<?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-1350893074885678185</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:06:26.434Z</updated><title type='text'>QUESTIONARTE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2810995520861327049</id><published>2010-10-08T01:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T01:19:28.512+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Penso que enquanto houver Arte, tenho um meio para conhecer a complexidade íntima de um coktail de inesperadas sinapeses neuronais criadas desde a nascença de cada um.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2810995520861327049?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2810995520861327049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2810995520861327049' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2810995520861327049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2810995520861327049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2010/10/penso-que-enquanto-houver-arte-tenho-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2547467649432824493</id><published>2010-10-06T10:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T22:16:16.494+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovar o Questionarte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O QUESTIONARTE começou como um grito a 4, pela vontade de partilhar o pensamento, o conhecimento e as questões exercitadas por cada um, em torno do tema da Arte e Educação.  Cada contributo tão original, tornou o Questionarte num espaço onde me sinto bem e no qual tenho vontade de permanecer publicando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O QUESTIONARTE recomeça hoje a ser publicado com maior regularidade, por enquanto a um par de mãos, sobre os contínuos temas da Arte e Educação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Viva o QUESTIONARTE I, bem vindo o QUESTIONARTE II!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Até breve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2547467649432824493?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2547467649432824493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2547467649432824493' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2547467649432824493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2547467649432824493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2010/10/renovar-o-questionarte.html' title='Renovar o Questionarte'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7762792297973984727</id><published>2009-04-25T16:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:27:05.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'>25 de Abril</title><content type='html'>Ainda bem que nasci depois do 25 de Abril de 1974!&lt;br /&gt;Ufffffffa...que alívio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-7762792297973984727?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7762792297973984727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7762792297973984727' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7762792297973984727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7762792297973984727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2009/04/25-de-abril.html' title='25 de Abril'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4561530265211224737</id><published>2009-04-07T11:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:05:02.037+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundsuits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/PwupTQt9zxY" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/PwupTQt9zxY" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nick Cave - Art in Motion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ybca.org/tickets/production/view.aspx?id=8191"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick Cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, artista que cria fatos de som "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soundsuits&lt;/span&gt;", e questiona: O que faz as pessoas felizes? O que as faz sair da sua existência do dia-a-dia?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4561530265211224737?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4561530265211224737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4561530265211224737' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4561530265211224737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4561530265211224737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2009/04/soundsuits.html' title='Soundsuits'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1510374991634735281</id><published>2009-04-04T23:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:52:13.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SdfjrYCnPtI/AAAAAAAABN0/ZNwkXO_yt0k/s1600-h/b26ee_LsiTobeeGl45o6u6gDAysCE4o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SdfjrYCnPtI/AAAAAAAABN0/ZNwkXO_yt0k/s320/b26ee_LsiTobeeGl45o6u6gDAysCE4o1_500.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320971819088821970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.morenewmath.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More New Math &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fitacola.com/"&gt;(via Fitacola)&lt;/a&gt;&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/1350893074885678185-1510374991634735281?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1510374991634735281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1510374991634735281' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1510374991634735281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1510374991634735281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SdfjrYCnPtI/AAAAAAAABN0/ZNwkXO_yt0k/s72-c/b26ee_LsiTobeeGl45o6u6gDAysCE4o1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4652101748687303096</id><published>2009-03-23T12:41:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:59:09.492Z</updated><title type='text'>Relação afectiva com as obras de arte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um &lt;a href="http://www.josealmeidapereira.blogspot.com/"&gt;querido amigo&lt;/a&gt; (da mesma turma do secundário), artista plástico, tem uma peça sua numa exposição colectiva. De todas, é a sua peça que mai gosto. Penso que fui com toda a disponibilidade e abertura interior para ver essa mesma exposiçao, e todos os trabalhos. Se eu não soubesse que aquela peça é a do Zé, gostaria eu tanto dela? Penso que sim. Mas para além de uma apreciação estética e da relação de um espectador anónimo com uma obra, há uma relação de afecto que me liga de forma mais especial aquele trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Já me aconteceu com outros trabalhos de artistas, gostar mais ou menos dependendo da afinidade ou empatia que tive com o artista, mesmo não o conhecendo pessoalmente. Obviamente que falo no campo dos afectos, porque quando um trabalho tem uma força maior, gostemos ou não de quem o fez, a obra vive por si.&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/1350893074885678185-4652101748687303096?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4652101748687303096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4652101748687303096' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4652101748687303096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4652101748687303096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2009/03/relacao-afectiva-com-as-obras-de-arte.html' title='Relação afectiva com as obras de arte'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-9080110076306705132</id><published>2009-02-16T14:31:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:23:03.936Z</updated><title type='text'>Generosidades</title><content type='html'>Podem ser as conversas, as confidências que se ouvem no comboio. São histórias de vida partilhadas com quem as ouvir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-9080110076306705132?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/9080110076306705132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=9080110076306705132' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/9080110076306705132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/9080110076306705132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2009/02/generosidades.html' title='Generosidades'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3504959033739983264</id><published>2009-01-15T14:35:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:06:53.079Z</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SW9PcbdTb5I/AAAAAAAABLU/d0fQEJYlTVg/s1600-h/Gon%C3%A7aloSerras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SW9PcbdTb5I/AAAAAAAABLU/d0fQEJYlTVg/s320/Gon%C3%A7aloSerras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291535437009219474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jornal Expresso 10 de Janeiro 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não sei se vos acontece andarem numa pesquisa atenta de novas imagens, nosvos sons que surpreendam ... atentos aos cruzamentos imprevistos que nos preencham uma parte do dia. A mim acontece. A música de &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/oliverpaine"&gt;Gonçalo Serras&lt;/a&gt; foi uma dessas boas surpresas. Músicas que já me acompanham, são estórias cantadas, imagens e sons que preenchem  os cenários imaginados. A imagem do menino da lágrima no myspace surpreendeu-me! Há bastantes anos que não via esta imagem. 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É preciso sentir alegria para criar.&lt;br /&gt;Transcrevia o Jornal de Letras, as palavras de António Charrua, pouco tempo antes de falecer.&lt;br /&gt;Há palavras que me sensibilizam sempre que as leio, as de uma referencia saudosa a uma alegria que não se tem, ou se perdeu, são algumas delas....&lt;br /&gt;Sem dúvida caro António Charrua, concordo consigo quando fala da necessidade de sentir alegria para criar. Para criar e viver, para trabalhar, para apreciar um dia de Sol e Mar, para gostar.&lt;br /&gt;Alegria em pequenas doses, que seja. Em grandes doses, que seja...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4486262115822848157?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4486262115822848157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4486262115822848157' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4486262115822848157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4486262115822848157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/09/alegria.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6368109336910573653</id><published>2008-09-04T00:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:53:51.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Há dias que só a arte nos consola.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;entretanto lembrei-me desta frase, título de uma série de exposições da artista &lt;a href="http://www.alicegeirinhas.com/index.asp"&gt;Alice Geirinhas&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"A Nossa Necessidade de Consolo é Impossível de Satisfazer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-6368109336910573653?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6368109336910573653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6368109336910573653' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6368109336910573653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6368109336910573653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/09/h-dias-em-que-s-arte-nos-consola.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4808092335939683397</id><published>2008-08-30T18:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:38:40.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SLl_g4sL43I/AAAAAAAAAzA/NTFF_DN_cWA/s1600-h/jpsimoes_1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SLl_g4sL43I/AAAAAAAAAzA/NTFF_DN_cWA/s320/jpsimoes_1970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240359844372538226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;©&lt;a href="http://www.jpsimoes.com/"&gt;JP Simões 1970&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...mas JP, pode-se fumar nas capas dos álbuns!?&lt;br /&gt;Este homem, para além de ter uma voz lindíssima, cantar poemas e músicas igualmente lindas, apresenta-se na capa com a imagem do gesto de fumar. Gesto sedutor de tantas gerações de fumadores por prazer, o prazer do gesto. Sempre me seduziram as imagens do gesto, esculturas em que o gesto é personagem principal, filmes que falam mais pelo gesto único de quem o interpreta. Tão original e único como o traçado de um artista no papel. O gesto que nos faz reconhecer à distância da nitidez, alguém. Inconfundível.&lt;br /&gt;Belíssima a capa deste álbum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4808092335939683397?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4808092335939683397/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4808092335939683397' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4808092335939683397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4808092335939683397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/08/jp-simes-1970.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SLl_g4sL43I/AAAAAAAAAzA/NTFF_DN_cWA/s72-c/jpsimoes_1970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6055848269672082323</id><published>2008-08-27T10:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:29:33.325+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SLUdmeWG-hI/AAAAAAAAAy4/VAOt2O5I5Ok/s1600-h/in_big_prev_over.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SLUdmeWG-hI/AAAAAAAAAy4/VAOt2O5I5Ok/s400/in_big_prev_over.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239126288333470226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;©&lt;a href="http://www.aldosperber.net/htm/index2.htm"&gt;Aldo Sperber&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como se faz, hoje, censura à arte?&lt;br /&gt;O que se censura, hoje, na arte?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-6055848269672082323?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6055848269672082323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6055848269672082323' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6055848269672082323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6055848269672082323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/08/aldo-sperber-como-se-faz-hoje-censura.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SLUdmeWG-hI/AAAAAAAAAy4/VAOt2O5I5Ok/s72-c/in_big_prev_over.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2974054208610818487</id><published>2008-07-02T00:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:37:47.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>São as emoções de-novo.&lt;br /&gt;É a música de-novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É no silêncio barulho do mar e das árvores que sinto o ritmo do coração regular. É na overdose de música que me enervo e acalmo. É naquele filme francês que me lembro do que é o prazer de pensar durante um filme sobre o próprio filme. É no corpo-a-corpo com aquela obra de arte que paro e parto para uma nova dimensão do sentir. É na dúvida, mas na certeza, que é de braço dado com o trabalho dos artistas que quero andar ... nem todos, mas muitos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2974054208610818487?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2974054208610818487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2974054208610818487' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2974054208610818487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2974054208610818487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-as-emoes-de-novo.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1993522720955158700</id><published>2008-05-19T00:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:57:58.734+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiência e Música</title><content type='html'>Porque me esqueço de ouvir aquelas músicas dos intérpretes que já sei me vão fazer sonhar? Em dias tão cheios de realidade real ou inventada, a surpresa de encontrar essa música, com os olhos fechados, faz-me sentir uma bailarina no som, no poema, na voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A experiência vive-se quando tudo o resto que nos rodeia o corpo e a mente  se torna invisível ou translúcido...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1993522720955158700?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1993522720955158700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1993522720955158700' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1993522720955158700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1993522720955158700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/05/experincia-e-msica.html' title='Experiência e Música'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1861418499264391315</id><published>2008-05-18T23:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:12.952Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SDCrDvxsIbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/91poG3eMOik/s1600-h/image_56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SDCrDvxsIbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/91poG3eMOik/s320/image_56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201845650465759666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SDCrNfxsIcI/AAAAAAAAAxo/kPMcob3oLss/s1600-h/image_57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SDCrNfxsIcI/AAAAAAAAAxo/kPMcob3oLss/s320/image_57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201845817969484226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.akramkhancompany.net"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;bahok, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="copyright"&gt;Images © Hugo Glendinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“For nomads, home is not an address, home is what they carry with them.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(John Berger, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hold everything dear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. p. 129)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.akramkhancompany.net"&gt;Akram Khan Company&lt;/a&gt;&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/1350893074885678185-1861418499264391315?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1861418499264391315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1861418499264391315' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1915772344276462844</id><published>2008-05-18T23:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:16:01.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A arte salva?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1915772344276462844?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1915772344276462844/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1915772344276462844' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1915772344276462844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1915772344276462844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/05/arte-salva.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2647355850040098202</id><published>2008-05-18T16:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:55:46.059+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/wKiIroiCvZ0" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/wKiIroiCvZ0" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"David Lynch on iPhone"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... e mantêm-se as questões em torno da experiência em arte ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surge agora a "netart" feita para ser vista por este meio específico que é a Internet e um ecrã de computador. Quando irá a "netart" passar para os museus, e fazer o percurso inverso das obras de arte feitas para serem vistas corpo-a-acorpo e que já passaram para a net?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;É certo que "ter conhecimento de ...", ou "ter visto...", diferencia-se claramente de "ter vivido a  experiência de...". Será tão certo assim? São tão diversificadas as possibilidades de experiência que penso tornar-se esta questão numa discussão sem fim...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fonte: &lt;a href="http://e-artcasting.blogspot.com/2008/01/can-art-be-experienced-on-phone.html"&gt;e-artcasting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2647355850040098202?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2647355850040098202/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2647355850040098202' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2647355850040098202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2647355850040098202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/05/experincia.html' title='Experiência'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1751293222061857128</id><published>2008-05-15T00:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:54:00.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Faz sete anos que um aluno do 1ºCiclo me perguntou, sobre os seus amigos imaginários: "Professora, mas eu posso mesmo imaginar?"&lt;br /&gt;Respondi: "Claro que sim. Mas há momentos que precisas de dizer aos amigos imaginários para esperarem à porta do lado de fora da sala. E imaginas novamente no intervalo ou quando estiveres a fazer um desenho ou a escrever uma estória"&lt;br /&gt;Foi inesquecível o brilho de espanto nos olhos deste miudo. Espero que continue a imaginar "sem limites"... e se fosse meu aluno hoje, leváva-o a navegar &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.metmuseum.org/special/superheroes/index.asp"&gt;por aqui.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1751293222061857128?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1751293222061857128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1751293222061857128' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1751293222061857128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1751293222061857128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/05/faz-sete-anos-que-um-aluno-do-1ciclo-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-992065727301005411</id><published>2008-05-05T22:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:13.378Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SB-EimiBlhI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/X7tTtvhq3Kc/s1600-h/TR12112_79_CCCR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SB-EimiBlhI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/X7tTtvhq3Kc/s320/TR12112_79_CCCR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197018225002518034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moma.org/collection/browse_results.php?criteria=O%3AAD%3AE%3A8328&amp;amp;page_number=2&amp;amp;template_id=1&amp;amp;sort_order=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Polly Apfelbaum: &lt;i&gt;Stolen Kisses&lt;/i&gt; (2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conhecem a artista Polly Apfelbaum? Conhecem o seu trabalho "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stolen Kisses&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É maravilhoso chegar a casa  depois de um dia de Sol, abrir o email e ler na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;newsletter&lt;/span&gt; de Serralves que  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:9;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; este trabalho está em exposição. Alegria, beijos roubados, cor, círculos ... que melhor pretexto se pode ter para visitar um museu!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-992065727301005411?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/992065727301005411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=992065727301005411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/992065727301005411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/992065727301005411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/05/polly-apfelbaum-stolen-kisses-2002.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SB-EimiBlhI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/X7tTtvhq3Kc/s72-c/TR12112_79_CCCR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2226769260590837610</id><published>2008-04-25T15:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:13.526Z</updated><title type='text'>Em dia de revolução</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SBHoxGiBleI/AAAAAAAAAw4/P8ybPqI8790/s1600-h/Go-Confidently---Henry-David-Thoreau--C11750626.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SBHoxGiBleI/AAAAAAAAAw4/P8ybPqI8790/s400/Go-Confidently---Henry-David-Thoreau--C11750626.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193187775599449570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem retirada de &lt;a href="http://ffffound.com/"&gt;fffound&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a revolução interior.&lt;br /&gt;...em português, com o poema de António Gedeão:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pedra filosofal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem que o sonho&lt;br /&gt;é uma constante da vida&lt;br /&gt;tão concreta e definida&lt;br /&gt;como outra coisa qualquer,&lt;br /&gt;como esta pedra cinzenta&lt;br /&gt;em que me sento e descanso,&lt;br /&gt;como este ribeiro manso,&lt;br /&gt;em serenos sobressaltos,&lt;br /&gt;como estes pinheiros altos,&lt;br /&gt;que em oiro se agitam,&lt;br /&gt;como estas aves que gritam&lt;br /&gt;em bebedeiras de azul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem que o sonho&lt;br /&gt;é vinho, é espuma, é fermento,&lt;br /&gt;bichinho alacre e sedento,&lt;br /&gt;de focinho pontiagudo,&lt;br /&gt;que foça através de tudo&lt;br /&gt;num perpétuo movimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem que o sonho&lt;br /&gt;é tela, é cor, é pincel,&lt;br /&gt;base, fuste, capitel,&lt;br /&gt;arco em ogiva, vitral,&lt;br /&gt;pináculo de catedral,&lt;br /&gt;contraponto, sinfonia,&lt;br /&gt;máscara graga, magia,&lt;br /&gt;que é retorta de alquimista,&lt;br /&gt;mapa do mundo distante,&lt;br /&gt;rosa dos ventos, Infante,&lt;br /&gt;caravela quinhentista,&lt;br /&gt;que é cabo da Boa Esperança,&lt;br /&gt;ouro, canela, marfim,&lt;br /&gt;florete de espadachim,&lt;br /&gt;bastidor, paço de dança,&lt;br /&gt;Colombina e Arlequim,&lt;br /&gt;passarola voadora,&lt;br /&gt;pára-raios, locomotiva,&lt;br /&gt;barco de proa festiva,&lt;br /&gt;alto-forno, geradora,&lt;br /&gt;cisão de átomo, radar,&lt;br /&gt;ultra-som, televisão,&lt;br /&gt;desembarque em foguetão&lt;br /&gt;na superfície lunar.&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem, nem sonham,&lt;br /&gt;que o sonho comanda a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre que o homem sonha&lt;br /&gt;o mundo pula e avança&lt;br /&gt;como bola colorida&lt;br /&gt;entre as mãos de uma criança. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2226769260590837610?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2226769260590837610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2226769260590837610' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2226769260590837610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2226769260590837610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/04/em-dia-de-revoluo.html' title='Em dia de revolução'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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href="http://www.you-are-beautiful.com/INSTALLATIONS.htm"&gt;www.you-are-beautiful.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4632651965444947633?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4632651965444947633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4632651965444947633' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4632651965444947633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4632651965444947633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/04/www.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SAz5R2NaSUI/AAAAAAAAAww/L5toKWZBW0E/s72-c/youarebeautiful-com_IMG_1483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6793044319508325462</id><published>2008-04-19T17:45:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:13.862Z</updated><title type='text'>Arte de rua</title><content type='html'>Terá o artista de rua mais liberdade do que o artista que expõe em galerias? É mais livre em espaço, em mente ... o que os distingue? Podem-se comparar desta forma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que vejo o trabalho de um artista de rua (curioso é que vejo sobretudo online!) fico sempre com a sensação que existe uma maior liberdade na exposição do seu trabalho  do que aquela tem o artista que aguarda por um espaço interior de galeria ou outro semelhante para expôr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Como sempre alguma coisa despoleta a escrita dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posts&lt;/span&gt;, desta vez foi o trabalho de &lt;a href="http://www.jiar.de/"&gt;Jiar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os artistas têm a capacidade de nos emocionar e entusiasmar ... talvez com os trabalhos dos artistas de rua, fique com a sensação que também posso ter essa liberdade de expôr (dentro dos limites legais ... afinal limites há sempre) de intervir, de fazer interagir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há tempos o &lt;a href="http://www.woostercollective.com/index.php?page=4"&gt;Wooster Collective&lt;/a&gt; tinha um post com um &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=caEgsHxs-5Y"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; que mostrava pessoas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;que  ao passarem na rua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;paravam e algumas interagiam com uma parede pintada por Banksy. Fiquei desde então a pensar no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;impacto&lt;/span&gt; que tem a arte de rua, na força que este espaço público tem  na apresentação da obra do artista e no impacto que cria na vida do comum cidadão. Quando vejo uma parede pintada páro. Páro e observo, sinto e penso. Eu gosto de ver os azulejos nas paredes das estações de comboio, eu gosto de ver alguns graffitis nas paredes dos túneis das estações de comboio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SAotbGNaSTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/IzzCEpN4GAI/s320/Banksy_camera-girl-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191011464044497202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SAotbGNaSTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/IzzCEpN4GAI/s1600-h/Banksy_camera-girl-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.banksy.co.uk/outdoors/horizontal_1.htm"&gt;Banksy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-6793044319508325462?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6793044319508325462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6793044319508325462' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6793044319508325462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6793044319508325462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/04/ter-o-artista-de-rua-mais-liberdade-do.html' title='Arte de rua'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/SAotbGNaSTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/IzzCEpN4GAI/s72-c/Banksy_camera-girl-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7666549752396927191</id><published>2008-04-11T19:26:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T22:03:57.407+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplar</title><content type='html'>Foi-me colocada a questão sobre a existência de vivência artística através do que acedemos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;online&lt;/span&gt;. Como acontece? É possível? O que dizer sobre esse tipo de vivência artística? Resumidamente, respondi: será um novo tipo de vivência artística que estará a surgir, possível, mas diferente da vivência artística que se tem quando se está fisicamente perante a obra de arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, em poucos minutos o dia ofereceu chuva e sol, vento frio e temperatura amena. Estive a contemplar o dia e o tempo, as nuvens, o céu, o sol, o jardim. Penso que não deverá ser possível "contemplar" sem estar fisicamente presente perante aquilo que se contempla. Não será possível contemplar a partir do virtual, do que está &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;online&lt;/span&gt;. Pensei então na resposta que dei à questão sobre a possibilidade da vivência artística através da obra de arte à qual acedemos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;online,&lt;/span&gt; e fiquei na dúvida se terei respondido bem! Se é possível uma vivência artística, por que não a contemplação? ... estarei a pensar bem, quando penso que não é possível contemplar de forma virtual/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;online&lt;/span&gt; ... ? ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-7666549752396927191?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7666549752396927191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7666549752396927191' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7666549752396927191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7666549752396927191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/04/contemplar.html' title='Contemplar'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2226464485624208373</id><published>2008-03-28T20:01:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:14.129Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R-1O4XN9deI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/RnIoSdaVgqc/s1600-h/HuangBai_newChineseArtist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R-1O4XN9deI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/RnIoSdaVgqc/s400/HuangBai_newChineseArtist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182885476385519074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newchineseart.com/huang-bai/huang-bai.htm"&gt;Huang Bai&lt;/a&gt;  (Chinese Artist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há dias em que as ruas, as casas, as pessoas, deviam ter tantas cores quantas as da imagem!&lt;br /&gt;Continuo a surpreender-me com o poder que a cor tem sobre as pessoas, sobre mim. Tanto quanto a música penso! Se estamos equipados para as ver, é porque nos são essenciais para viver, para viver bem. E nesta imagem vivo bem, com as cores e as formas, e os ritmos que ambas criam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2226464485624208373?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2226464485624208373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2226464485624208373' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2226464485624208373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2226464485624208373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/03/huang-bai-chinese-artist-h-dias-em-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R-1O4XN9deI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/RnIoSdaVgqc/s72-c/HuangBai_newChineseArtist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-542009291706159551</id><published>2008-03-27T10:36:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:14.366Z</updated><title type='text'>Graffiti no Museu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R-t9EnN9ddI/AAAAAAAAAwI/MbJhvppaiQc/s1600-h/graffitiMOMA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R-t9EnN9ddI/AAAAAAAAAwI/MbJhvppaiQc/s320/graffitiMOMA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182373314420372946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem do video Graffiti at MOMA, Graffiti Research Lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este movimento que está a surgir do Graffiti nos museus, paredes onde &lt;a href="http://www.banksy.co.uk/"&gt;Banksy&lt;/a&gt; graffitou a serem leiloadas ... a valorização desta arte pelo espaço onde está exposta e por quanto é vendida ... não vos faz lembrar nada?&lt;br /&gt;A História repete-se, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://graffitiresearchlab.com/?page_id=138#video"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vamos lá testemunhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  a entrada em acção de mais de 25 dos melhores &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;writers &lt;/span&gt;de Nova York, que fazendo equipa com os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://graffitiresearchlab.com/"&gt;Graffiti Research Lab&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; glorificaram a sua arte no &lt;a href="http://moma.org/"&gt;MOMA&lt;/a&gt; (Museu de Arte Moderna, Nova York).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fonte: &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.woostercollective.com/"&gt;Wooster Collective&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-542009291706159551?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/542009291706159551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=542009291706159551' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/542009291706159551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/542009291706159551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/03/graffiti-no-moma.html' title='Graffiti no Museu'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R-t9EnN9ddI/AAAAAAAAAwI/MbJhvppaiQc/s72-c/graffitiMOMA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-261806125839331789</id><published>2008-02-28T20:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:30:05.807Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quem anda com poemas no bolso?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-261806125839331789?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/261806125839331789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=261806125839331789' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/261806125839331789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/261806125839331789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/quem-anda-com-poemas-no-bolso.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-9190486208923311007</id><published>2008-02-27T21:57:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:49:01.692Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O que se procura quando se vai a um espectáculo ou uma exposição? Se se procura ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Fui à procura do totalmente inesperado! Não encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;Não fui à procura de nada. Encontrei o totalmente inesperado!&lt;br /&gt;Fui na expectativa do conhecido, recebi ainda menos do que conhecia.&lt;br /&gt;Procurava emoções fortes, não tive nenhuma.&lt;br /&gt;Entrei e surpreendi-me da primeira à última peça exposta, permaneci quanto tempo quis, era a unica visitante.&lt;br /&gt;Fui transportada para uma dimensão paralela em pensamento e emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Fui à procura de um indício de paixão, encontrei e regressei sem ela.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-9190486208923311007?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/9190486208923311007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=9190486208923311007' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/9190486208923311007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/9190486208923311007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-que-se-procura-num-espectculo-ou.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2105977060898290931</id><published>2008-02-26T09:12:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:46:30.073Z</updated><title type='text'>Arte de sorrir</title><content type='html'>A arte de sorrir e ser bem disposto também deveria ser abordada por aqui. É uma arte sem dúvida, requer um trabalho contínuo e um esforço consciente da sua criação. A partir do momento em que é criada a obra do sorriso, imediatamente é colocado em exposição pública, no nosso olhar, boca, músculos, brilho, gestos. Recebemos um feedback imediato do espectador desta criação e uma interacção com a "obra de arte".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(post dedicado à menina da portagem à entrada de Lousada, que tão simpáticamente e sorridente me recebe todas as manhãs com uma palavra que aproxima e brilho que me faz mais feliz pela manhã)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2105977060898290931?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2105977060898290931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2105977060898290931' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2105977060898290931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2105977060898290931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/arte-de-sorrir.html' title='Arte de sorrir'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5839245124324843320</id><published>2008-02-25T22:44:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:14.558Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R8NFPTCsTSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/VbKUJ1A_Y5U/s1600-h/102-0264_IMG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R8NFPTCsTSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/VbKUJ1A_Y5U/s320/102-0264_IMG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171052926263381282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sol e a Sombra merecem ser mais explorados, quanto mais não seja pela intervenção do inesperadamente Natural num trabalho. (?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5839245124324843320?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5839245124324843320/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5839245124324843320' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5839245124324843320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5839245124324843320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-sol-e-sombra-merecem-ser-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R8NFPTCsTSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/VbKUJ1A_Y5U/s72-c/102-0264_IMG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6917138141800676664</id><published>2008-02-24T17:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:10:13.570Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey &lt;a href="http://www.ellafitzgerald.com/"&gt;Ella&lt;/a&gt;! Hey &lt;a href="http://louis-armstrong.net/"&gt;Louis&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about your music that makes me feel totally at home with myself and full of nice feelings? What happiness and emotion and rhythm, and what orchestras, what a sound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best, and thank you so much for all that music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marta&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/1350893074885678185-6917138141800676664?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6917138141800676664/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6917138141800676664' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6917138141800676664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6917138141800676664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-ella-hey-louis-what-is-it-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5514790946387818723</id><published>2008-02-14T22:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:15.107Z</updated><title type='text'>Love teaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R7S_QzCsTKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1ibjS1edCFw/s1600-h/toastersret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R7S_QzCsTKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1ibjS1edCFw/s320/toastersret.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166964967801113762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem retirada de &lt;a href="http://woostercollective.com/"&gt;Wooster Collective&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5514790946387818723?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5514790946387818723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5514790946387818723' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5514790946387818723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5514790946387818723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-teaser.html' title='Love teaser'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R7S_QzCsTKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1ibjS1edCFw/s72-c/toastersret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-8130885672369174004</id><published>2008-02-12T00:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:15.991Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e pronto um momento de pub &lt;div&gt;toca  ver e ler o texto magnifico:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaJUkpuXI/AAAAAAAAAoM/bvG8r_3kvR4/s1600-h/DSC03992+-+peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaJUkpuXI/AAAAAAAAAoM/bvG8r_3kvR4/s400/DSC03992+-+peq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165868626270075250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaMUkpuYI/AAAAAAAAAoU/VcMf1Lus-iQ/s1600-h/DSC03994+-+peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaMUkpuYI/AAAAAAAAAoU/VcMf1Lus-iQ/s400/DSC03994+-+peq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165868677809682818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaMUkpuZI/AAAAAAAAAoc/BY6wGdTWZLo/s1600-h/DSC03996+-+peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaMUkpuZI/AAAAAAAAAoc/BY6wGdTWZLo/s400/DSC03996+-+peq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165868677809682834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaM0kpuaI/AAAAAAAAAok/IuAEGMBGyTc/s1600-h/DSC03998+-+peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaM0kpuaI/AAAAAAAAAok/IuAEGMBGyTc/s400/DSC03998+-+peq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165868686399617442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por fim . &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;s. salvador do mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; edições GAILIVRO, SA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;texto valter hugo mae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ilustração rui effe&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;fotografia v.h.m.&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/1350893074885678185-8130885672369174004?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8130885672369174004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=8130885672369174004' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8130885672369174004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8130885672369174004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/e-pronto-um-momento-de-pub-toca-ver-e.html' title=''/><author><name>clica no play</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R7DaJUkpuXI/AAAAAAAAAoM/bvG8r_3kvR4/s72-c/DSC03992+-+peq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5483300169498455966</id><published>2008-02-03T15:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:16.253Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R6XkTnJ3pYI/AAAAAAAAAsk/15j5Nes_Q8E/s1600-h/zwischenzeilen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R6XkTnJ3pYI/AAAAAAAAAsk/15j5Nes_Q8E/s320/zwischenzeilen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162783573429167490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.zwischendenzeilen.ch/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;diplomprojekt 2007 © conny schwark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.zwischendenzeilen.ch/movie.html"&gt;Ver video  diplomprojekt 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O alfabeto, responsável por toda a comunicação. A pontuação, pela expressão. Quantas vezes nos inspiramos neles ou lhes fazemos a homenagem devida por existirem e determinarem todos os dias, a nossa vida escrita? Este trabalho sensibilizou-me.&lt;br /&gt;Em que nos inspiramos para criar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5483300169498455966?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5483300169498455966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5483300169498455966' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5483300169498455966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5483300169498455966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/diplomprojekt-2007-conny-schwark-ver.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R6XkTnJ3pYI/AAAAAAAAAsk/15j5Nes_Q8E/s72-c/zwischenzeilen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4183570447422626714</id><published>2008-02-02T00:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:57:44.925Z</updated><title type='text'>Erykah Badu</title><content type='html'>Gostamos da &lt;a href="http://www.erykahbadu.com/"&gt;Erykah Badu&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Por que gostamos da &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/erykahbadu"&gt;Erykah&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Conheci a música (por culpa da Isabel), e só vi a sua imagem na Internet 8 meses mais tarde! O que quer dizer, hoje! A imagem cria realmente um grande impacto, e agora como vou gerir a imagem imaginada por mim, e a imagem criada pela Badu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4183570447422626714?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4183570447422626714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4183570447422626714' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4183570447422626714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4183570447422626714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/02/erykah-badu.html' title='Erykah Badu'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-8527860771924018312</id><published>2008-01-23T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:18:30.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Continuação da felicidade</title><content type='html'>(Para mim) Felicidade também é ouvir Chico Buarque num dia de sol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-8527860771924018312?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8527860771924018312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=8527860771924018312' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8527860771924018312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8527860771924018312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/01/continuao-da-felicidade.html' title='Continuação da felicidade'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7494088758487664234</id><published>2008-01-20T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:38:03.662Z</updated><title type='text'>Sobre a felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No programa televisivo "Câmara Clara", do dia 30 de Dezembro de 2007, o tema de conversa foi a felicidade. Foi mostrado uma breve conversa tida com o sociólogo francês Alain Tauraine, sobre a possibilidade de aceder á felicidade, da qual transcrevo o seuinte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;«Alain Touraine - Para nós, no mundo moderno, as coisas mudam. Esperamos mais e não o recebemos. Portanto, quanto mais as coisas progridem, melhor vivemos e menos felizes estamos. A questão, portanto, é esta: haverá um lugar para a felicidade? Eu sou levado a dizer que nem por isso. Mas a única resposta verdadeiramente, é o reconhecimento da minha individualidade, e se possível, o reconhecimento do outro e de mim pelo outro. Sejam um, dois, três ou quatro. Mas, digamos, reconhecimentos mútuos dos sujeitos. Mas ao nível da sociedade não existe felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu diria que os movimentos sociais atingiram uma dimensão universal. Ou seja, ao fim ao cabo o que é que as pessoas dizem, hoje em dia? Eu quero ser tratado como um homem. Quero que respeitem a minha dignidade. Quero que respeitem aquilo que eu sou. Não quero ser humilhado ... eu tenho o direito à existência pessoal. E isso pode definir-se, naturalmente, de uma forma colectiva.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Direito à existência pessoal, respeito pela minha dignidade, são duas afirmações que despertaram algumas reflexões para as quais não tenho obviamente uma conclusão. Mas concordo com ambas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deixo o link para a página web do &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dois.tv/programas/camaraclara/"&gt;"Câmara Clara"&lt;/a&gt;, onde se pode aceder ao arquivo e rever online, todos os programas. O excerto do programa em que se conversa com Alain Tauraine, encontra-se no minuto 19:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-7494088758487664234?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7494088758487664234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7494088758487664234' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7494088758487664234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7494088758487664234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/01/sobre-felicidade.html' title='Sobre a felicidade'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7425347772270174401</id><published>2008-01-16T21:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:16.737Z</updated><title type='text'>Cor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R458VH50rYI/AAAAAAAAArc/TlkT6XjIVOE/s1600-h/a2727d57-11e7-40b0-9a90-bd8e8593ff17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R458VH50rYI/AAAAAAAAArc/TlkT6XjIVOE/s200/a2727d57-11e7-40b0-9a90-bd8e8593ff17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156195325726469506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.camjap.gulbenkian.pt/l2/ar%7B85F3FAEF-E06B-4276-ABF4-432DB79813C4%7D/m1/t1.aspx"&gt;imagem 1&lt;/a&gt;)Fernando Calhau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R458J350rWI/AAAAAAAAArM/mAQplm3Q0rs/s1600-h/Fernando+Calhau_imagem+newsletter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R458J350rWI/AAAAAAAAArM/mAQplm3Q0rs/s320/Fernando+Calhau_imagem+newsletter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156195132452941154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.aoficina.pt/html/modules.php?name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=366"&gt;imagem2&lt;/a&gt;)Fernando Calhau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em tempos houve  em Guimarães uma exposição com desenhos do Fernando Calhau (1948-2002). Uma exposição que não me pareceu fácil de "receber", apesar de ir sempre muito receptiva para novas experiências e modos de ver. No primeiro piso do espaço havia sobretudo desenhos de garandes dimensões feitos com carvão (imagem1) quase tudo muito preto, no segundo piso via-se um pouco mais de cor (imagem2). Respirei fundo no segundo piso, senti-me mais leve e mais feliz como visitante da exposição. O facto de ter desenhos com cor foi um alívio para mim, um brinde. Mas fiquei a pensar nesta questão da cor, ou melhor dizendo, das cores e do alívio/prazer que senti ao vê-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver o filme "O Bom Alemão", gostei bastante do filme, mas no final já fora da sala de cinema não pude deixar de comentar "mas se fosse a cores seria menos 'pesado'". Eu que gosto de filmes a preto e branco, vi bastantes e continuo a ver. Mas o preto deste filme era mais presente deixando pouca margem para que os cinzentos aparecessem e isso deixou-me num estado emocional depois do filme totalmente diferente daquele que teria se este fosse a cores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é que as cores têm?...&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/1350893074885678185-7425347772270174401?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7425347772270174401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7425347772270174401' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7425347772270174401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7425347772270174401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/01/cor.html' title='Cor'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R458VH50rYI/AAAAAAAAArc/TlkT6XjIVOE/s72-c/a2727d57-11e7-40b0-9a90-bd8e8593ff17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-8957242894866119956</id><published>2008-01-05T18:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-05T18:04:07.588Z</updated><title type='text'>Em 2008 ...</title><content type='html'>Em 2008 vou ...&lt;br /&gt;Continuar a questionarte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-8957242894866119956?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8957242894866119956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=8957242894866119956' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8957242894866119956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8957242894866119956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2008/01/em-2008.html' title='Em 2008 ...'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1909012371398467805</id><published>2007-12-20T14:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:17.023Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R2p4skwB2fI/AAAAAAAAAhY/RRaIpb9pPes/s1600-h/menino-jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R2p4skwB2fI/AAAAAAAAAhY/RRaIpb9pPes/s400/menino-jesus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146058231398914546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bom natal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1909012371398467805?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1909012371398467805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1909012371398467805' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1909012371398467805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1909012371398467805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/12/bom-natal.html' title=''/><author><name>clica no play</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/R2p4skwB2fI/AAAAAAAAAhY/RRaIpb9pPes/s72-c/menino-jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-722737184225595818</id><published>2007-12-11T16:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:17.373Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R162EHmhb7I/AAAAAAAAApg/4-Ag5rx63Dc/s1600-h/mafalda2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R162EHmhb7I/AAAAAAAAApg/4-Ag5rx63Dc/s400/mafalda2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142748006380040114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Quino (imagem retirada de &lt;a href="http://clubedamafalda.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html"&gt;"Clube da Mafalda")&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Na exposição em Serralves alguém disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- ...por isso é que já muita arte foi varrida e deitada ao lixo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Já anteriormente questionamos por cá "o que é a arte?". Questiono-me se um lenço de papel que deixei cair em Serralves terá sido alvo da mesma questão! o espectador &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; tem que ser crítico para avaliar o que é ou não é arte. E que fique registado que gostei muito da exposição em &lt;a href="http://www.serralves.pt/"&gt;Serralves&lt;/a&gt;, durante a qual não teci considerações como as da Mafalda, mas coloquei questões e me deslumbrei com a leveza e beleza de alguns objectos (que poderiam ser varridos  por pessoas menos disponíveis para questionar). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-722737184225595818?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/722737184225595818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=722737184225595818' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/722737184225595818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/722737184225595818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/12/imagem-retirada-de-clube-da-mafalda.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R162EHmhb7I/AAAAAAAAApg/4-Ag5rx63Dc/s72-c/mafalda2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7593755896550649820</id><published>2007-12-06T10:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:57:31.879Z</updated><title type='text'>Do they know it's christmas</title><content type='html'>:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8jEnTSQStGE&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8jEnTSQStGE&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje os meus vizinhos dizem ter acordado com esta música.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-7593755896550649820?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7593755896550649820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7593755896550649820' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7593755896550649820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7593755896550649820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/12/do-they-know-its-christmas.html' title='Do they know it&apos;s christmas'/><author><name>clica no play</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1748364342408431689</id><published>2007-12-03T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:17.575Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R1SXZXmhbxI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/pnNuZ1lw6I0/s1600-R/q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R1SXZXmhbxI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/myogKB8YlDk/s200/q.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139899536824692498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  lang="PT" &gt;©&lt;a href="http://www.oriolnicolas.com/"&gt;Oriol Nicolàs, "Don't let the sistem get you down".&lt;/a&gt; Acrylic on recicled packaging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  lang="PT" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim se pintam fortes palavras de ordem em frágil material. Ouvi dizer (ai a falta de rigor científico!) que a nova forma de controlo social é a diminuição das expectativas e da autoestima. Parece que Oriol já sabia e por isso pintou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1748364342408431689?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1748364342408431689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1748364342408431689' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1748364342408431689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1748364342408431689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/12/oriol-nicols-dont-let-sistem-get-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/R1SXZXmhbxI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/myogKB8YlDk/s72-c/q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-709851088441024387</id><published>2007-11-30T02:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-30T02:11:09.766Z</updated><title type='text'>R: A dimensão da Internet</title><content type='html'>...é relativa a dimensão da Internet, como a de todas as outras coisas, certamente...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-709851088441024387?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/709851088441024387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=709851088441024387' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/709851088441024387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/709851088441024387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/11/r-dimenso-da-internet.html' title='R: A dimensão da Internet'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4493122723802612813</id><published>2007-11-30T01:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-30T01:42:32.945Z</updated><title type='text'>A dimensão da Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deixem-me partilhar estes deslumbres convosco, sobre tudo o que pesquiso online e encontro por acasos, ligações, sugestões de amigos ... seria impossível percorrer fisicamente os espaços que percorro online, a uma velocidade impressionante, impressiona-me a velocidade a que tenho acesso a tudo online. Por que pesquisamos, qual a verdadeira recompensa para que o façamos vezes sem conta? Vivências virtuais online é um tema recorrente bem sei ... que utilidade tenho em saber o que pesquisei hoje, os cruzamentos de links no acaso sobre temas que me interessam? Que utilidade existiu em ver &lt;a href="http://www.miga-label.org/eng/multimedia.htm"&gt;este video&lt;/a&gt;? Para que serve realmente a Internet? Que mundo paralelo é este que a partir dela se cria? É paralelo, é cruzado, é finito, é infinito?&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/1350893074885678185-4493122723802612813?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4493122723802612813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4493122723802612813' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4493122723802612813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4493122723802612813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/11/dimenso-das-coisas.html' title='A dimensão da Internet'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6133168679190951553</id><published>2007-11-22T12:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T12:10:38.800Z</updated><title type='text'>Os questionárticos foram raptados pelo ET verde?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/lxzvK5pxu8k" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/lxzvK5pxu8k" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Animação "One Ring Zero: Stop Metric Madness" de Brian Biggs (2005).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Onde param os questionárticos? Terão sido raptados pelo ET verde ou pelos senhores de fato e chapéu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-6133168679190951553?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6133168679190951553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6133168679190951553' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6133168679190951553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6133168679190951553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/11/os-questionrticos-foram-raptados-pelo.html' title='Os questionárticos foram raptados pelo ET verde?'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5264845058855548809</id><published>2007-11-13T23:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:52:06.721Z</updated><title type='text'>Estados Emocionais</title><content type='html'>Lisa Ekdahl é mais leve e maravilhosa interprete vocalista, hoje, agora, neste momento...porque as emoções têm destas coisas: são intensas e passageiras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5264845058855548809?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5264845058855548809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5264845058855548809' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5264845058855548809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5264845058855548809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/11/estados-emocionais.html' title='Estados Emocionais'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6271274673141363119</id><published>2007-11-08T17:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-08T18:01:16.268Z</updated><title type='text'>Percepções</title><content type='html'>Dois colaboradores  deste blog (X e Y) foram em missão imprevisível ver o filme do badalado realizador David Lynch: "INLAND EMPIRE"!&lt;br /&gt;Caricatura dos resultados da missão:&lt;br /&gt;Y: não gostou porque não percebeu nada.&lt;br /&gt;X: gostou porque não percebeu nada.&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/1350893074885678185-6271274673141363119?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6271274673141363119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6271274673141363119' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6271274673141363119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6271274673141363119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/11/percepes.html' title='Percepções'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-8196845801566245346</id><published>2007-11-02T22:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:17.734Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RyuhOdKWqoI/AAAAAAAAAko/gBlHwHlVRR4/s1600-h/talkless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RyuhOdKWqoI/AAAAAAAAAko/gBlHwHlVRR4/s320/talkless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128369870409738882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;photo: &lt;a href="http://www.woostercollective.com/index.php?page=3"&gt;WoosterCollective page3, Monday October 8, 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós por cá levamos muito a sério estas mensagens da arte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-8196845801566245346?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8196845801566245346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=8196845801566245346' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8196845801566245346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8196845801566245346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-woostercollective-page3-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RyuhOdKWqoI/AAAAAAAAAko/gBlHwHlVRR4/s72-c/talkless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1132684503659676646</id><published>2007-10-21T19:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:17.950Z</updated><title type='text'>Compreensão retardada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RxuX39ydpCI/AAAAAAAAAi8/RTc59Yhy4t0/s1600-h/Corazon-cerebro_montt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RxuX39ydpCI/AAAAAAAAAi8/RTc59Yhy4t0/s200/Corazon-cerebro_montt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123855988798891042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagem de Alberto Montt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num espectáculo de comédia, o humorista classificou algumas piadas, entre as quais as "piadas retardadas": vamos para casa no fim do espectáculo e, só no dia seguinte é que percebemos/ou a vamos percebendo e nos rimos da piada. Pois bem, isto justifica o título deste post! Guardei esta ilustração do &lt;a href="http://albertomontt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alberto Montt&lt;/a&gt;, e hoje percebi-a de uma maneira diferente: compreensão retardada!&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os campos da arte, a compreensão retardada é o que mais nos dá prazer! O desenho, ele próprio, me qestiona de formas diferentes das vezes que olho para ele, outras vezes dá-me respostas a questões que lhe coloco em emoção pensada. E tudo isto porque escrever uma tese é sem dúvida um exercício permanente entre os dois protagonistas da imagem, para que nenhum fique KO! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1132684503659676646?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1132684503659676646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1132684503659676646' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1132684503659676646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1132684503659676646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/10/compreenso-retardada.html' title='Compreensão retardada'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RxuX39ydpCI/AAAAAAAAAi8/RTc59Yhy4t0/s72-c/Corazon-cerebro_montt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3847192797295723439</id><published>2007-09-25T15:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:18.108Z</updated><title type='text'>Sem saber porquê...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/Rvkfzz-4PUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/fipBkpOJjzw/s1600-h/IMG_1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/Rvkfzz-4PUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/fipBkpOJjzw/s200/IMG_1328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114153826843639106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-3847192797295723439?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3847192797295723439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=3847192797295723439' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3847192797295723439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3847192797295723439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/09/sen-saber-porqu.html' title='Sem saber porquê...'/><author><name>Isabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--noEBEz9la0/Tpw2lcqWFGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AVKoTxv4Cik/s220/Iiisas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/Rvkfzz-4PUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/fipBkpOJjzw/s72-c/IMG_1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-719688151034353480</id><published>2007-09-22T15:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:18.353Z</updated><title type='text'>Porquê?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RvUmhUaW_iI/AAAAAAAAAf8/AsAjoSgrk9I/s1600-h/MP-URQUD-00092-A-072_Donald+Urquhart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RvUmhUaW_iI/AAAAAAAAAf8/AsAjoSgrk9I/s200/MP-URQUD-00092-A-072_Donald+Urquhart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113035305805872674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem de Donald Urquhart, retirada de &lt;a href="http://artnews.info/gallery.php?i=579&amp;amp;exi=6533"&gt;Artnews.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-719688151034353480?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/719688151034353480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=719688151034353480' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/719688151034353480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/719688151034353480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/09/porqu.html' title='Porquê?'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RvUmhUaW_iI/AAAAAAAAAf8/AsAjoSgrk9I/s72-c/MP-URQUD-00092-A-072_Donald+Urquhart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5621338369490858319</id><published>2007-09-22T12:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:18.502Z</updated><title type='text'>Confrontação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RvUDpkaW_hI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3BOQZMlaZMk/s1600-h/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RvUDpkaW_hI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3BOQZMlaZMk/s200/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112996964632821266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem: não sei quem é o autor, encontrei-a em 2006 na WorldWideWeb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê? Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;"Porquê" é uma confrontação?&lt;br /&gt;Ora explica lá porquê!&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes nos confrontam com "porquê"? Quem nos diz "porquê"? Porquê confrontar os outros com "porquê"?&lt;br /&gt;Porquê?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5621338369490858319?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5621338369490858319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5621338369490858319' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5621338369490858319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5621338369490858319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/09/confrontao.html' title='Confrontação'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RvUDpkaW_hI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3BOQZMlaZMk/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5456774381703213171</id><published>2007-09-17T22:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T12:22:53.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Será a música?</title><content type='html'>Uma questão que me coloco há bastante tempo e, para a qual tenho uma resposta provisória. Não sei se a consigo colocar da forma mais correcta e explícita possível, mas vou tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual será a forma de arte mais universalizada, ou seja, aquela que chega  e é recebida pelo maior número de pessoas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha resposta provisória para esta questão é: a música.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5456774381703213171?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5456774381703213171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5456774381703213171' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5456774381703213171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5456774381703213171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/09/uma-questo-que-me-coloco-h-bastante.html' title='Será a música?'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5598963101755056773</id><published>2007-09-14T10:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T10:38:05.739+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Notícia ouvida</title><content type='html'>Ouvi uma notícia sobre uma nova bomba inventada pelos russos. Disse o jornalista da rádio: «uma bomba que queima tudo num raio de (x)kms, mas com a vantagem de não espalhar radioactividade...» ...&lt;br /&gt;Uma bomba com uma vantagem!!!???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5598963101755056773?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5598963101755056773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5598963101755056773' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5598963101755056773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5598963101755056773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/09/uma-notcia.html' title='Notícia ouvida'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5501009642515020978</id><published>2007-09-06T13:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:18.705Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma prenda musical...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVH8FV8cqOc/Rt_vDzzH_QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R5BS7U1uOqU/s1600-h/denison+witmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVH8FV8cqOc/Rt_vDzzH_QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R5BS7U1uOqU/s200/denison+witmer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107063351184719106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://happybirthdaydenison.com/"&gt;http://happybirthdaydenison.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5501009642515020978?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5501009642515020978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5501009642515020978' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5501009642515020978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5501009642515020978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/09/uma-prenda-musical.html' title='Uma prenda musical...'/><author><name>Aurora Moreira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVH8FV8cqOc/Rt_vDzzH_QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R5BS7U1uOqU/s72-c/denison+witmer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1349739237960207688</id><published>2007-09-04T22:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:44:33.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Porquê ter um blog?</title><content type='html'>Por que criamos e mantemos os nossos blogs?&lt;br /&gt;Qual foi a motivação inicial para criar cada um dos nossos blogs?&lt;br /&gt;Qual a motivação para os mantermos activos?&lt;br /&gt;O que pretendemos comunicar com os nossos blogs?&lt;br /&gt;Por que lemos frequentemente blogs de outros?&lt;br /&gt;E por que mantemos mais do que um blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1349739237960207688?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1349739237960207688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1349739237960207688' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1349739237960207688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1349739237960207688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/09/blogs-e-comunicao.html' title='Porquê ter um blog?'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4169030277856803057</id><published>2007-08-30T23:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:41:35.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lantejoulas</title><content type='html'>As lantejoulas desceram às ruas. Em cada T-shirt, saco, sapato, lenço, brinco, colar, cinto, casaco, calça, saia, meia, roupa interor e exterior...lá está a lantejoula. Quem em tempos a confinou aos fatos do espectáculo, aos vestidos de gala,  libertou-a  agora. Em cada passo que dou num dia pleno de Sol, lá está o brilho da lantejoula a passear-se pela rua, a reflectir-se nos meus olhos. A acompanhar as lantejoulas estão os brilhantes presentes em tudo, de noite e de dia nos homens e nas mulheres, uma moda plena de brilho.&lt;br /&gt;Como vamos sopurtar o Inverno? A lantejoula não foi feita para andar ao frio, ao vento e à chuva, ou com outras peças de roupa a tapar a lantejoula. Que brilho vamos ter na moda Outono/Inverno que nos ajude a passar suavemente da "overdose" de lantejoula para a diminuição brutal do brilho?&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto das lantejoulas, e tenho T-shirts com elas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando vou reviver com a mesma emoção um espectáculo de circo?&lt;br /&gt;Quando vou reviver a emoção da compra de um vestido com lantejoulas?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4169030277856803057?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4169030277856803057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4169030277856803057' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4169030277856803057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4169030277856803057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/lantejoulas.html' title='Lantejoulas'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4996239759024320719</id><published>2007-08-30T01:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:37:11.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudar de profissão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quantas vezes já pensamos em mudar de profissão? E quando pensamos nisso o que nos impede de o concretizar?&lt;br /&gt;Somos tão aliciados com a ideia/certeza que já não existe "uma profissão para toda a vida", e no entanto parece-me tão lento o processo que leva efectivamente a uma mudança de profissão. Quem atrasa esse processo? O próprio? A verdade é que, ser um profissional competente e apaixonado pela profissão leva tempo a fazer crescer. Para se ser muito bom, não se pode estar sempre a mudar!&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto não mudamos efectivamente de profissão, é interessante o exercício mental de o imaginar.&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes em criança, mudamos de "desejo de profissão"? Crescemos e tornámo-nos consistentes na escolha! será bom, será mau? Pode-se ter perdido uma grande &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;astronauta&lt;/span&gt;, uma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mecânica&lt;/span&gt; criativa, uma professora inovadora... E porque queremos sempre ser grandes na profissão que imaginamos poder vir a ter? Não nos bastava fazer todo um esforço de mudança de profissão para sermos medianamente competentes?&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/1350893074885678185-4996239759024320719?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4996239759024320719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4996239759024320719' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4996239759024320719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4996239759024320719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/mudar-de-profisso.html' title='Mudar de profissão'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3587581727375268643</id><published>2007-08-27T13:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:19.181Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RtK--Sc_FPI/AAAAAAAAASU/r4vvcOghiF4/s1600-h/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RtK--Sc_FPI/AAAAAAAAASU/r4vvcOghiF4/s200/IMG_1326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103351305078772978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-3587581727375268643?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3587581727375268643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=3587581727375268643' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3587581727375268643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3587581727375268643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--noEBEz9la0/Tpw2lcqWFGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AVKoTxv4Cik/s220/Iiisas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RtK--Sc_FPI/AAAAAAAAASU/r4vvcOghiF4/s72-c/IMG_1326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3677653947953929283</id><published>2007-08-26T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:20:59.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Momento musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:180px;height:45px;"&gt;&lt;object width="180" height="29"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.deezer.com/embedded/blogplayer_3.swf?path=10412&amp;color1=CCCCCC&amp;amp;color2=0066FF&amp;color3=0066FF"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.deezer.com/embedded/blogplayer_3.swf?path=10412&amp;amp;color1=CCCCCC&amp;color2=0066FF&amp;amp;color3=0066FF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="180" height="29"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deezer.com" style="border:none;margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.deezer.com/embedded/footer.jpg" alt="free music" title="free music" border="0" style="border:none;margin:0;padding:0;" /&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/1350893074885678185-3677653947953929283?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3677653947953929283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=3677653947953929283' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3677653947953929283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3677653947953929283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/momento-musical.html' title='Momento musical'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7084967447316108757</id><published>2007-08-24T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T17:31:39.607+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos dos posts</title><content type='html'>OK, estava para nem publicar este post...mas rendi-me aos posts &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light &lt;/span&gt;de Agosto! E por que não!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No blog &lt;a href="http://www.freakonomics.com/blog/"&gt;freakonomics&lt;/a&gt; estão a ser feitos videos dos posts! É uma excelente ideia, não sei se é uma acção generalizada, mas foi a 1ª vez que vi tal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, a leveza do mês de Agosto ... já nem questiono, apenas contemplo ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-7084967447316108757?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7084967447316108757/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7084967447316108757' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7084967447316108757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7084967447316108757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/videos-dos-posts.html' title='Videos dos posts'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-855306113565464831</id><published>2007-08-23T22:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:23:17.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Música</title><content type='html'>A Internet é um espaço maravilhoso de acesso à Música! Como é!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ouço um qualquer nome de um músico, banda, orquestra, e lá vou eu ao Google ou ao Myspace pesquisar ... e lá encontro quase sempre músicas (imagens, vídeos, textos) associadas aos nomes que pesquiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reparo que há uns anos que não vejo lojas de música nas ruas das cidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Guimarães, adorava passear e cruzar-me com a discoteca na rua de Sto. António, entrar, passar os dedos pelos discos de vinil e pelos CD. Agora adoro navegar pela Internet e cruzar-me com a discoteca sem fim, entrar e presentear os ouvidos, o cérebro e o coração com as músicas que estavam dentro dos discos de vinil e dentro dos CD.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje passeio pela rua de Sto. António, espreito as montras, vou ao multibanco, entro para lanchar na pastelaria, e só me lembro de música quando chego a casa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-855306113565464831?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/855306113565464831/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=855306113565464831' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/855306113565464831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/855306113565464831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/msica.html' title='Música'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-8208620578760635625</id><published>2007-08-21T15:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:04:47.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Talento ou não eis a questão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um interessantíssimo artigo sobre o talento e como é adquirido, no &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/05/07/magazine/07wwln_freak.html?ei=5070&amp;en=ea9ec4220b378107&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ex=1187668800&amp;adxnnl=1&amp;amp;adxnnlx=1187529444-mp7foUYy1xdzvclwcTMiEg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;New York Times Magazine&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A star is made&lt;/span&gt;" cujos autores são Stephen J. Dubner &amp; Steven D. Levitt.&lt;br /&gt;Para resumir, o talento inato de que tantas vezes se fala está vastamente sobreestimado e, as pessoas que se tornaram muito boas em alguma coisa, seja no desporto, música ou medicina, normalmente deve-se em grande parte à "prática voluntária" (expressão original "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deliberated practice&lt;/span&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale muito apena ler este artigo (em inglês), que também fala do talento dos craques de futebol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-8208620578760635625?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8208620578760635625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=8208620578760635625' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8208620578760635625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8208620578760635625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/talento-ou-no-eis-questo.html' title='Talento ou não eis a questão'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7253815719669564136</id><published>2007-08-20T16:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T16:43:07.172+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprender e nunca esquecer</title><content type='html'>Porque será que nunca "desaprendemos" a andar de bicicleta?&lt;br /&gt;Quem não anda de bicicleta há muitos anos e tentar novamente andar, consegue fazê-lo sem grande dificuldade.&lt;br /&gt;As coisas que aprendemos e nunca esquecemos.&lt;br /&gt;São como aqueles truques de magia que nos ensinam quando somos bem pequeninos, esses também não se esquecem!&lt;br /&gt;Será porque são coisas que nos fascinavam, que alguém se disponibilizou a ensinar sem que tivessemos pedido e, porque assim que conseguimos fazer bem recebemos elogios, sorrisos e gargalhadas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-7253815719669564136?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7253815719669564136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7253815719669564136' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7253815719669564136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7253815719669564136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/aprender-e-nunca-esquecer.html' title='Aprender e nunca esquecer'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6012987721650653796</id><published>2007-08-19T19:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T19:30:23.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Verão</title><content type='html'>Culto do corpo?&lt;br /&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;Complexo do corpo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(quem ilustra este post pfv!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-6012987721650653796?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6012987721650653796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6012987721650653796' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6012987721650653796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6012987721650653796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/culto-do-corpo-ou-complexo-do-corpo.html' title='Verão'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4809756548360323758</id><published>2007-08-18T22:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:26:01.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque não?</title><content type='html'>Uma das ideias que surgiu quando se pensava em criar este blog foi: a criação de um espaço onde se disse-se "porque não?". Sentia que muitas vezes concordamos demais, ou, confrontados com novas ideias, concretizações, posturas, atitudes, etc, dizemos poucas vezes "porque não?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...e afinal, "porque não" escrever este post!?&lt;br /&gt;... e afinal, "porque não" ser eu a escrever todos os posts em Agosto!? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4809756548360323758?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4809756548360323758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4809756548360323758' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4809756548360323758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4809756548360323758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/porque-no.html' title='Porque não?'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2019523774512594095</id><published>2007-08-13T22:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:19.437Z</updated><title type='text'>Fotografar tudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RsWKHSc_ElI/AAAAAAAAALo/XfbDFCyRte4/s1600-h/Foguetim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RsWKHSc_ElI/AAAAAAAAALo/XfbDFCyRte4/s320/Foguetim.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099634010884084306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©Isabel&lt;br /&gt;Fotografia postada em 17.8.07 para ilustrar o post da Marta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fotografamos" tanto!&lt;br /&gt;Estava a ver um belíssimo e emocionante espectáculo de fogo de artifício: emocionei-me, assustei-me, recuei uns passos quando as luzes pareciam vir cumprimentar-me perto demais, ri, estive de boca aberta e olhos sem pestanejar, tapei os ouvidos, destapei os ouvidos, pensei no tempo que passava, surpreendi-me com a arte do artifício... Pessoas que entusiastamente fotografavam/filmavam o fogo de artifício: uma menina que deveria ter 10 anos, esteve uns largos minutos a filmar/fotografar/filmar com o seu telemóvel; um homem que deveria ter 30 anos, esteve alguns minutos a fotografar/enquadrar/filmar com a sua máquina.&lt;br /&gt;Voçês não vêem sempre pessoas a fotografar tudo e qualquer situação. É bom e, é menos bom. Pergunto a quem tanto fotografa:&lt;br /&gt;1-vives a emoção dos momentos, aquela que se guarda só para ti?&lt;br /&gt;2-porquê fotografar tanto?&lt;br /&gt;3- para guardar ou mostrar?&lt;br /&gt;4-tens tempo para aprofundar o sentimento através da descrição em palavras que acompanhem a fotografia? ou mostras as fotografias sem mais palavras, ou com poucas palavras?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...reflexões de Agosto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2019523774512594095?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2019523774512594095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2019523774512594095' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2019523774512594095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2019523774512594095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/fotografar-tudo.html' title='Fotografar tudo'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RsWKHSc_ElI/AAAAAAAAALo/XfbDFCyRte4/s72-c/Foguetim.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4032234545748224619</id><published>2007-08-11T00:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:39:02.431+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poluir só o necessário</title><content type='html'>Estava eu a ouvir música de &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/maxtundra"&gt;Max Tundra.&lt;/a&gt; Achei muito interessante, gostei. Como nestas coisas da Internet, fui conhecer um pouco melhor o Max! Encontrei no &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmJvmDlxzDM"&gt;YouTube uma entrevista exclusiva com Max Tundra.&lt;/a&gt; Max tem uma teoria muito interessante: quando publica um disco (CD), para ele essa publicação tem que se justificar pelo facto de a música ser realmente boa, de outra forma não faz sentido publicar, isto do ponto de vista ambiental. Explica: o CD é de plástico, a embalagem é de plástico e se ninguém o compra só serviu para fazer lixo de plástico...se o que se publica é igual ao que já existe, então «...you are messing the world, you are just polluting it.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm! Dá que pensar! Acho que irei imprimir a minha tese "frente e verso"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:180px;height:45px;"&gt;&lt;object width="180" height="29"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/blogplayer_3.swf?path=2184&amp;color1=cccccc&amp;amp;color2=0066ff&amp;color3=0066ff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/blogplayer_3.swf?path=2184&amp;amp;color1=cccccc&amp;color2=0066ff&amp;amp;color3=0066ff" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="180" height="29"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogmusik.net" style="border:none;margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/footer.jpg" alt="free music" title="free music" border="0" style="border:none;margin:0;padding:0;" /&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/1350893074885678185-4032234545748224619?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4032234545748224619/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4032234545748224619' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4032234545748224619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4032234545748224619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-poluir.html' title='Poluir só o necessário'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5090346532287646284</id><published>2007-08-01T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T19:51:13.482+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Agosto no Questionarte</title><content type='html'>Para quem esperava pela "semana temática V", terá que esperar pelo final das férias merecidas nosso colaborador, a quem cabia a vez de lançar tema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto pensamos em fazer férias por aqui, e propor temas mais  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light &lt;/span&gt;... mas apesar de o ritmo nas férias ser mais &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;não significa que os temas do blog e os pensamentos que os acompanham também tenham que acompanhar essa leveza. A não ser que seja apenas por um curto período de tempo, de forma a não correr o risco de tornar o blog numa "Insustentável leveza de posts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bons posts em Agosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5090346532287646284?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5090346532287646284/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5090346532287646284' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5090346532287646284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5090346532287646284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/08/agosto-no-questionarte.html' title='Agosto no Questionarte'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4696038074550565815</id><published>2007-07-26T22:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:47:33.702+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Semana Temática IV: Arte e sociedade</title><content type='html'>«Que se vença o mutismo entre as pessoas, que se supere o seu isolamento e o seu distanciamento.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O reflexo de um sintoma actual: pergunto-me se uma ideia alargada daquilo que poderá significar arte poderá ser uma solução possível, e talvez até única, para o vazio que se sente entre nós: seres humanos. &lt;br /&gt;Penso num vazio pessoal necessário, um espaço de reflexão, distinto do vazio que existe na sociedade e se faz sentir, de cada vez mais, entre as pessoas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro de onde retirei a frase inicial do post, pode ler-se o registo de uma entrevista a Joseph Beuys (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cada Homem, Um Artista&lt;/span&gt;. 1972, p.82) onde o artista discursou sobre este tema. Em toda a conversa, a educação acaba por tornar-se a principal questão... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como quem "vira o disco e toca o mesmo" será que podemos continuar a questionar a o papel da arte na sociedade?... Talvez como motivo de reflexão, individual e colectiva, poderá a arte ser uma mais valia para a autodeterminação do ser humano?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4696038074550565815?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4696038074550565815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4696038074550565815' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4696038074550565815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4696038074550565815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/tema-iv-arte-e-sociedade.html' title='Semana Temática IV: Arte e sociedade'/><author><name>Isabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--noEBEz9la0/Tpw2lcqWFGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AVKoTxv4Cik/s220/Iiisas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7893432739417822189</id><published>2007-07-26T15:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:19.701Z</updated><title type='text'>intervalo - momento musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Rqi2036pNPI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Gw5fE-5_mFo/s1600-h/LilaDowns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Rqi2036pNPI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Gw5fE-5_mFo/s200/LilaDowns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091520398221718770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem &lt;a href="http://www.rockpaperscissors.biz/index.cfm/fuseaction/current.media/project_id/152.cfm"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liladowns.com/"&gt;Lila Downs&lt;/a&gt; cantando "Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 180px; height: 45px;"&gt;&lt;object height="29" width="180"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/blogplayer_3.swf?path=35587&amp;color1=cccccc&amp;amp;color2=0066ff&amp;color3=0066ff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/blogplayer_3.swf?path=35587&amp;amp;amp;amp;color1=cccccc&amp;color2=0066ff&amp;amp;color3=0066ff" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="29" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogmusik.net/" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/footer.jpg" alt="free music" title="free music" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;" border="0" /&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/1350893074885678185-7893432739417822189?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7893432739417822189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7893432739417822189' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7893432739417822189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7893432739417822189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/intervalo-momento-musical_26.html' title='intervalo - momento musical'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Rqi2036pNPI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Gw5fE-5_mFo/s72-c/LilaDowns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-737057952405710053</id><published>2007-07-19T12:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T13:04:08.832+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Semana Temática III - Expressão corporal...</title><content type='html'>Pode não ter sido o título mais adequado, mas confesso que tive alguma dificuldade em expressar-me...&lt;br /&gt;As reticências são um reflexo disso, alguma indefinição, mas sobretudo a ideia de continuidade. Um título inacabado para ideias em criação.&lt;br /&gt;Sugere-me comunicação, tradução de pensamentos/emoções em comportamentos/acções, a ligação da mente/alma com o corpo... mas também repressão, a força da razão sobre a emoção, por que é tantas vezes difícil expressarmos o que sentimos/pensamos? Porque nem sempre conseguimos comunicar com o nosso corpo? Quais as motivações e as barreiras intrínsecas (da própria personalidade da pessoa) que permitem essa harmonia entre o corpo e a mente?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-737057952405710053?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/737057952405710053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=737057952405710053' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/737057952405710053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/737057952405710053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/semana-temtica-iii-expresso-corporal.html' title='Semana Temática III - Expressão corporal...'/><author><name>Aurora Moreira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1339146832444032268</id><published>2007-07-19T11:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:19.884Z</updated><title type='text'>intervalo - momento musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Rp89M5dCQ1I/AAAAAAAAAac/eK4LKsLs8P8/s1600-h/EllaandLouis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Rp89M5dCQ1I/AAAAAAAAAac/eK4LKsLs8P8/s200/EllaandLouis.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088853395742278482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem &lt;a href="http://perso.orange.fr/patrick.lecordier/Jazzvocal.htm"&gt;daqui:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Garamond;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: capitalize;"&gt;Louis Armstrong &amp; Ella   Fitzgerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 180px; height: 45px;"&gt;&lt;object height="29" width="180"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/blogplayer_3.swf?path=2033&amp;color1=cccccc&amp;amp;color2=0066ff&amp;color3=0066ff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/blogplayer_3.swf?path=2033&amp;amp;amp;amp;color1=cccccc&amp;color2=0066ff&amp;amp;color3=0066ff" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="29" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogmusik.net/" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogmusik.net/embedded/footer.jpg" alt="free music" title="free music" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/1350893074885678185-1339146832444032268?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1339146832444032268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1339146832444032268' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1339146832444032268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1339146832444032268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/intervalo-momento-musical.html' title='intervalo - momento musical'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Rp89M5dCQ1I/AAAAAAAAAac/eK4LKsLs8P8/s72-c/EllaandLouis.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3287251474297782477</id><published>2007-07-15T13:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T13:45:56.358+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Semana temática II - Arte e Ciência no Porto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Li hoje no blog &lt;a href="http://caminhosdoconhecimento.wordpress.com/"&gt;Caminhos do Conhecimento&lt;/a&gt; que no dia 21 de Julho, no Museu Nacional de Soares dos Reis (Porto) haverá um 1º encontro sobre "&lt;a href="http://www.ibmc.up.pt/events/index.php?id=48"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Culturas de fronteira ou Intersecções de arte e ciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;", e com entrada livre.&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/1350893074885678185-3287251474297782477?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3287251474297782477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=3287251474297782477' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3287251474297782477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3287251474297782477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/semana-temtica-ii-arte-e-cincia.html' title='Semana temática II - Arte e Ciência no Porto'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6414745795413244487</id><published>2007-07-14T20:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:20.414Z</updated><title type='text'>Semana temática II - Ciência e Animação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RpkmX5dCQzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ZafL3vpIzCg/s1600-h/concret.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RpkmX5dCQzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ZafL3vpIzCg/s200/concret.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087139446093136690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RpkmUZdCQyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-WfYSc3yDJ0/s1600-h/chasing+patterns.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RpkmUZdCQyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-WfYSc3yDJ0/s200/chasing+patterns.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087139385963594530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RpkmdJdCQ0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/ukEZGza3jVU/s1600-h/paprika.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RpkmdJdCQ0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/ukEZGza3jVU/s200/paprika.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087139536287449922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(2,1, 3) imagens do &lt;a href="http://www.movingimage.us/science/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Museum of Moving Image - Science, Student Films&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imagens que nos mostram a ligação entre a arte do cinema, a ciência e a educação.&lt;br /&gt;A “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sloan Foundation&lt;/span&gt;” oferece prémios a escolas de Arte e Cinema, cujos alunos façam films sobre ciência. Dos Filmes de Animação selecciono como belíssimos exemplos:&lt;br /&gt;1-“&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chasing Patterns&lt;/span&gt;" de Monika Henning (17 minutos),&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; onde o personagem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;descobre os padrões existentes na natureza;&lt;br /&gt;2-“&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Concrete&lt;/span&gt;” &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de Andy Watts&lt;/span&gt; (15 minutos), &lt;/span&gt;sobre a relação de uma menina com as plantas numa cidade;&lt;br /&gt;3- “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paprika”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de Katalin Nivelt Anguelov&lt;/span&gt; (7minutos), &lt;/span&gt;sobre o prémio Nobel de 1937&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Albert Szent-Györgyi&lt;/span&gt;  pelo seu trabalho no isolamento da vitamina C (&lt;a href="http://www.movingimage.us/science/"&gt;para ver os filmes clicar aqui&lt;/a&gt; em Student Films).**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho qualquer questão a colocar com este post ... apenas: quão bela pode ser a comunicação da ciência se a arte se aliar à educação...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;As imagens correspondem aos filmes: &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oncrete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; de Andy Watts&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chasing Patterns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; de Monika Henning&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paprika &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de Katalin Nivelt Anguelov&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;**Este post foi anteriormente publicado por Marta Pinto &lt;a href="http://curriculoecultura.blogspot.com/2006_04_09_archive.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(translation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Science and Animation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Images that show us the link between the art of movie making, science and education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Sloan Foundation" offers prizes at six leading film schools to students making films about science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;From all the animation films I select three beautiful examples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;1- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chasing Patterns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;" of Monika Henning (17 minutes), about where the character discovers the patterns that exist in Nature;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;2- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Concrete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;of Andy Watts&lt;/span&gt; (15 minutes), about the relation ship between a little girl and plants in a city;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paprika&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of Katalin Nivelt Anguelov&lt;/span&gt; (7 minutes), about the 1937 Nobel Prize  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Albert Szent-Györgyi, for his work in isolating vitamin C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;By publishing this post I only want to  say ... how beautiful communicating science  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;if art links to education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this post has been previously posted &lt;a href="http://curriculoecultura.blogspot.com/2006/04/arte-cinema-educao.html#comments"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1350893074885678185-6414745795413244487?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6414745795413244487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6414745795413244487' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6414745795413244487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6414745795413244487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/imagens-do-museum-of-moving-image.html' title='Semana temática II - Ciência e Animação'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RpkmX5dCQzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ZafL3vpIzCg/s72-c/concret.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-6842236266551037886</id><published>2007-07-13T11:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T11:49:19.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Semana temática II - Questões ao artista</title><content type='html'>Questões para o artista. Questões para o &lt;a href="http://esteeomeucorpo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Effe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já te ouvi/li sufucientes vezes falar/escrever sobre o cérebro citando António Damásio, outras vezes citas Abel Salazar entre outros mais estou certa. Vejo trabalhos teus ligados à dissecação quase viva do corpo, à exploração dessas imagens de carne, sangue, matéria viva, influências que a composição interna do corpo tem sobre a acção exterior do mesmo (interpretações minhas claro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em que medida ligas o teu trabalho à ciência?&lt;br /&gt;Usas a ciência no teu trabalho?&lt;br /&gt;Fundes a ciência do corpo à emoção?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-6842236266551037886?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6842236266551037886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=6842236266551037886' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6842236266551037886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/6842236266551037886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/semana-temtica-ii-questes-ao-artista.html' title='Semana temática II - Questões ao artista'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4840163839401893979</id><published>2007-07-11T15:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:53:33.098+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Semana temática II</title><content type='html'>A propósito do tema lançado para discussão esta semana, e como exemplo da colaboração entre artistas e cientistas, sugiro o site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artistsinlabs.ch/english/index.htm#"&gt;Artists in Lab&lt;/a&gt; um programa de cooperação de algumas entidades suíças cujas principais finalidades são&lt;br /&gt;"to share common goals, to broaden the dialogue, generate ideas and raise awareness of the contributions both artists and scientists can make to the larger challenges of our time"&lt;br /&gt;"to encourage the development of the primary creative forces shared by both disciplines: the quest for interpretations of nature, matter and human desire as well as the interest to comprehend, explore, reveal, sustain, create and build."&lt;br /&gt;Parece-me que nesta última frase reside a essência daquilo que une as duas disciplinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iartes.pt/arteeciencia_2007/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;--&gt;Também há iniciativas nacionais com os mesmo objectivos, por exemplo a colaboração entre a &lt;a href="http://www.cienciaviva.pt/divulgacao/arteeciencia/"&gt;Ciência Viva e a Direcção Geral das Artes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4840163839401893979?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4840163839401893979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4840163839401893979' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4840163839401893979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4840163839401893979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/semana-temtica-ii.html' title='Semana temática II'/><author><name>Aurora Moreira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-457556262512874774</id><published>2007-07-10T19:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:03:02.477+01:00</updated><title type='text'>semana tematica II - arte, ciencia e metafisica</title><content type='html'>:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deparamos cada vez mais com o cruzamento explícito das artes com outras disciplinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aqui e sem novidade falaremos sobre as relações entre a arte , a ciência e se possível da metafísica de uma e outra .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palavras chave: arte , ciência, forma, razão, emoção, metafísica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabemos desde sempre que a arte a ciência ocupam campos irredutíveis, sem vinculo algum com um "the end", no entanto, e por assim o ser por alguma forma factual podemos sublinhar. assim, ainda que disciplinas de nomes diferentes e de "esfera" separadas, podemos afirmar que estão em contacto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recordemos à análise da linha, inserida no programa curricular básico da nossa aprendizagem escolar.&lt;br /&gt;como todos sabemos a "linha" de propriedade geométrica e analítica corresponde à linguagem e a signos matemáticos, assim é um "ser matemático" como refere abel salazar.&lt;br /&gt;contudo, é caracterizada pela sua forma referenciando ainda que implicitamente,  as suas relações com a emoção pela sua magnitude em disposição num determinado espaço. é um exemplo básico que elucida deveras a charneira entre arte e ciência, assim com um cubo: podemos sempre questionar que medidas tem o cubo , qual a a sua área etc etc,  como podemos sempre perguntar o seu valor psíquico dentro do mundo iconográfico ou mesmo outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;citando ainda abel salazar, "não existe contradição nenhuma, nem paradoxo nesta relações da arte e ciência; elas são independentes e conexas, porque a independência é lógica e a conexão é psicológica"(145, Que é arte?, campo das letras))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a linha é geométrica. / percepção científica&lt;br /&gt;- a linha é emotiva. / percepção artística&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabemos com isto que pelo manifesto artístico algumas correntes artísticas, artistas e obras de arte vão recorrendo à ciência para a sua moldagem, criação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem mais delongas abriremos agora esta introdução aos pontos de interrogação:&lt;br /&gt;beberá a ciência do mesmo principio?, a ciência recorre à arte de alguma forma ou prisma a fim de dar as algumas das suas respostas? a ciência pode ou/e deve ser emotiva?acarretará consigo carga mística?&lt;br /&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/1350893074885678185-457556262512874774?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/457556262512874774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=457556262512874774' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/457556262512874774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/457556262512874774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/semana-tematica-ii.html' title='semana tematica II - arte, ciencia e metafisica'/><author><name>clica no play</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2357139126050197374</id><published>2007-07-10T17:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:02:04.848+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivências virtuais III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.virtualart.at/common/viewWork.do?id=903"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Também podemos viver virtualmente a arte?&lt;br /&gt;Parece que sim. Sim, claro!&lt;br /&gt;Tirar dúvidas em &lt;a href="http://www.virtualart.at/common/recentWork.do;jsessionid=27510D1D7C1B18AA7E720347006DA209"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Database of Virtual Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece-me útil colocar a definição de "virtual" que encontrei &lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/virtual"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; antes desenvolver este post. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vir&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/lprime.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;tu·al&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/prime.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;i·ty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="pron" onmouseover="return m_over('Click for pronunciation key')" onmouseout="m_out()" onclick="pron_key()"&gt;(-&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/abreve.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;l&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/prime.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/ibreve.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;-t&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/emacr.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="usen"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Usage Note: &lt;/b&gt; When virtual was first introduced in the computational sense, it applied to things simulated by the computer, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like virtual memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/mdash.gif" align="absbottom" /&gt;that is, memory that is not actually built into the processor. Over time, though, the adjective has been applied to things that really exist and are created or carried on by means of computers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Virtual conversations&lt;/span&gt; are conversations that take place over computer networks, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;virtual communities&lt;/span&gt; are genuine social groups that assemble around the use of e-mail, webpages, and other networked resources.·The adjectives virtual and digital and the prefixes e- and cyber- are all used in various ways to denote things, activities, and organizations that are realized or carried out chiefly in an electronic medium. There is considerable overlap in the use of these items: people may speak either of virtual communities or of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cybercommunities &lt;/span&gt;and of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e-cash&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cybercash&lt;/span&gt;. To a certain extent the choice of one or another of these is a matter of use or convention (or in some cases, of finding an unregistered brand name). But there are certain tendencies. Digital is the most comprehensive of the words, and can be used for almost any device or activity that makes use of or is based on computer technology, such as a digital camera or a digital &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;network&lt;/span&gt;. Virtual tends to be used in reference to things that mimic their "real" equivalents. Thus a digital library would be simply a library that involves information technology, whether a brick-and-mortar library equipped with networked computers or a library that exists exclusively in electronic form, whereas a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;virtual library&lt;/span&gt; could only be the latter of these. The prefix e- is generally preferred when speaking of the commercial applications of the Web, as in e-commerce, e-cash, and e-business, whereas cyber- tends to be used when speaking of the computer or of networks from a broader cultural point of view, as in cybersex, cyberchurch, and cyberspace. But like everything else in this field, such usages are evolving rapidly, and it would be rash to try to predict how these expressions will be used in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;É abrangente então o virtual!&lt;br /&gt;Para acrescentar algumas questões e mesmo algumas dúvidas sobre o que é virtual e real, ou se, se pode viver no real uma experiência virtual voltar &lt;a href="http://www.virtualart.at/common/viewWork.do?id=903"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusos? Esclarecidos? Convencidos? ... também eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1350893074885678185-2357139126050197374?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2357139126050197374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2357139126050197374' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2357139126050197374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2357139126050197374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/vivncias-virtuais-iii.html' title='Vivências virtuais III'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4428360636882363858</id><published>2007-07-07T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T21:28:08.248+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivências virtuais II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por problemas técnicos foi-me impossível ter uma nova vivência virtual! É verdade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para falar com conhecimento de causa sobre o famoso "&lt;a href="http://secondlife.com/"&gt;Second Life: Your world. Your imagination&lt;/a&gt;" decidi inscrever-me. Mas esta inscrição equivale a um "renascimento", uma vez que temos que criar um novo nome, um corpo virtual, uma conta bancária virtual, escolher uma comunidade onde nos queremos inicialmente inserir ... Optei por não escolher um corpo para a primeira fase da inscrição, todos os corpos femininos que me davam como opção  tinham a mesma forma, só os adereços e roupas variavam. Curioso é que para o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Second Life&lt;/span&gt; podia optar por ser uma mulher ou um homem, e também tinha corpos de animais virtuais mas fiquei sem perceber se podia optar por um desses. Optei também por não ter dinheiro algum nesta fase, porque fiquei confusa, aparecia um texto a dizer que eu tinha direito a um bónus de uma determinada quantidade de dinheiro virtual que daria para eu comprar uma ilha se quisesse...mas como na vida real quando a "esmola é grande o pobre desconfia" para início da vida virtual decidi fazer o mesmo. Passei à fase seguinte, a instalação do portal de acesso ao &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Second Life &lt;/span&gt;no meu computador. Até aqui tudo muito bem.&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez tudo instalado inicio a tentativa de entrada no que tudo isto prometia ser, a minha segunda vida. Mas não consigo entrar, há um problema técnico! Tento novamente. Novo problema técnico: a velocidade da minha ligação de Internet não é a suficiente para permitir os meus primeiros passos nesta segunda vida virtual.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei triste e ao mesmo tempo aliviada, porque entrar num mundo novo assusta, o que me vale é que já tinha lá alguns colegas com quem iria ter para me apresentarem ao novo ambiente vivido por ali!&lt;br /&gt;Anulei a minha inscrição, desinstalei o programa ... mas fiquei a pensar "oh que pena! o meu nome virtual era tão bonito!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusões:&lt;br /&gt;1-há curiosidade pelas vivências virtuais;&lt;br /&gt;2-quem não tem software, hardware, ou outros, adequados fica excluído de algumas vivências virtuais.&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/1350893074885678185-4428360636882363858?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4428360636882363858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4428360636882363858' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4428360636882363858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4428360636882363858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/vivncias-virtuais-ii.html' title='Vivências virtuais II'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2250624893220145525</id><published>2007-07-06T00:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:20.629Z</updated><title type='text'>Vivências virtuais I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Ro175f5Oz4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/BmHAocQkjaw/s1600-h/mostthings2_bansky.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Ro175f5Oz4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/BmHAocQkjaw/s200/mostthings2_bansky.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083855782115463042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;desenho de &lt;a href="http://www.banksy.co.uk/drawing/draw_frameset.htm"&gt;Banksy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Porquê este desenho de &lt;a href="http://www.banksy.co.uk/drawing/draw_frameset.htm"&gt;Banksy&lt;/a&gt; para ilustrar o primeiro post sobre o tema da semana "Vivências Virtuais"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez para ajudar a perceber a associação que fiz entre o tema da semana e o desenho apresentado, escrevo a frase que me ocorreu imediatamente a seguir à leitura do desenho: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most things look better when you put them in a screen&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&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/1350893074885678185-2250624893220145525?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2250624893220145525/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2250624893220145525' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2250624893220145525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2250624893220145525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/vivncias-virtuais-i.html' title='Vivências virtuais I'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/Ro175f5Oz4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/BmHAocQkjaw/s72-c/mostthings2_bansky.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2753936734664443303</id><published>2007-07-05T17:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T17:46:13.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Semana temática I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Durante este mês de Julho no Questionarte vão desenvolver-se as "Semanas Temáticas" . Uma proposta/experimentação para dinamização de temas escolhidos por cada um dos colaboradores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta primeira "semana temática" cabe-me a definição do tema para primeira discussão, que é o seguinte: Vivências Virtuais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este tema surge anexado a reflexões sobre o tema das relações virtuais acentuadas pelo facto de alguns colaboradores Questionarte terem até hoje apenas comunicado via &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;, ou comunicarem maioritariamente desta forma, e também pelo meu conhecimento recente à cerca do &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Life"&gt;jogo "Second Life"&lt;/a&gt;. Mas há muito mais a explorar nesta temática...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar das semanas de trabalho intenso que todos temos, tentaremos publicar neste espaço virtual alguns posts sobre questões reais.&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/1350893074885678185-2753936734664443303?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2753936734664443303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2753936734664443303' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2753936734664443303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2753936734664443303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/semanas-temticas.html' title='Semana temática I'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4853202842297786217</id><published>2007-07-02T12:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:06:17.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma questão de marketing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exemplo célebre do Marketing: estória do cégo que pedia nas ruas de Paris e recebia poucas esmolas, tinha pendurado ao pescoço um cartão onde se lia "estou cego, desempregado, preciso que me ajude por favor"... um dia passou por ele um senhor que alterou o que estava escrito no cartão e o cégo passou a ser o pedinte de Paris mais bem pago. Ficou muito intrigado e foi então à procura da pessoa que lhe alteru a mensagem no cartão, encontrou-o e ficou a saber que esse homem era um publicitáro, e a alteração que fez no cartão foi escrever a seguinte frase: "é primavera em Paris e eu não a posso ver".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será "tudo" uma questão de bom marketing?&lt;br /&gt;Quanto dependerá absolutamente de um bom marketing ou se perderá por falta dele?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fonte: Estória ouvida no programa de rádio da Antena1 "Alma Nostra", 30 de Junho de 2007, contada por Carlos Magno. Programa pode ser ouvido em &lt;a href="http://multimedia.rtp.pt/index.php?rcanal=1"&gt;PodCast&lt;/a&gt; e a estória ouvida por volta dos 26min de programa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4853202842297786217?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4853202842297786217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4853202842297786217' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4853202842297786217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4853202842297786217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/07/exemplo-clebre-do-marketing-estria-do.html' title='Uma questão de marketing'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1999114617104004266</id><published>2007-06-30T12:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:21:04.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog prenda</title><content type='html'>Já alguém tinha ouvido falar em "Blog prenda"?&lt;br /&gt;Não!?&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://niceblackbird.blogspot.com/"&gt;existe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1999114617104004266?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1999114617104004266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1999114617104004266' title='32 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1999114617104004266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1999114617104004266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-prenda.html' title='Blog prenda'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1868106947377758407</id><published>2007-06-27T13:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:20.832Z</updated><title type='text'>Olhar de um outro ângulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RoJTGmiZ1MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Hbh6HeUoFjY/s1600-h/porto-guimar%C3%A3es-15junho2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RoJTGmiZ1MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Hbh6HeUoFjY/s200/porto-guimar%C3%A3es-15junho2007+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080714702516507842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;©IS2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se a nossa postura perante a vida estivesse intimamente relacionada com "olhar de um outro ângulo" estar disponível para compreender outros pontos de vista e reflectir sobre o nosso modo de ver? Não teríamos todos algo semelhante a uma atitude de cada vez mais associada às expressões artísticas e que sempre foi vista como "a criança* que existe em nós"?&lt;br /&gt;A propósito de comunicar com emoção (e porque não com amor?) questiono a atitude no olhar humano nem sempre artístico, nem sempre criativo, nem sempre reflexivo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="texto"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="categoria"&gt;&lt;span title="substantivo feminino"&gt;criança&lt;br /&gt;s. f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;ser humano que se começa a criar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menino ou menina;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="propriedade"&gt;&lt;span title="Antigo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;criação;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cria;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="categoria"&gt;&lt;span title="adjectivo de dois géneros"&gt;adj. 2 gén.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span class="propriedade"&gt;&lt;span title="figurativo"&gt;fig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;diz-se de pessoa ingénua ou de pouco juízo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.priberam.pt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="lblDlpoDefinicao"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-1868106947377758407?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1868106947377758407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1868106947377758407' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1868106947377758407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1868106947377758407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/olhar-de-um-outro-ngulo.html' title='Olhar de um outro ângulo'/><author><name>Isabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--noEBEz9la0/Tpw2lcqWFGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AVKoTxv4Cik/s220/Iiisas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RoJTGmiZ1MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Hbh6HeUoFjY/s72-c/porto-guimar%C3%A3es-15junho2007+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3247944379424645676</id><published>2007-06-24T21:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:09:32.015+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor e comunicação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em tempos, ficou registado neste blog que publicariamos alguns posts sobre o amor. O Rui Effe originou a discussão deste tema com a publicidade ao "Ciclo de mini-espectáculos para ficar a perceber ainda menos sobre o amor"... o Rui Faria publicou uma imagem que gerou alguma discussão ... a Aurora afirmou convicta que amor é sobretudo "dar", e recordo ter lido um comentário da Isabel sugerindo que talvez o amor pudesse não ser uma questão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordo-me de uma conversa animada entre músicos, que ouvi há muitos anos e que fixei. Um músico colocava a outro esta questão: explique a razão pela qual no México o tema de tantas canções é a falta de água?&lt;br /&gt;O músico Mexicano responde que nos outros países se canta sobretudo o amor, no México a água...cada um canta sobre aquilo de que mais tem falta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este post surge porque li em &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/guardian/todays_stories/0,,,00.html"&gt;Guardian Unlimited&lt;/a&gt; online, a entrevista intitulada &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://arts.guardian.co.uk/art/news/story/0,,2104506,00.html"&gt;He Loves Me Not&lt;/a&gt;* da qual transcrevo uma pequena parte: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When a boyfriend dumped her by email, French artist Sophie Calle asked 100 women to read it - and became the star of the Venice Biennale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Picture this. You're one of France's best-known living conceptual artists. You're 51 and visiting Berlin. Your mobile beeps, it's an email from your boyfriend. In a hideously self-absorbed message about human emotion, he dumps you electronically, saying it hurts him more than you. He signs off: "Take care of yourself." You're heartbroken. Then you think of its potential as art.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O amor inspira à acção ou criação, por falta dele ou satisfação, por comunicar o seu auge ou o seu desaparecimento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1350893074885678185-3247944379424645676?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3247944379424645676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=3247944379424645676' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3247944379424645676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3247944379424645676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-loves-me-not.html' title='Amor e comunicação'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7010700453687861294</id><published>2007-06-21T09:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:15:05.258+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comunicação/Emoção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;«&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Communication is the transfer of emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Communication is about getting others to adopt your point of view, to help them understand why you’re excited (or sad, or optimistic or whatever else you are.) ... You can wreck a communication process with lousy logic or unsupported facts, but you can’t complete it without emotion. Logic is not enough.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2007/01/really_bad_powe.html"&gt;(lido aqui)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Muito interessante a primeira frase, que me parece abranger qualquer tipo de comunicação. Já na segunda parte, que refere o objectivo da comunicação como sendo o de levar os outros a adoptar o nosso ponto de vista..., já tenho algumas dúvidas. Será assim para uma grande parte dos processos de comunicação, sobretudo para o processo que levou o autor da frase a escrevê-la, a "venda" de uma ideia no meio empresarial por exemplo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas questiono, será esse também o objectivo na arte?&lt;br /&gt;Um artista expõe os seus trabalhos e é através deles que comunica, mas se não está presente sempre que alguém se encontra perante os seus trabalhos, como os convence a adoptar o seu ponto de vista? Será "convencer o espectador" alguma vez o seu objectivo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como decorre o mesmo processo em ciência? Se descobertas científicas não são comunicadas, ou deficientemente comunicadas, com emoção a mais ou a menos, que consequências tráz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos todos a desenvolver dissertações de mestrado ou doutoramento, a comunicação eficaz da ideia e desenvolvimento do trabalho, é para nós um problema que deverá ser bem resolvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como docentes, sabemos muito bem que a comunicação sem emoção não obtém os mesmos resultados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como participantes em blogs ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.freakonomics.com/blog/"&gt;blog Freakonomics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/1350893074885678185-7010700453687861294?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7010700453687861294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7010700453687861294' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7010700453687861294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7010700453687861294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/comunicaoemoo.html' title='Comunicação/Emoção'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-783441417428168479</id><published>2007-06-20T02:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:30:07.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Agora eu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Questiono-me que tempos são estes em que chove em Junho e anoitece às 10 da noite...&lt;br /&gt;Amanhece às 6 e continua a chover. Iremos nós resistir a esta confusão da natureza? Sinto-me baralhado e desorientado. Quando posso ir à praia como ia em tempos passados?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me digam que é normal secar roupa em quase pleno Verão dentro de casa! Nem me digam que é normal andarem a dizer por ai que este Verão, sim, este Verão, seria um dos mais quentes dos últimos tempos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questiono-me nesta confusão... e acabo por adormecer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-783441417428168479?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/783441417428168479/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=783441417428168479' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/783441417428168479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/783441417428168479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/agora-eu.html' title='Agora eu...'/><author><name>Rui Faria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lT3tUyhlLOc/SsjXSkQB7zI/AAAAAAAAFqU/I4URdQOnSfo/S220/DSC00274.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3243181247460583996</id><published>2007-06-15T18:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:55:15.979+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o corpo tem os seus limites tal como a ilha, espraia-se só até às suas margens, quando se molha prepara-se para morrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;o que entendem por " margens limites do corpo?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-3243181247460583996?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3243181247460583996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=3243181247460583996' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3243181247460583996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3243181247460583996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-corpo-tem-os-seus-limites-tal-como.html' title=''/><author><name>clica no play</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3977351964994199413</id><published>2007-06-10T13:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T13:27:04.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para que serve a arte?</title><content type='html'>Ouvi à dias o Rui Zink dizer mais ou menos isto: há quem se questione "para que serve a arte?" e há quem responda "arte não serve para nada", mas é claro que arte serve para alguma coisa, "a arte ajuda-nos a viver".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que serve a arte?&lt;br /&gt;Para que serve a experiência da arte?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-3977351964994199413?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3977351964994199413/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=3977351964994199413' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3977351964994199413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3977351964994199413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/para-que-serve-arte.html' title='Para que serve a arte?'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-8191696126936831126</id><published>2007-06-09T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T16:07:16.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>não será a experiência uma boa pergunta? ou a verdadeira mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;bora dai, &lt;br /&gt;festival iman07, &lt;br /&gt;festival internacional de arte contemporânea. arte experimental.&lt;br /&gt;casa das artes famalicão&lt;br /&gt;inauguração 18 h, há musica e bolos.&lt;br /&gt;tenho lá umas coisinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até 30 junho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-8191696126936831126?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8191696126936831126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=8191696126936831126' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8191696126936831126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8191696126936831126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-ser-experiencia-um-aboa-pergunta-ou.html' title=''/><author><name>clica no play</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-7210601351127670534</id><published>2007-06-07T14:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:21.115Z</updated><title type='text'>Imaginação Padrão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RmkzBAr8F9I/AAAAAAAAADg/5vb0D-3uyUs/s1600-h/homenagem+a+h%C3%A9lio+oiticica+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RmkzBAr8F9I/AAAAAAAAADg/5vb0D-3uyUs/s400/homenagem+a+h%C3%A9lio+oiticica+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073642547666753490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©IS2007&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirada em &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/heliooiticica/default.shtm"&gt;"The Body of Colors"&lt;/a&gt; de Hélio Oiticica, fiz esta imagem; reflectindo sobre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; um trabalho que se situa "na fronteira entre arte e terapia", deixo-vos com este excerto acerca de Lygia Clark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;«Como professora na Sorbone propôs exercícios de sensibilização, buscando a expressão gestual de conteúdos reprimidos e a liberação da imaginação criativa. »*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lygia_Clark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1350893074885678185-7210601351127670534?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7210601351127670534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=7210601351127670534' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7210601351127670534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/7210601351127670534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/imaginao-padro.html' title='Imaginação Padrão'/><author><name>Isabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--noEBEz9la0/Tpw2lcqWFGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AVKoTxv4Cik/s220/Iiisas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/RmkzBAr8F9I/AAAAAAAAADg/5vb0D-3uyUs/s72-c/homenagem+a+h%C3%A9lio+oiticica+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4557123993401836915</id><published>2007-06-05T14:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:21.475Z</updated><title type='text'>... criação padrão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/Rm0SDAr8GGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gJnEkrRBQLc/s1600-h/001-eu-5Junho2007-009-aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/Rm0SDAr8GGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gJnEkrRBQLc/s400/001-eu-5Junho2007-009-aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074732198049618018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:8;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IS2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:8;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-4557123993401836915?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4557123993401836915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4557123993401836915' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4557123993401836915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4557123993401836915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/criao-padro.html' title='... criação padrão...'/><author><name>Isabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--noEBEz9la0/Tpw2lcqWFGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AVKoTxv4Cik/s220/Iiisas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sp6YiN0Izsw/Rm0SDAr8GGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gJnEkrRBQLc/s72-c/001-eu-5Junho2007-009-aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-2075742822143533582</id><published>2007-06-04T14:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:38:51.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Concurso de ideias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cidadedeabrigo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aqui&lt;/a&gt; está um projecto interessante para o qual talvez possamos contribuir com as nossas excelentes ideias!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-2075742822143533582?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2075742822143533582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=2075742822143533582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2075742822143533582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/2075742822143533582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/concurso-de-ideias.html' title='Concurso de ideias'/><author><name>Isabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--noEBEz9la0/Tpw2lcqWFGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/AVKoTxv4Cik/s220/Iiisas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-8446721918412841501</id><published>2007-06-04T00:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:21.679Z</updated><title type='text'>Enigma I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmNPKJVzkKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Nd4i4UdNsn0/s1600-h/mao_joaoPedroVale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmNPKJVzkKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Nd4i4UdNsn0/s200/mao_joaoPedroVale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071984641073975458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alexandrepomar.typepad.com/alexandre_pomar/2007/04/jos_pedro_vale.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mão&lt;/span&gt;, Joaõ Pedro Vale.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê esta imagem aqui!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-8446721918412841501?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8446721918412841501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=8446721918412841501' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8446721918412841501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/8446721918412841501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/inigma-i.html' title='Enigma I'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmNPKJVzkKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Nd4i4UdNsn0/s72-c/mao_joaoPedroVale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-3806805396526892290</id><published>2007-06-04T00:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T00:06:25.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma questão de comunicação</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: normal ! important; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" lang="PT" &gt;Post de opinião.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: normal ! important; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" lang="PT" &gt;Que poderá comunicar a imagem do blog?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: normal ! important; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" lang="PT" &gt;Que comunicamos na votação da imagem: qualquer imagem está bem; eu quero que todos participem; farei a vontade e participo; meditar retira o divertido da questão; mas está tudo a rebelar-se; ai que se vão chatear comigo; penso assim e ponto; sugestão com exemplo maluco; gostei, ai que ainda faltam votos; concordância; comunicação clara e concordante com sugestão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: normal ! important; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" lang="PT" &gt;Conclusão da comunicação: comunicar por comentários não é fácil, é divertido e inconclusivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: normal ! important; font-weight: normal;font-size:12;" lang="PT" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosto do blog assim, por mim fica como está!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-3806805396526892290?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3806805396526892290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=3806805396526892290' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3806805396526892290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/3806805396526892290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/uma-questo-de-comunicao.html' title='Uma questão de comunicação'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-1446262342124986744</id><published>2007-06-03T13:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:22.264Z</updated><title type='text'>Imagem em construção</title><content type='html'>Hoje decorre a tentativa de criação da imagem definitiva deste blog. Uma tentativa criativamente democrática de inclusão de todas as imagens até hoje propostas, com o objectivo de reforçar na própria imagem o espírito colaborativo deste espaço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As propostas de imagem serão publicadas aqui entre as 17h e 18h deste dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Todos os colaboradores deverão publicar a(s) sua(s) proposta(s) de imagem. Seguir-se-á a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;votação da imagem definitiva no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; espaço dos comentários&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;até às 00:00h de hoje.&lt;/span&gt; Bom trabalho criativo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLOCAR IMAGENS AQUI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Basta clicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; nas imagens para as ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r ampliadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmLm6ZVzkFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/1ghoxxaSOd4/s1600-h/mix2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmLm6ZVzkFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/1ghoxxaSOd4/s320/mix2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071870021281747026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; imagem 1: imagens originais de Isabel, Faria, Effe, transformadas por Marta &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(esta imagem precisa de alguns melhoramentos que farei brevemente).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmLnx5VzkGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/61xcdTvhltE/s1600-h/QuestionarteCeu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmLnx5VzkGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/61xcdTvhltE/s320/QuestionarteCeu3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071870974764486754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;imagem2: imagens originais de Isabel e Faria, transformadas por Marta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmLsiJVzkII/AAAAAAAAAXA/XJLum_LEXRM/s1600-h/questionarte16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmLsiJVzkII/AAAAAAAAAXA/XJLum_LEXRM/s320/questionarte16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071876201739686018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gem3: Rui Faria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmL1cZVzkJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1NtbfdIcjto/s1600-h/ponto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmL1cZVzkJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1NtbfdIcjto/s320/ponto2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071885998560088210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; imagem4: original Effe, transformada por Marta&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/1350893074885678185-1446262342124986744?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1446262342124986744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=1446262342124986744' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1446262342124986744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/1446262342124986744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/hoje-decorre-tentativa-de-criao-da.html' title='Imagem em construção'/><author><name>Marta Pinto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06696311812115397122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6UD8zhRYUnM/TZCfP4v8QzI/AAAAAAAABos/tMA7rPUAsn0/s220/facebook_warhol_2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YszoH-G09c4/RmLm6ZVzkFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/1ghoxxaSOd4/s72-c/mix2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-4325481507953229040</id><published>2007-06-01T11:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:22.602Z</updated><title type='text'>O que é uma questão de qualidade?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVH8FV8cqOc/RmACFxwuuYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fVCu0S8jhl0/s1600-h/questioning.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVH8FV8cqOc/RmACFxwuuYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fVCu0S8jhl0/s200/questioning.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071055478699506050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1350893074885678185-4325481507953229040?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4325481507953229040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=4325481507953229040' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4325481507953229040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/4325481507953229040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-que-uma-questo-de-qualidade.html' title='O que é uma questão de qualidade?'/><author><name>Aurora Moreira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVH8FV8cqOc/RmACFxwuuYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fVCu0S8jhl0/s72-c/questioning.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-67985963964839181</id><published>2007-05-30T23:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:22.762Z</updated><title type='text'>o que será o amor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;um comércio? uma ficção? um sentimento? uma obsessão? um casamento? um consentimento? fiz um esboço sobre o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT3tUyhlLOc/Rl3-Q7DiBsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HIiS5bHZYyM/s1600-h/loveeee_questionarte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT3tUyhlLOc/Rl3-Q7DiBsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HIiS5bHZYyM/s320/loveeee_questionarte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070488322172913346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-67985963964839181?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/67985963964839181/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=67985963964839181' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/67985963964839181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/67985963964839181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-que-ser-o-amor.html' title='o que será o amor?'/><author><name>Rui Faria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lT3tUyhlLOc/SsjXSkQB7zI/AAAAAAAAFqU/I4URdQOnSfo/S220/DSC00274.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT3tUyhlLOc/Rl3-Q7DiBsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HIiS5bHZYyM/s72-c/loveeee_questionarte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350893074885678185.post-5174018041875629190</id><published>2007-05-29T16:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:22:22.917Z</updated><title type='text'>pub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/RlxStLTk8BI/AAAAAAAAASY/ecRRA4oSge0/s1600-h/performenc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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(aka Beck to the future &amp; Radical extremist)&lt;br /&gt;VAI SER QUASE SEMPRE ASSIM NOS 3 ÚLTIMOS DIAS DE CADA MÊS&lt;br /&gt;procura a lâmpada!&lt;br /&gt;no E S P A Ç O|Trav. do Caires nº 39 Maximinos|Braga (à estação da CP)&lt;br /&gt;Info e reservas |919960490 | 962743638&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1350893074885678185-5174018041875629190?l=questionarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5174018041875629190/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1350893074885678185&amp;postID=5174018041875629190' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5174018041875629190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1350893074885678185/posts/default/5174018041875629190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questionarte.blogspot.com/2007/05/performence-de-nuno-ribeiro-uma-das.html' title='pub'/><author><name>clica no play</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhDCepRZfpA/RlxStLTk8BI/AAAAAAAAASY/ecRRA4oSge0/s72-c/performenc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
