atendido, ainda tendo que aturar a cara de nojo que a médica plantonista me lançou, quando com educação reclamei com a enfermeira sobre a demora. Mas meu caso não era de emergência, apenas uma dor profunda no coração, um possível enfartezinho qualquer. Saí de lá indignado e me dirigi a outra clínica, com um pique de pressão que poderia ter consequências graves. Por sorte fui atendido prontamente por lá. Isso em plena zona sul do Rio e com um cidadão comum que, naquela semana, havia se tornado assunto corriqueiro até no exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana foi a pior que já tive na vida! Contudo, houve fatos positivos e que me surpreenderam. A imprensa, muitas vezes criticada, teve um papel importantíssimo neste debate que se desenrolou, cobrando das autoridades ação. A população a “cada esquina” debateu entre si a sua indignação. Os que têm alguma voz na mídia se pronunciaram. E até um pai ousou falar em humanidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso me dirijo aos amigos e aos inconformados com este estado de coisas, para agradecer e alertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A imprensa e as pessoas comuns seguraram em minhas mãos nestes dias, mas nenhuma autoridade se dirigiu a mim nem me ofereceu qualquer apoio, não sei se por falta de jeito ou com o intuito de não querer ouvir alguém que grita em seu ouvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso gritar sozinho. É muito fácil tirar de cena quem aponta o dedo para setores tão poderosos. Mas se formos milhões a gritar, a apontar o dedo, a coisa fica bem diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns gestos que tenho recebido – centenas de e-mails, scraps e depoimentos pelo orkut – têm me comovido: relatos de famílias desesperadas e até uma comunidade no referido orkut chamada Poemas à Flor da Pele, que criou um movimento em apoio a meu grito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No domingo que vem, dia 8 de novembro, às 14 horas, mesmo que não apareça ninguém, irei caminhar na praia de Copacabana dizendo não à hipocrisia, à falta de ética, ao descaso e à propaganda de bebidas na tevê. O convite está feito, gostaria muito de ver por lá cidadãos decentes e entidades como o Viva Rio, o grupo Basta, membros do Crack Nem Pensar, Movimento pela Ética na Política, ecologistas e quem mais quiser aderir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não pretendo me promover nem me candidatar a nada. Estou muito feliz sendo escritor e promotor de cultura na Internet. Tenho certeza de que ninguém gostaria de estar na minha pele neste momento. Mas não vou me omitir. Saí do armário e espero que outros façam o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega de hipocrisia! Precisamos de ação, paz e um pouco de HUMANIDADE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luiz Fernando Prôa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6250671609308637223?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6250671609308637223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6250671609308637223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-informacoes.html' title='3 informações'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-9003051528046558639</id><published>2009-10-17T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T05:19:33.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>metropolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.babelgum.com/4003990/suspended-garden-babylon.html"&gt;http://www.babelgum.com/4003990/suspended-garden-babylon.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-9003051528046558639?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/9003051528046558639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/9003051528046558639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/10/metropolis.html' title='metropolis'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6671763039522084919</id><published>2009-10-08T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:33:09.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;travessias: passagens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;travessias, também: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ventos adversos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;impedimentos de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(a parede)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(a folha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a traversar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o sopro imóvel dos possíveis agita o silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6671763039522084919?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6671763039522084919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6671763039522084919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/10/travessias-passagens-travessias-tambem.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-4428036025267807273</id><published>2009-10-08T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:42:28.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apresentação da Cia KABAKO (Congo) com 10 artistas convidados</title><content type='html'>Quarta-feira, dia 7 de outubro, às 20:00 horas.&lt;br /&gt;Solo &lt;strong&gt;Na Tempo&lt;/strong&gt; de Papy Ebotany.&lt;br /&gt;20:30: Performance/dança: &lt;strong&gt;Parlement Debout&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Artistas convidados: Ricardo Romão, Wagner, Antônio, Andréia Maciel, Eléonore Guisnet, Leandro Lobo, Gaelle Rony, Mariana Nunes, Bernardo Marinho, Tania Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Ss4CksCr7dI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fnh4BjYYBfg/s1600-h/flyer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390248633330036178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Ss4CksCr7dI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fnh4BjYYBfg/s400/flyer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-4428036025267807273?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4428036025267807273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4428036025267807273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/10/apresentacao-da-cia-kabako-congo-com-10.html' title='apresentação da Cia KABAKO (Congo) com 10 artistas convidados'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Ss4CksCr7dI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fnh4BjYYBfg/s72-c/flyer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3474718097024309370</id><published>2009-09-11T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:49:23.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Performances urbanas  interessantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.com/2008/01/31/frozen-grand-central/"&gt;http://improveverywhere.com/2008/01/31/frozen-grand-central/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samparkour.com.br/"&gt;http://www.samparkour.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3474718097024309370?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3474718097024309370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3474718097024309370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/09/performances-urbanas-interessantes.html' title='Performances urbanas  interessantes'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3770287047437996227</id><published>2009-09-09T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:55:13.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liga Herois do Cotidiano (foto: Stela)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqhcZ9U6dYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/kW6MRqzv9ss/s1600-h/foto+stela+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379651355922822530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqhcZ9U6dYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/kW6MRqzv9ss/s400/foto+stela+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3770287047437996227?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3770287047437996227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3770287047437996227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/09/liga-herois-do-cotidiano-foto-stela.html' title='Liga Herois do Cotidiano (foto: Stela)'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqhcZ9U6dYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/kW6MRqzv9ss/s72-c/foto+stela+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-6313915859970895691</id><published>2009-09-07T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:18:33.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Os Heróis do Cotidiano participaram do desfile do 7 de setembro, desfilando ao lado, no meio e em contra-mão aos heróis da pátria&lt;br /&gt;pensamentos:&lt;br /&gt;é possível desestabilizar um fluxo, ainda mais identitário&lt;br /&gt;_ é possível atualizar sensações, impressões, idéias acerca do herói, do "verdadeiro" herói, da pátria.&lt;br /&gt;__ é possível desestabilizar uma formação militar!!!!&lt;br /&gt;eis a surpresa.&lt;br /&gt;ninguém nos prendeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWSqyIQvkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/O3QibTO_8dc/s1600-h/herois+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378866593672511042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWSqyIQvkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/O3QibTO_8dc/s400/herois+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWSqQFZw4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/E5IrrgNXgcU/s1600-h/herois+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378866584533713794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWSqQFZw4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/E5IrrgNXgcU/s400/herois+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWSp18kEtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fQCCpkUM0wQ/s1600-h/herois+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378866577517318866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWSp18kEtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fQCCpkUM0wQ/s400/herois+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWRiUduu2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/eXldf_b-3ik/s1600-h/herois+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378865348758911842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWRiUduu2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/eXldf_b-3ik/s400/herois+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-6313915859970895691?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6313915859970895691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/6313915859970895691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/09/os-herois-do-cotidiano-participaram-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SqWSqyIQvkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/O3QibTO_8dc/s72-c/herois+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3874448131143987335</id><published>2009-09-03T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:24:53.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Herois do Cotidiano: Encontro da Liga Marcado na Parada Militar do 7 de setembro, 8 horas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp_trF4mMZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kk-voXdwUxo/s1600-h/verso-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377277804673380754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp_trF4mMZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kk-voXdwUxo/s400/verso-web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3874448131143987335?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3874448131143987335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3874448131143987335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/09/herois-do-cotidiano-encontro-da-liga.html' title='Herois do Cotidiano: Encontro da Liga Marcado na Parada Militar do 7 de setembro, 8 horas.'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp_trF4mMZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kk-voXdwUxo/s72-c/verso-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-2600537546993639906</id><published>2009-09-01T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:47:27.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heróis: intervenção no cartório</title><content type='html'>HEROI DO ENTENDIMENTO em ação:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15a1dLrrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I3WNrcbbLbg/s1600-h/heroi+do+entendimento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376587032083279538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15a1dLrrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I3WNrcbbLbg/s400/heroi+do+entendimento.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HEROI DA ESCUTA _ desabafo de Márcio Braga:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15aSZLJ5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7owxHhGsvdc/s1600-h/heroi+da+escuta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376587022671226770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15aSZLJ5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7owxHhGsvdc/s400/heroi+da+escuta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEROI DA FORÇA em luta contra o medo da gripe suína:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15ZxMA5bI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fpqvdUxoMGY/s1600-h/heroi+da+for%C3%A7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376587013757658546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15ZxMA5bI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fpqvdUxoMGY/s400/heroi+da+for%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DANÇA DOS HEROIS _ antes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15ZpqKpsI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OT-8RcIZnL4/s1600-h/coreografia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376587011736643266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15ZpqKpsI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OT-8RcIZnL4/s400/coreografia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DANÇA DOS HEROIS_part I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15Y9nz2HI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J5neVVaGjrE/s1600-h/cartorio+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376586999915599986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15Y9nz2HI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J5neVVaGjrE/s400/cartorio+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-2600537546993639906?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2600537546993639906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/2600537546993639906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/09/herois-intervencao-no-cartorio.html' title='Heróis: intervenção no cartório'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sp15a1dLrrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I3WNrcbbLbg/s72-c/heroi+do+entendimento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8640884445637696774</id><published>2009-08-29T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:41:53.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a id="topo" name="topo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PERFORMANCE E SOCIEDADE: PERCEPÇÕES CONTEMPORÂNEAS&lt;br /&gt;Publicado em Revista Polêmica Imagem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polemica.uerj.br/8(2)/cimagem/p8(2)_5.htm"&gt;http://www.polemica.uerj.br/8(2)/cimagem/p8(2)_5.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumo: O artigo trata de percepções acerca do universo da Performance Art nos anos de 1950-80 e na Contemporaneidade, tecendo um diálogo entre a sociedade e as manifestações artísticas a partir de noções como violência, horizontalidade, ordem, medo, engajamento, perigo e ironia. Nesta aproximação entre arte e vida se propõe uma reflexão sobre arte e mercado, sociedade e espetáculo a partir dos trabalhos de artistas como Chris Burden, Sophie Calle, Yves Klein, Marina Abramovic, Pollock e Pierrick Sorin.Palavras-chave: performance, sociedade, arte contemporânea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERFORMANCE ART AND SOCIETY: CONTEMPORARY PERCEPTIONS&lt;br /&gt;Abstract: The article discusses the perceptions about the universe of the Performance Art of the years 1950-80 and in the Contemporarity, forming a dialogue between society and artistic manifestations using notions such as violence, horizontality, order, fear, engagement, danger and irony. In this approach between art and life a reflection is proposed about art and market, society and events based on the works of artists like Chris Burden, Sophie Calle, Yves Klein, Marina Abramovic, Pollock and Pierrick SorinKeywords: performance, society, contemporary art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; _shoot_Percepções? 1971. Chris Burden está diante uma parede branca. Quinze metros em frente a ele, um amigo aponta uma carabina, atira no braço dele. O vermelho-sangue se mistura ao branco da pele do performer. Espanto. Realidade. Arte-vida. Desvelam-se os funcionamentos das ditaduras, sim, e da sociedade humana como um todo. Shoot acontece dentro de uma Galeria de Arte, a alguns metros de Hollywood, onde a ficção distancia diariamente a humanidade da vida, fingindo aproximar. Onde andará Guy Debord?2009. No caderno de criação – prática instaurada durante as aulas de Análise do Texto Teatral que ministro na Unirio -, uma aluna escreve: “Dar um tiro no braço não está nem perto de ser arte. Ao contrário, trata-se de mais um dentre tantos que querem ser questionadores, intransigentes, pelo simples fato de transgredir. Uma atitude dessas sem propósito não deveria ser enquadrada como arte”.Penso sobre a simplificação do pensamento, sobre a desvalorização institucionalizada da transgressão, da reação, do questionamento, sobre o lugar do intelectual, do artista. Penso sobre o pré-conceito, sobre a (im)possível libertação do condicionamento da mídia nos universos da arte e da pesquisa.Nosso mundo estaria ficando sempre mais careta, liso, policiado?Continuo folheando os cadernos. Era uma exceção. Talvez a Universidade seja um dos únicos lugares de resistência dentro da massificação do pensamento crescente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_chão_Anos 80. Chris Burden se deita no chão de uma exposição e permanece deitado. Duas semanas, até que um visitante pergunta a ele se é possível ajudá-lo, se ele não quer levantar. Chris Burden levanta e vai embora, satisfeito. Alguém se interessou por ele, ...&lt;br /&gt;159... quebrou a barreira. Houve contato, inscrição do projeto na realidade do contato. Universos em confronto suave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2009. Estação carioca. Corpos e corpos amontoados no chão. Crianças, casais, idosos. Bem mais do que duas semanas passam e ninguém pergunte a eles se é possível ajudá-los, se eles não querem levantar. Acumulam-se corpos, escondendo suas breves e curtas aproximações debaixo de cobertores rasgados, no meio de sacolas plásticas cheias de objetos achados, precários e provisórios tesouros, e comidas resgatadas das lixeiras.A indiferença, movida pelo medo, é mais do que uma percepção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ordem_Tudo precisa ter o seu lugar.Tudo precisa ter sua gaveta. Seu conceito, seu pós-conceito, seu pré-conceito. Sua época. Sua ordem. Seu tempo. Seu campo de atuação. Indefinição assusta. O suor do racionalismo cartesiano escorre pelos nossos poros assustados com a dissolução dos conceitos, antes tão rígidos.Performance: lugar da raridade das definições. Definição em perpétua mutação, moldável em termos de extensão pelos artistas. Busca de fontes, ultrapassando fronteiras e tabus.Material infinito de exploração do íntimo, do ritual, do corpo, da dança, da imagem. Campo de abertura aos campos de investigação sociológicos, econômicos, psicológicos, ambientais.Por que essa necessidade de certezas? Até isso, precisamos saber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_perigo_27 de novembro de 1960. Yves Klein realiza o célebre Saut dans le vide. Fotomontagem: no chão, substituído pela rua na foto, havia um colchão. A ficção que está por trás importa pouco. Penso na significação deste pulo no vazio, materializado na falsa edição do Journal de Dimanche, inteiramente dedicada à exploração do vazio do artista, proposto na exposição intitulada Le vide. A força individual autônoma conduz o artista a se lançar neste desconhecido, a tela sem pintura, o espaço sem poesia, a peça sem palavras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2009. Vamos admitir. Consigo recompor a linguagem esteticamente simplificada de um projeto de lei de incentivo; consigo aprovação federal, estadual ou municipal; consigo um captador; consigo separar um dinheiro para que o captador se interesse pelo meu projeto; vamos admitir que em tempos de crise, eu consiga captar; capto; faço orçamentos, compro, vendo, pago; consigo anúncios comerciais para divulgar meu “produto”; consigo público, compro crítica antiquada, tento “bombar”, ter nome, dinheiro, sucesso, poder. Assimilo cegamente estes valores.Vejo colchões. O vazio deixou de existir.Nada que um discurso crítico não justifique e/ou legitime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_medo_ Anos 80. Marina Abramovic, performer iugoslava, enrola cobras em volta de sua cabeça. “Ficar de olho no perigo é se manter no centro do instante presente”. Em Nápoles, a performer fica rodeada de vários instrumentos, como um revólver, com um cartaz indicando “Façam comigo o que quiserem”. Inocência massacrada. Ifigênia. A roupa da performer é rasgada, Marina Abramovic ferida, um transeunte aponta um revolver na cabeça dela. A performance é interrompida.O espaço de Dante era infinito. O ciberespaço é esse lugar dos novos Deuses, essa “arena utópica de igualdade, amizade, poder”, a “exaltação incorpórea” onde as diferenças são abolidas. Um espaço em propagação infinita, como diz Margareth Wertheim, onde céu e inferno são separados por um clique. O espaço virtual é perigoso. O atual também.Segurança. A palavra chave. O uso político do medo e sua instrumentalização pelo poder público – característicos das ditaduras – é veiculado pela mídia. Airbus 330, gripe suína. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sensacionalismo. Medo. Protecionismo.Atrás das grades e das câmeras, protegidos por vigias, vivemos de olho em alguma arma que poderia se aproximar e ameaçar a pacífica tranquilidade de quem fecha as cortinas da janela que abre para a rua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ engajamento_Desde os anos 60, performances velozes, lentas, em todos os continentes, testemunham a necessidade reiterada de impregnar uma consciência política nos acontecimentos. Número em expansão de criadores à margem do mercado. Em 1960, Manzoni chegou a comercializar seus excrementos.Baudrillard, Complô da Arte, 1996: “A arte contemporânea reivindica sua nulidade, sua insignificância, sua falta de sentido – ela almeja a nulidade enquanto ela já é nula. Ela quer ser sem sentido e já é insignificante. Pretende ser superficial em termos superficiais”. Considerações de Baudrillard, discurso sobre o esvaziamento das relações humanas e as relações “líquidas” de Bauman, pensamento de Lipovetsky sobre o efêmero e a era do vazio: idéias que acabam criando, conceituando o vazio como uma evidência contra a qual não se pode mais lutar. Como se organizações paralelas, pensamentos alternativos, redes, deixassem de existir. Não há hooseek, só há google. As invasões bárbaras podem ser diferentes do que pensamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_intimidade_1950, Jackson Pollock mergulha suor e pintura no Action Painting : corpo, tela, cor, expressão. A experiência real, íntima, ressoa na matéria da cor.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se escreveu tanta poesia, nunca se leu tão pouca poesia. Penso nos encontros de poetas, onde cada um folheia, nervoso, seu poema e pensa no “seu” momento de espaço-tempo tão restrito em que poderá partilhar o que lhe é essencial, enquanto o outro lê. Não ouvimos. Obscenidade e prostituição nos espaços do sagrado.O íntimo se torna universal. Journiac recriando o dia a dia de uma mulher dentro de casa. Annette Messager questionando o universo masculino/feminino a partir de experiências intimas e de aproximações masculinas.  Relatos íntimos de dor de Sophie Calle se misturam com as dores do mundo. Cirurgias de Orlan se confundem com as cirurgias estéticas gerais exigidas pelo mercado de consuma da beleza, veiculado pelas revistas femininas e suas equipes jornalísticas compostas por homens. A terra no fundo do túmulo é a mesma para todos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ ironia_2009. Pierrick Sorin. Auto-ironia de um vídeo que retrata oito artistas fictícios europeus. Projeções irônicas dele mesmo, virtualidades e possibilidades da arte. Projetos que não existem, projetos além das fronteiras nacionais, diluindo identidades, mesclando fluxos, misturando tendências. Não há mais identidade. Pesquisamos conexões. As entrelinhas do passado nas emergências do presente. O que o passado sacrifica para o presente. O que nunca sacrificaríamos, mas já foi imolado há muito tempo. O canto do bode que se extinguiu nos limbos do tempo, nos meandros da produção artística industrial. Artistas, pesquisadores. Neste cotidiano brasileiro de 2009, o sistema como um todo conseguiu convencer-nos de que há outras urgências do que a cultura, a educação, a arte. Como se tivéssemos criado estas urgências, pagamos por elas.E assim, somos catalogados anacrônicos, dominados pelas corporações anônimas.“Todo mundo conhece a utilidade do útil, mas poucas pessoas conhecem a profunda utilidade do inútil”.Percepções.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIBLIOGRAFIA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAUMAN, Zygmunt. Amor líquido – sobre a fragilidade dos laços humanos. Trad. Carlos Alberto Medeiros. Rio de Janeiro: Jorge Zahar, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;BAUMAN, Zygmunt. Mal-Estar da Pós-Modernidade. Trad. 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Rio de Janeiro: Jorge Zahar, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="MM_swapImage('Image10','','imagens_polemica_12/sobe_azul_p10.gif',1)" onmouseout="MM_swapImgRestore()" href="http://www.polemica.uerj.br/8(2)/cimagem/p8(2)_5.htm#topo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onmouseover="MM_swapImage('Image4','','imagens_polemica_12/botao_imprimir.gif',1)" onmouseout="MM_swapImgRestore()" href="javascript:window.print()"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8640884445637696774?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8640884445637696774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8640884445637696774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/08/performance-e-sociedade-percepcoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-8688173403858101273</id><published>2009-08-29T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:43:53.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notícias Mídia sobre o Coletivo "Heróis do Cotidiano"</title><content type='html'>Portal do Voluntário&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://portaldovoluntario.org.br/blogs/54354/posts/4314" target="_blank"&gt;http://portaldovoluntario.org.br/blogs/54354/posts/4314&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/Rio/0,,MUL1284064-5606,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/Rio/0,,MUL1284064-5606,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Globo on line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://201.7.176.88/rio/mat/2009/08/28/performance-com-artistas-chama-atencao-para-dia-nacional-do-voluntariado-767361215.asp" target="_blank"&gt;http://201.7.176.88/rio/mat/2009/08/28/performance-com-artistas-chama-atencao-para-dia-nacional-do-voluntariado-767361215.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Globo on line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moglobo.globo.com/integra.asp?txtUrl=/rio/mat/2009/08/28/performance-com-artistas-chama-atencao-para-dia-nacional-do-voluntariado-767361221.asp" target="_blank"&gt;http://moglobo.globo.com/integra.asp?txtUrl=/rio/mat/2009/08/28/performance-com-artistas-chama-atencao-para-dia-nacional-do-voluntariado-767361221.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Performance com artistas chama atenção para o dia nacional do voluntariado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Plantão  Publicada em 28/08/2009 às 13h15m Fernanda Baldioti&lt;br /&gt;RIO - Nesta sexta-feira, dia nacional do voluntariado, o público que passa pelo Rio Rápido, serviço que reúne 13 cartórios no Centro, se surpreende ao se deparar com um grupo de artistas que apresentam os "Herois do Cotidiano". Eles são personagens que buscam, através de ações simples no dia a dia, estimular o diálogo e boas ações. O heroi da Paciência, por exemplo, está sempre pronto a substituir aqueles que estão com pouca paciência para ficar na fila ou aguardar por determinado serviço. A performance faz parte de um evento gratuito que o Rio Rápido e a Associação de Notários e Registradores do RJ (Anoreg RJ) estão fazendo para conscientizar as pessoas sobre a importância do trabalho voluntário.&lt;br /&gt;- A ideia de fazer essa ação partiu dos nossos funcionários que já tem essa consciência de trabalho voluntário. Eles me chamaram atenção para o dia e pediram para fizéssemos algo. Pensamos em convidar uma ONG para montar um estande, mas, queríamos algo com um destaque maior e que sensibilizasse o público. Aí surgiu a ideia de chamarmos os herois porque qualquer voluntário é um heroi - explicou a gerente do Rio Rápido, Luciane Rocha.&lt;br /&gt;Ela ressalta que o intuito foi aproveitar o público que diariamente circula pelo local para conseguir cadastrar o máximo de pessoas para o trabalho voluntário. No local, foram disponibilizados computadores para que os projetos da ONG Rio Voluntário sejam divulgados. Os interessados em fazer a inscrição em algum trabalho acessar o site da ONG e preencher o formulário.&lt;br /&gt;- As pessoas que estão surpresas com a ação porque não imaginam que dentro de um cartório vá existir um grupo de artistas - afirmou Luciane, que pretende montar um calendário com várias ações desse tipo.&lt;br /&gt;A performance acontece na sede do Rio Rápido, na Avenida Almirante Barroso 90, segundo andar, no Centro, até as 15h. A entrada é franca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-8688173403858101273?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8688173403858101273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/8688173403858101273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/08/noticias-midia-sobre-o-coletivo-herois.html' title='Notícias Mídia sobre o Coletivo &quot;Heróis do Cotidiano&quot;'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-4000724600663781532</id><published>2009-08-23T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:08:48.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coletivo Herois do Cotidiano</title><content type='html'>o coletivo "herois do cotidiano" saiu no domingo, dia 23, para a praça são salvador,  no flamengopara ajudar quem quisesse para realizar diversas atividades cotidianas. neste dia, o coletivo ajudou várias crianças, dois automobilistas, um fotógrafo, uma vendedora de roupas com dor de cabeça, vários meninos em situação de rua, um bebe, um vendedor de amendois, uma pessoa com carro defeituoso. o coletivo encontrou com uma série de outros herois e comparou experiências heroicas com bombeiros, mães e outros transeúntes.&lt;br /&gt;semana que vem, sexta-feira, o coletivo estará no cartório da almirante barroso, no centro, das 12:00 às 15:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SpG8riE3FyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QWl1_cY30Vo/s1600-h/foto+herois+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373283286497302306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SpG8riE3FyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QWl1_cY30Vo/s400/foto+herois+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-4000724600663781532?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4000724600663781532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/4000724600663781532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/08/coletivo-herois-do-cotidiano.html' title='Coletivo Herois do Cotidiano'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/SpG8riE3FyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QWl1_cY30Vo/s72-c/foto+herois+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3281812901829523395</id><published>2009-08-09T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:39:42.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gripe suína e política</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A IRONIA NO SEU MELHOR ESTILO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2000 pessoas contraem a gripe suína e todo mundo já quer usar máscara.25 milhões de pessoas têm AIDS e ninguém quer usar preservativo. &lt;strong&gt;Que interesses econômicos se movem por detrás da gripe porcina???&lt;/strong&gt;No mundo, a cada ano morrem milhões de pessoas vitimas da Malária, que se pode prevenir com um simples mosquiteiro. Os noticiários, disto nada falam!No mundo, por ano morrem 2 milhões de crianças com diarréia que se poderia evitar com um simples soro que custa 25 centavos.Os noticiários disto nada falam!Sarampo, pneumonia e enfermidades curáveis com vacinas baratas, provocam a morte de 10 milhões de pessoas a cada ano.Os noticiários disto nada falam!Mas há cerca de 10 anos, quando apareceu a famosa gripe das aves......os noticiários mundiais inundaram-se de noticias...Uma epidemia, a mais perigosa de todas...Uma Pandemia!Só se falava da terrífica enfermidade das aves. Não obstante, a gripe das aves apenas causou a morte de 250 pessoas, em 10 anos...25 mortos por ano.A gripe comum, mata por ano meio milhão de pessoas no mundo. Meio milhão contra 25.Um momento, um momento. Então, por que se armou tanto escândalo com a gripe das aves?Porque atrás desses frangos havia um "galo", um galo de crista grande.*A farmacêutica transnacional Roche* com o seu famoso *Tamiflu* vendeu milhões de doses aos países asiáticos. &lt;strong&gt;Ainda que o Tamiflu seja de duvidosa eficácia, o governo britânico comprou 14 milhões de doses para proteger a sua população.Com a gripe das aves, a Roche e a Relenza, as duas maiores empresas farmacêuticas que vendem os antivirais, obtiveram milhões de dólares de lucro&lt;/strong&gt;.- Antes com os frangos e agora com os porcos.- Sim, agora começou a psicose da gripe porcina. E todos os noticiários do mundo só falam disso...- Já não se fala da crise econômica nem dos torturados em Guantánamo...- Só a gripe porcina, a gripe dos porcos...- E eu me pergunto-: se atrás dos frangos havia um "galo"... atrás dos porcos... não haverá um "grande porco"?*&lt;strong&gt;A empresa norte-americana Gilead Sciences tem a patente do Tamiflu. O principal acionista desta empresa é nada menos que um personagem sinistro,* Donald Rumsfeld, secretário da defesa de George Bush,&lt;/strong&gt; artífice da guerra contra Iraque...Os acionistas das farmacêuticas Roche e Relenza estão esfregando as mãos, estão felizes pelas suas vendas novamente milionárias com o duvidoso Tamiflu.A  verdadeira pandemia é de lucro, os enormes lucros destes mercenários da saúde. Não nego as necessárias medidas de precaução que estão a ser tomadas pelos países. Mas se a gripe porcina é uma pandemia tão terrível como anunciam os meios de comunicação,se a Organização Mundial de Saúde (conduzida pela chinesa Margaret Chan) se preocupa tanto com esta enfermidade,&lt;br /&gt;por que não a declara como um problema de saúde pública mundial e autoriza o fabrico de medicamentos genéricos para combatê-la?Prescindir das patentes da Roche e Relenza e distribuir medicamentos genéricos gratuitos a todos os países, especialmente os pobres. Essa seria a melhor solução.PASSEM ESTA MENSAGEM POR TODOS OS LADOS, COMO SE TRATASSE DE UMA VACINA, PARA QUE TODOS CONHEÇAM A REALIDADE DESTA "PANDEMIA".Pois os meios de comunicação naturalmente divulgam o que interessa aos patrocinadores, não aos ouvintes e leitores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dr. Carlos Alberto Morales Paitán.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ainda pode-se acrescentar: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;porque fechar as escolas e todas as instituições ligadas à educação?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;porque não fechar shopping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;porque não fechar o maracanã?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;porque só universidades, escolas, creches?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A verdadeira doença suína, contagiosa e perigosa, é invisível.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3281812901829523395?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3281812901829523395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3281812901829523395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/08/gripe-suina-e-politica.html' title='gripe suína e política'/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598376499176196195.post-3568172966918721667</id><published>2009-07-27T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:27:34.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sm5S9uT6zCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vIofjt3nt9o/s1600-h/aracati-canoa-quebrada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363315426601913378" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sm5S9uT6zCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vIofjt3nt9o/s400/aracati-canoa-quebrada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em meus silêncios te revejo&lt;br /&gt;como uma luz sobre os telhados do mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuas palavras distraídas&lt;br /&gt;azeitam a roda do dia&lt;br /&gt;que nunca chego a tocar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ando por caminhos diversos&lt;br /&gt;mas sempre encontro no fim tua presença infinita&lt;br /&gt;revelando uma verdade que rebrilha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fecho os olhos&lt;br /&gt;entro no turbilhão &lt;br /&gt;e é na tua inteireza&lt;br /&gt;que me protejo do frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poema de aldo marcozzi, canoa, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7598376499176196195-3568172966918721667?l=taniaalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3568172966918721667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7598376499176196195/posts/default/3568172966918721667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaalice.blogspot.com/2009/07/em-meus-silencios-te-revejo-como-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Tania Alice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/ShIUyIlfL0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_R_9YacTpIU/S220/fotos+abril+2009+075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvRgx3cSKn0/Sm5S9uT6zCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vIofjt3nt9o/s72-c/aracati-canoa-quebrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
