<?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-21749269</id><updated>2012-01-24T01:49:17.606-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ARTE MODERNA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-1519410076852585574</id><published>2008-08-10T01:42:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T02:17:49.475-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Galeria Prochownik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ54NvJh6-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/DyskfxkPM-M/s1600-h/01Galeria+Prochownik+J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232751994441165794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ54NvJh6-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/DyskfxkPM-M/s400/01Galeria+Prochownik+J.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ54Da18NRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/nHypDwnhoWM/s1600-h/03Galeria+Prochownik+F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232751817191601426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ54Da18NRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/nHypDwnhoWM/s400/03Galeria+Prochownik+F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ533qaFHgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8NtTgSMX0G0/s1600-h/04Galeria+Prochownik+G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232751615211281922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ533qaFHgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8NtTgSMX0G0/s400/04Galeria+Prochownik+G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232751238145169426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ53htug2BI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jGpAJJt3xmk/s400/03Galeria+Prochownik+D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.agaleriadearteprochownik.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galeria PROCHOWNIK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ53V7ihiUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/o35274addXQ/s1600-h/02Galeria+Prochownik+H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232751035694549314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ53V7ihiUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/o35274addXQ/s400/02Galeria+Prochownik+H.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rua Visconde de Pirajá &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;82, ss. 114&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ipanema - RJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-1519410076852585574?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/1519410076852585574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=1519410076852585574&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/1519410076852585574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/1519410076852585574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2008/08/galeria-prochownik.html' title='Galeria Prochownik'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ54NvJh6-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/DyskfxkPM-M/s72-c/01Galeria+Prochownik+J.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-3677912609863283148</id><published>2008-04-14T18:00:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:23:04.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SAPATOS &amp; ARTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHylKeayI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_a7eaLZyy7w/s1600-h/SAPATOS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189210867444378402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHylKeayI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_a7eaLZyy7w/s400/SAPATOS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Únicos na concepção e na execução, os sapatos que saem da fantasia de um designer ou de um artista plástico, são verdadeiras obras de arte, ou melhor, autênticos sonhos que se tornam realidade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHqlKeaxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LA2UeL4rp6E/s1600-h/Andy+Warhol-Diamond-Dust-Shoes-1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189210730005424914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHqlKeaxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LA2UeL4rp6E/s400/Andy+Warhol-Diamond-Dust-Shoes-1980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;O artista pop americano Andy Warhorl começou a vida profissional como designer de sapatos, e, mais tarde, trouxe essas informações visuais para o seu trabalho artístico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Essa obra faz parte da série “Diamond Dust Shoes”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHjVKeawI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KDDp8pULJC0/s1600-h/Sapato+Punk-Yves+Saint+Laurent1985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189210605451373314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHjVKeawI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KDDp8pULJC0/s400/Sapato+Punk-Yves+Saint+Laurent1985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O estilo punk da década de 80 passou de uma afirmação política a fetiche da alta-moda neste sapato de Yves Saint Laurent, de 1985.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHQlKeavI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PxkXjRF_Csc/s1600-h/Sapato+Dorothy-Adrian1939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189210283328826098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHQlKeavI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PxkXjRF_Csc/s400/Sapato+Dorothy-Adrian1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estes sapatos vermelhos são autênticas relíquias do cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Foram usados por Judy Garland, interpretando Dorothy no filme clássico “ O Mágico de Oz ”, de 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Em 1988, um fã secreto pagou 165.000 dólares por eles em um leilão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGyVKeauI/AAAAAAAAAEY/yE6UScZvBLI/s1600-h/Sapato+Gata+Borralheira-Samuele+Mazza1992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189209763637783266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGyVKeauI/AAAAAAAAAEY/yE6UScZvBLI/s400/Sapato+Gata+Borralheira-Samuele+Mazza1992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sapatos “Gata Borralheira”, numa interpretação brilhantemente criativa e conceitual de Samuele Mazza, 1992. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGq1KeatI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zgHgp1ApT4Y/s1600-h/Sapato+Peixe-Andre+Perugia1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189209634788764370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGq1KeatI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zgHgp1ApT4Y/s400/Sapato+Peixe-Andre+Perugia1931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Este sapato Peixe de André Perugia, de 1931, em pelica, com “olhos, escamas e rabo”, é uma homenagem ao pintor cubista francês Georges Braque. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGhFKeasI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2MrbIJUYnZw/s1600-h/Sapato+Botanico-Stine+Heilman1996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189209467285039810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGhFKeasI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2MrbIJUYnZw/s400/Sapato+Botanico-Stine+Heilman1996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;“ Moda Botânica ”, de 1996, realizado com alho-poró, é o resultado efêmero dessa criação do fotógrafo dinamarquês de naturezas mortas Stine Heilmann. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGX1KearI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ngi97FiW6PI/s1600-h/Sapatos+Little+Woman-Gaza+Bowen1986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189209308371249842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGX1KearI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ngi97FiW6PI/s400/Sapatos+Little+Woman-Gaza+Bowen1986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Shoes for the Little Woman” ou “Sapatos de mulherzinhas” que são uma crítica bem-humorada da feminista Gaza Bowen, em 1986, ao tradicional papel feminino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Foram confeccionados com esponjas de louça e esfregões.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGPlKeaqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ge1agsIHpOI/s1600-h/Sapato+Roland+Jourdan-anos50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189209166637329058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPGPlKeaqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ge1agsIHpOI/s400/Sapato+Roland+Jourdan-anos50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Put on your red shoes and dance the blues.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Bowie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Os psicólogos têm explorado até à exaustão todos os significados dos sapatos, considerando-os desde símbolos fálicos até recipientes secretos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Há quem diga que alguém que coleciona sapatos é um viajante imaginário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Os sapatos são um impulso de mudança, uma forma de deixar o passado para trás e de seguir rumo ao futuro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-3677912609863283148?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/3677912609863283148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=3677912609863283148&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/3677912609863283148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/3677912609863283148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2008/04/sapatos-arte.html' title='SAPATOS &amp; ARTE'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SAPHylKeayI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_a7eaLZyy7w/s72-c/SAPATOS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-7378152141428178258</id><published>2008-03-03T18:33:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:27:58.657-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Retorno à Arte Moderna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xyckRKbpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YBw2ss02Rg0/s1600-h/0+Yuli+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173635907039424146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xyckRKbpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YBw2ss02Rg0/s400/0+Yuli+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem é vivo sempre aparece !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xyRkRKboI/AAAAAAAAACs/70xQodJMMcE/s1600-h/0+Yuli+Geszti+10i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173635718060863106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xyRkRKboI/AAAAAAAAACs/70xQodJMMcE/s400/0+Yuli+Geszti+10i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Depois de um ano fora do ar, estou muito feliz em retornar a esse espaço e voltar a fazer o blog Arte Moderna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tive a alegria de encontrar aqui muitos comentários estimulantes e aos poucos vou retribuir a gentileza das suas visitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Para esse retorno, conto com a ajuda de um co-piloto, o meu filho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://avenidacopacabana.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jôka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, que vocês conhecem há bastante tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xwNkRKbmI/AAAAAAAAACc/VB2bOprIhG0/s1600-h/0+Yuli+Geszti+55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173633450318130786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xwNkRKbmI/AAAAAAAAACc/VB2bOprIhG0/s400/0+Yuli+Geszti+55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As lindas e super coloridas obras desse post são pinturas em tinta acrílica sobre tela da espetacular artista plástica húngara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yuligeszti.kit.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yuli Geszti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, que muito me honra em fazer parte do “time” da nossa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.agaleriadearteprochownik.com.br/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Galeria Prochownik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xwD0RKblI/AAAAAAAAACU/DOVcPlUiD_U/s1600-h/0+Yuli+Geszti+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Espero que gostem e que possamos retomar os nossos contatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um grande abraço, obrigado pelas visitas, mensagens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e tudo de bom para vocês !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jonas Prochownik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xvrERKbjI/AAAAAAAAACE/Tb-oSxNoVSE/s1600-h/0+Yuli+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173632857612643890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xvrERKbjI/AAAAAAAAACE/Tb-oSxNoVSE/s400/0+Yuli+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xvRERKbhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vLu4Xz2qpTc/s1600-h/0+Yuli+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173632410936045074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xvRERKbhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vLu4Xz2qpTc/s400/0+Yuli+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nascida na Hungria, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yuligeszti.kit.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuli Geszti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mora e trabalha no Rio de Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa talentosa artista expõe em seus trabalhos minuciosas figuras geometricas que dão a ilusão de volume, com enfase nos contrastes impactantes de cores, luzes e sombras. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xu0ERKbgI/AAAAAAAAABs/oAjFufL1RDc/s1600-h/0+Yuli+Geszti+62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173631912719838722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xu0ERKbgI/AAAAAAAAABs/oAjFufL1RDc/s400/0+Yuli+Geszti+62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/21749269-7378152141428178258?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/7378152141428178258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=7378152141428178258&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/7378152141428178258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/7378152141428178258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2008/03/retorno-arte-moderna.html' title='Retorno à Arte Moderna'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/R8xyckRKbpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YBw2ss02Rg0/s72-c/0+Yuli+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-8321489957091732823</id><published>2007-02-02T19:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:47:36.641-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Queima de arquivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/RcQDQLJ822I/AAAAAAAAABI/GnSFdLC84w8/s1600-h/0Van+Gogh-Starry+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027146660459633506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/RcQDQLJ822I/AAAAAAAAABI/GnSFdLC84w8/s320/0Van+Gogh-Starry+Night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Todos os arquivos de imagens que juntei em varias pastas fazendo demoradas pesquisas, foram arbitráriamente deletados por minha secretária, que acreditava com isso estar liberando um bom espaço no HD de meu computador velho, lento e antiquado. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É como se eu tivesse uma estante cheia de livros de arte, e para liberar espaço, jogasse todos os livros no lixo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na verdade ela apagou arquivos valiosos e indispensáveis mas com isso liberou apenas um pequeno espaço insignificante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portanto esse blog está suspenso. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lamento muito, mas enquanto não conseguir recuperar os meus arquivos deletados por essa obtusa não tenho como prosseguir o Arte Moderna.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-8321489957091732823?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/8321489957091732823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=8321489957091732823&amp;isPopup=true' title='43 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/8321489957091732823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/8321489957091732823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/02/como-todos-os-meus-arquivos-de-imagem.html' title='Queima de arquivo'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/RcQDQLJ822I/AAAAAAAAABI/GnSFdLC84w8/s72-c/0Van+Gogh-Starry+Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116939033370168008</id><published>2007-01-22T12:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T12:38:53.760-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida secreta da Mona Lisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/587251/1Mona-Lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/394063/1Mona-Lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/634923/2Mona-Lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/598915/2Mona-Lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/417777/3Mona-Lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/765622/3Mona-Lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/326752/4Mona-Lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/98253/4Mona-Lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/18888/5Mona-Lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/452403/5Mona-Lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/684507/6Mona-Lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/494356/6Mona-Lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/MonaLisa5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/52994/Mona%20Lisa%202.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/928892/Mona%20Lisa%202.gif" 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/21749269-116939033370168008?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116939033370168008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116939033370168008&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116939033370168008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116939033370168008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/01/vida-secreta-da-mona-lisa.html' title='A vida secreta da Mona Lisa'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116828212226851854</id><published>2007-01-10T15:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T16:55:45.266-02:00</updated><title type='text'>VOLPI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/202537/volpi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/899935/volpi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volpi nasceu em Lucca, na Itália, em 1896.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo tendo nascido na Itália, de onde foi trazido com menos de dois anos, Volpi é um dos mais importantes artistas brasileiros deste século.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi um pintor que inventou sozinho sua própria linguagem.&lt;br /&gt;Isso é muito raro na arte produzida em países do terceiro mundo, cuja cultura sempre deve algo a modelos internacionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/549470/Volpi-Fachada%20c.N.S.Aparecida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/534840/Volpi-Fachada%20c.N.S.Aparecida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Filho de imigrantes, chegou ao Brasil com pouco mais de um ano de idade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Foi decorador de paredes. Aos 16 anos pintava frisos, florões e painéis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sempre valorizou o trabalho artesanal, construindo suas próprias telas, pincéis. As tintas eram feitas com pigmentos naturais, usando a técnica de têmpera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/250858/Volpi-Bandeirinhas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/682143/Volpi-Bandeirinhas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/624611/Volpi-Bandeirinhas%20e%20mastro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/438202/Volpi-Bandeirinhas%20e%20mastro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Foi um auto didata.&lt;br /&gt;Sua evolução foi natural, tendo chegado à abstração por caminhos próprios, trabalhando e dedicando-se a essa descoberta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nunca acreditou em inspiração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/926857/VOLPI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/183130/VOLPI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na década de 40, abandonou a perspectiva tradicional, simplificou e geometrizou as formas. Mais tarde, chegou à abstração.&lt;br /&gt;Seus gestos ficaram mais livres, dinâmicos e expressivos. A cor, mais vibrante.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/404221/Volpi-Fachada%20c.bandeirinhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/63961/Volpi-Fachada%20c.bandeirinhas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nos anos 50, as bandeirinhas das festas juninas, de Mogi das Cruzes, integraram-se às suas fachadas.&lt;br /&gt;A partir da década de 60, todos os temas são deixados de lado e as bandeirinhas passaram a ser signos, formas geométricas compondo ritmos coloridos e iluminados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/503509/Volpi-Portas%20e%20bandeirinhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/320/317617/Volpi-Portas%20e%20bandeirinhas.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Morreu aos 92 anos, em 1988, em São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Volpi nunca se naturalizou, mas seu coração era brasileiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/646475/volpi_gde_fachada_festiva_dec_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/200/689754/volpi_gde_fachada_festiva_dec_50.jpg" 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/21749269-116828212226851854?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116828212226851854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116828212226851854&amp;isPopup=true' title='50 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116828212226851854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116828212226851854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2007/01/volpi.html' title='VOLPI'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116748673082565251</id><published>2006-12-30T11:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T12:25:49.623-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/AnoNovo2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine que todos os seus sonhos se realizaram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que tudo que você sempre quis, conquistou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Imaginou? Tudo de bom !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;É isso que o Arte Moderna deseja a você em 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/00CHAMPAGNE.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Feliz 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para todos os nossos amigos !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/laughn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-116748673082565251?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116748673082565251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116748673082565251&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116748673082565251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116748673082565251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/12/feliz-2007.html' title='Feliz 2007'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116612558503466190</id><published>2006-12-15T17:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:55:47.790-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Presépios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/278670/Nativite-FRA_ANGELICO_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/386509/Nativite-FRA_ANGELICO_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fra Angelico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O presépio é uma das mais antigas formas de representação do Natal.&lt;br /&gt;A palavra presépio significa “um lugar onde se recolhe o gado; curral, estábulo”.&lt;br /&gt;Mas este também é o nome dado à representação artística do nascimento do Menino Jesus num estábulo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/639526/presepiob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/320/215883/presepiob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há muito tempo, em Groccio, na Itália, São Francisco de Assis estava com um problema. Ele não conseguia explicar para os camponeses como havia sido a noite do nascimento de Jesus. Foi aí que ele teve uma idéia genial: pegou um pouco de argila, e com muita paciência moldou vários bonequinhos de barro.&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro, fez um bebê. Em seguida, o pai e a mãe.&lt;br /&gt;Depois, foi só arrumar tudo e pronto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São Francisco havia montado, no ano de 1223, o primeiro presépio do mundo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/natGauguin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nativité - Paul Gauguin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/271077/Nativity2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/204252/Nativity2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os cristãos já celebravam a memória do nascimento de Jesus desde finais do séc. III, mas a tradição do presépio, na sua forma atual, tem as suas origens no século XVI.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As primeiras imagens do que hoje conhecemos como presépio de natal foram criadas em mosaicos no interior de igrejas e templos no século VI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/908535/Nativite-LOTTO_Lorenzo_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/451342/Nativite-LOTTO_Lorenzo_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lotto Lorenzo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/492265/Presepio-Expedito-Piaui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/161695/Presepio-Expedito-Piaui.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Expedito do Piauí&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/196654/Presepio-Ivan%20Borges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/320/437800/Presepio-Ivan%20Borges.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamos entrar em rápidas férias de final de ano, mas desejamos muitas alegrias e um feliz 2007 para todos os amigos que nos dão tanta satisfação de vir ao Arte Moderna nos visitar. Muito obrigado !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até breve e tudo de bom para vocês e suas famílias !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/Prochownik/Natal-mini01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-116612558503466190?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116612558503466190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116612558503466190&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116612558503466190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116612558503466190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/12/prespios.html' title='Presépios'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116500941613338456</id><published>2006-12-01T19:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T19:43:36.463-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oswaldo Goeldi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/Goeldi-Sol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oswaldo Goeldi nasceu no Rio de Janeiro em outubro de 1895.&lt;br /&gt;Morou em Belém do Pará, às margens do Amazonas, até os seis anos de idade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;No entanto os peixes habitaram-no para sempre.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/863327/Goeldi-Perigos%20do%20Mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/528667/Goeldi-Perigos%20do%20Mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Em 1901, despede-se temporariamente dos trópicos e parte a família para Berna, antiga capital da Suiça, terra de seu pai, o naturalista Emílio Goeldi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sob a escura atmosfera da I Grande Guerra, inicia seu percurso de vida inteira, a começar pela morte, tema recorrente em toda sua produção.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/562981/Goeldi-Peixe%20Vermelho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/134679/Goeldi-Peixe%20Vermelho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O artista segue colecionando seus segredos, para revelá-los pouco a pouco - peixes, cidades e urubus, abandono e solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Em 1919 retorna à sua cidade natal, mas será sempre estrangeiro observador.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/145715/Goeldi%20%20Ventania%205-12%20%2024x32cm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/706889/Goeldi%20%20Ventania%205-12%20%2024x32cm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/544013/Goeldi-A%20Noiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/785938/Goeldi-A%20Noiva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em entrevista a Ferreira Gullar, em 1957, Goeldi fala: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ O que me interessava eram os aspectos estranhos do Rio suburbano, com postes de luz enterrados até a metade na areia, urubu na rua, móveis na calçada, enfim, coisas que deixariam besta, qualquer europeu recém chegado. Depois descobri os pescadores, e toda madrugada ia para o mercado ver o desembarque do peixe e desenhava sem parar.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/245443/Goeldi-Chuva_sd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/939105/Goeldi-Chuva_sd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O tema urbano, tão caro aos artistas modernos, em Goeldi, conta a história, não apenas do Rio de Janeiro, mas de qualquer cidade industrializada.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/288114/Goeldi-Tarde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/400/138215/Goeldi-Tarde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esse grande artista fala em sua obra sobre a experiência de habitar lugares que não acolhem, sobre a solidão, a incomunicabilidade, o desajuste e o esquecimento. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/752480/Goeldi-Abandono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/320/336045/Goeldi-Abandono.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A obra de Goeldi já participou de mais de uma centena de exposições póstumas - no Brasil, Argentina, França, Portugal, Suíça e Espanha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/1600/700443/Goeldi-Despedida%20-%206-12%20-%2022x35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/621/2203/320/892059/Goeldi-Despedida%20-%206-12%20-%2022x35.jpg" 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/21749269-116500941613338456?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116500941613338456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116500941613338456&amp;isPopup=true' title='57 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116500941613338456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116500941613338456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/12/oswaldo-goeldi.html' title='Oswaldo Goeldi'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>57</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116353881124259152</id><published>2006-11-15T18:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T13:05:18.680-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancetti - Navegar é preciso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;“A pintura de Pancetti é como um convés de navio, curtida de sol e sal. Não enferruja.&lt;br /&gt;Honesta, limpa, econômica, direta, austera, quase seca, mesmo quando a cor se expande e o gesto abriga a emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Não há nele nem o supérfluo, nem o desperdício.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Frederico Morais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/Pancetti-Janeladomeuatelier-1951-Ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Janela do atelier- Bahia - 1951&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giuseppe Gianinni Pancetti nasceu em Campinas, em 1902.&lt;br /&gt;A família era muito pobre. Seu pai, Giovanni, era um imigrante italiano, que viera para o Brasil com a mulher, Corinna, para trabalhar como pedreiro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Pancetti%20-Lagoa%20do%20Abaet??-1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Pancetti%20-Lagoa%20do%20Abaet%3F%3F-1952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lagoa do Abaeté - 1952&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Inconformismo, foi a marca registrada de José Pancetti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Por força das circunstâncias e do próprio temperamento, não teve parada.&lt;br /&gt;Mudou-se, constantemente de um lugar a outro, experimentou diversos empregos, sem fixar-se em qualquer deles, a não ser na Marinha Mercante Italiana, onde ingressou aos 16 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Tinha um enorme orgulho de ser marinheiro, e seu amor pela marinha era retribuído.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Pancetti-Cabo%20Frio-1947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Pancetti-Cabo%20Frio-1947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cabo Frio - 1947&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Pancetti quase não desenhava, fazia apenas alguns esboços a carvão antes de começar seus quadros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Pancetti-Mangaratiba-1946.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Pancetti-Mangaratiba-1946.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mangaratiba - 1946&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Pancetti-Auto-vida-1945-Col.Gilb.Chateaubriand-MAM-RJ%20ost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Pancetti-Auto-vida-1945-Col.Gilb.Chateaubriand-MAM-RJ%20ost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Nos seus muitos auto-retratos, Pancetti conta sua vida vendo-se em diferentes personalidades: marinheiro, almirante, pintor, campones, pescador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Dramáticos ou irônicos, eles têm em comum o seu olhar de lado, desconfiado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Pancetti-Mar%20Grande-1954.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mar Grande - 1954 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;As marinhas são a face mais conhecida da obra de Pancetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Sempre o mar, o mar brasileiro, azul e profundo – de um marinheiro só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Pancetti-Marinha-Saquarema-1955.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Pancetti-Marinha-Saquarema-1955.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Saquarema - 1955&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Nas praias, figuras isoladas, de costas para o espectador, contemplam o mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Contemplam a si proprias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Pancetti-Janela%20do%20meu%20atelier,Bahia-1951-ost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Pancetti-Janela%20do%20meu%20atelier%2CBahia-1951-ost.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tela de minha coleção particular &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Morreu em 1958, aos 56 anos, de tuberculose, no Hospital da Marinha, no Rio de Janeiro, onde foi visitado pelo Presidente JK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/auto_retrato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/auto_retrato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;A vida de Pancetti, amarga e solitária, pode ter sido atormentada e sombria, mas o seu legado não poderia ser mais luminoso e radiante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-116353881124259152?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116353881124259152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116353881124259152&amp;isPopup=true' title='59 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116353881124259152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116353881124259152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/11/pancetti-navegar-preciso.html' title='Pancetti - Navegar é preciso'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>59</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116224497409923745</id><published>2006-11-01T06:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:57:35.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Os diamantes são eternos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/1Diamonds%20art-deco%20pin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/1Diamonds%20art-deco%20pin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antigamente os gregos acreditavam que os diamantes eram estilhaços de estrelas que caiam do céu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Chegavam a dizer que eram lágrimas dos deuses.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/1Cartier%20Diamonds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/1Cartier%20Diamonds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Da palavra grega "adamas" que significa força e eternidade do amor surgiu a denominação diamante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/1diamond_r0225_2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/1diamond_r0225_2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Foi na Índia, entre os anos 800 e 600 AC que a exploração de diamantes teve o seu início. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Antigamente os diamantes eram chamados de pedras do sol, devido ao seu incomparável brilho. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O Oriente foi o responsável, durante quase dois mil anos, pela produção dos mais conhecidos diamantes do mundo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/1Diamond%20Tiara-Diana%20Spencer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/1Diamond%20Tiara-Diana%20Spencer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Esta exuberante pedra, de rara beleza, sempre foi sinônimo de poder e riqueza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Os diamantes eram utilizados, quase que exclusivamente, por reis e suas côrtes.&lt;br /&gt;Além da realeza, só a Igreja tinha acesso aos diamantes.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/1Diamonds%20art-deco%20pin%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/1Diamonds%20art-deco%20pin%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os diamantes podem ser comparados com as impressões digitais devido às suas características únicas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Não existem dois iguais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/1Diamond%20ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não foi por acaso que Marilyn Monroe afirmava que “os diamantes são os melhores amigos de uma garota.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ela tinha toda razão, são mesmo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;São os melhores e mais valiosos amigos, pelo menos de uma garota linda, sexy, ambiciosa e esperta como ela.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/1Diamonds-MM.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/1Diamonds-MM.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-116224497409923745?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116224497409923745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116224497409923745&amp;isPopup=true' title='56 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116224497409923745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116224497409923745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/11/os-diamantes-so-eternos.html' title='Os diamantes são eternos'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116140463849735672</id><published>2006-10-21T00:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T01:30:11.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'>10.000 visitas !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/Prochownik/Drink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amigos, quando começei esse blog, atingir 10.000 visitas era algo inimaginável para mim. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No entanto, com a presença de vocês, estou muito feliz comemorando esse marco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hoje fiz um post diferente, bem descontraído. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selecionei obras de arte muito famosas mundialmente, mas vocês vão observar que todas tiveram interferências, portanto têm sempre alguma alteração. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Descubram, portanto, quais foram. Espero que gostem ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Agradeço o grande carinho e todo o estímulo que deixam em seus comentários, sempre muitíssimo bem-vindos !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Um grande abraço do amigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jonas Prochownik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/1600/Botticcelli%20Nascimento%20de%20Venus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/400/Botticcelli%20Nascimento%20de%20Venus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Botticcelli - Nascimento de Venus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/400/Da%20Vinci%20Monalisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leonardo Da Vinci - Mona Lisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/1600/Da%20Vinci%20Capela%20Cistina.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/1600/Rembrandt%20Vierge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/400/Rembrandt%20Vierge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rembrandt - A Virgem e Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/1600/Vincent%20Van%20Auto%20Retrato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/400/Vincent%20Van%20Auto%20Retrato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Vincent Van Gogh - Auto Retrato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/1600/Vincent%20Van%20Gogh%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/400/Vincent%20Van%20Gogh%20Room.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Vincent Van Gogh - O Quarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/1600/Munch%20Scream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7221/1035/400/Munch%20Scream.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Edvard Munch - O Grito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-116140463849735672?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116140463849735672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116140463849735672&amp;isPopup=true' title='56 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116140463849735672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116140463849735672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/10/10000-visitas.html' title='10.000 visitas !'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-116033591528553403</id><published>2006-10-10T16:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T15:58:26.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaudí</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Gaudi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0Gaudi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Antoni Gaudí era um arquiteto catalão, um dos símbolos da cidade de Barcelona, onde se educou e passou grande parte da vida. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi um arquiteto de novas concepções plásticas ligado ao modernismo catalão (a variante local da art nouveau).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Barcelona_Gaudi_cathedral.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O símbolo religioso de Barcelona é a igreja da Sagrada Família, um projeto que ocupou Gaudí durante toda a sua carreira.&lt;br /&gt;Contratado para construir a igreja desde 1883, não viveu para a ver terminada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao trabalhar nela tornou-se cada vez mais religioso, e após 1910 passou a trabalhar quase exclusivamente na construção da Igreja.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0cathglass-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0cathglass-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antoni Plàcid Guillem Gaudí Cornet nasceu em 25 de junho de 1852, na província de Tarragona.&lt;br /&gt;Desde pequeno Gaudí teve problemas reumáticos que o acompanharam durante toda a vida e na infância o impediam de brincar com as outras crianças.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Barcelona_Gaudi_building.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Barcelona_Gaudi_building.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0img_2114.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0img_2114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua obra se caracterizou pela liberdade de forma, cor e texturas voluptuosas e na unidade orgânica.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaudí trabalhou quase sempre em Barcelona ou nos seus arredores.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Casa_Batllo_Interior_Salo_principal_tribuna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em 1910 (aos 58 anos), Gaudí alcançou o auge de sua fama, chamando a atenção de alguns norte-americanos que o encarregaram do projeto de um hotel em Nova York.&lt;br /&gt;No mesmo ano foi realizada uma exposição no Grand Palais de Paris.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0vitraux.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0vitraux.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O arquiteto espanhol morreu aos 74 anos vítima de um atropelamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Taxistas que passavam no local se recusaram a levá-lo a um hospital porque pensavam se tratar de um mendigo.&lt;br /&gt;Nos últimos anos de sua vida, Gaudí não cuidava de sua aparência e evitava o contato com os jornalistas, motivo pelo qual há poucas fotos do arquiteto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seu corpo está enterrado na cripta da igreja da Sagrada Família.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0barcelonasagradafamilia1g.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/200/0barcelonasagradafamilia1g.jpg" 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/21749269-116033591528553403?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/116033591528553403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=116033591528553403&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116033591528553403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/116033591528553403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/10/gaud.html' title='Gaudí'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115947611314678636</id><published>2006-10-01T17:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:33:01.446-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Os ovos de Fabergé</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0faberge-egg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0faberge-egg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fabergé era a mais importante joalheria existente na Rússia ao final do século XIX e início do século XX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Era a essa joalheria, que levava o nome do seu dono e principal artista, que os czares russos encomendavam a confecção de ovos de páscoa para serem presenteados por ocasião da festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/faberge-egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/faberge-egg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eram jóias muito sofisticadas e de enorme valor, feitas em ouro, diamantes e pedras preciosas, aludindo aos tradicionais ovos de páscoa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/faberge_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/faberge_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tradição dos ovos de Fabergé começou em 1885, quando Aleksander III, imperador da Rússia, procurou o mais famoso joalheiro da corte, Peter Carl Fabergé, e encomendou um ovo de páscoa para dar de presente a imperatriz Marie Feodorovna. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No ano seguinte fez a mesma coisa e assim continuou fazendo até sua morte.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/faberge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/faberge2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São peças valiosíssimas e feitas com grande capricho, procurando superar-se a cada ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Cada jóia levava o ano inteiro sendo preparada, desde o desenho original, o corte, a lapidação das pedras e todos os detalhes, envolvendo diversos artistas, sempre com a supervisão e aprovação final de Fabergé.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/faberge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/faberge1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O último dos ovos foi feito em 1917, data da revolução russa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Não se conhece o paradeiro de todos os ovos de Fabergé e possivelmente alguns ainda poderão ser descobertos, escondidos por algum familiar da antiga corte imperial ou de revolucionários do novo regime russo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Faberzhe5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Faberzhe5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atualmente são jóias raríssimas, que atingem mais de US$ 5.000.000,00 quando eventualmente vão a algum leilão de arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/faberge3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/faberge3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/faberge.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-115947611314678636?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115947611314678636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115947611314678636&amp;isPopup=true' title='51 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115947611314678636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115947611314678636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/10/os-ovos-de-faberg.html' title='Os ovos de Fabergé'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115861573731340610</id><published>2006-09-18T17:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T18:53:37.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUTREC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/0-lautrec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec era um aristocrata, um boêmio alcoólatra e um grande artista.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afligido por tristes deficiências físicas, ele descobriu um ambiente que o distraía e divertia e tornou-se o mais vívido cronista desse meio.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/0-Toulouse-MoulinRouge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Le Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lautrec nasceu em 24 de novembro de 1864, em Albi, no sudoeste da França.&lt;br /&gt;Sua família era tradicional, distinta e rica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Diferentemente de muitos outros grandes artistas, Lautrec nunca teve sérias preocupações com dinheiro, exceto quando seu comportamento imprevisível provocava ameaças de cortar sua generosa mesada.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/0-Toulouse-LeSalonalaRuedesMoulins-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Além de ser pintor, ele era um grande artista popular, tendo sido um pioneiro do ousado e chamativo novo meio, o pôster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Trabalhador prodigioso, dedicou-se simultaneamente a um estilo de vida autodestrutivo, que o matou com a idade de 36 anos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Toulouse%20Lautrec-Danseuse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Toulouse%20Lautrec-Danseuse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O lado mais amargo das noites parisienses o atraiu, e ele até mudou-se para as maisons closes (bordéis) por longos períodos, retratando seus moradores de um modo desencantado e pé-no-chão que é tudo, menos pornográfico.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-toulouse-lautrec-at-the-moulin%20rouge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-toulouse-lautrec-at-the-moulin%20rouge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Toulouse-Moulin%20Rouge-1890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Toulouse-Moulin%20Rouge-1890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A maior atração de Montmartre era o Moulin Rouge, onde as dançarinas como La Goulue realizavam performances frenéticas da "quadrilee", mais tarde renomeada cancã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Foi para o Moulin Rouge que Lautrec fez seu primeiro (e ainda o mais famoso) pôster, usando o relativamente novo processo da litografia.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Toulouse-La%20Goulue%20au%20Moulin%20Rouge-1891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0-Toulouse-La%20Goulue%20au%20Moulin%20Rouge-1891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Toulouse-Couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0-Toulouse-Couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esse artista extraordinário pouco a pouco se destruiu. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já em 1897, a sífilis e o alcoolismo afetavam seu comportamento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Toulouse%20Lautrec-la_toilette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0-Toulouse%20Lautrec-la_toilette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Após um ataque final, ele foi levado para a casa de sua mãe, onde morreu em 9 de setembro de 1901.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Toulouse-Lautrec_65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Toulouse-Lautrec_65.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os prazeres, o brilho e os vícios da vida noturna parisiense, seus artistas célebres e as esquecidas mulheres da vida vivem para sempre na obra extraordinária de Lautrec.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-toulouse-lautrec-henri-jane-avril-.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0-toulouse-lautrec-henri-jane-avril-.2.jpg" 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/21749269-115861573731340610?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115861573731340610/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115861573731340610&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115861573731340610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115861573731340610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/09/lautrec.html' title='LAUTREC'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115751387950791128</id><published>2006-09-06T00:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T12:28:42.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Última Ceia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Last_Supper_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Last_Supper_original.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A Última Ceia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1495-1497 – Técnica: Mista com predominância da têmpera e óleo sobre duas camadas de preparação de gesso aplicadas sobre reboco - Dimensão: 460 x 880cm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Última Ceia (no italiano, Il Cenacolo ou L'Ultima Cena) é uma pintura de Leonardo da Vinci para seu protetor, o Duque Lodovico Sforza. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi pintado numa das paredes do refeitório do convento de Santa Maria delle Grazie, em Milão, entre os anos 1495 e 1498.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Last-supper-Da%20Vinci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Last-supper-Da%20Vinci.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depois de 22 anos de criteriosa restauração, uma das mais importantes obras da pintura universal - a Última Ceia, de Leonardo da Vinci - foi entregue ao público.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É uma das obras de arte mais reproduzidas em diferentes versões por outros artistas, algumas das quais apresento aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0last-supper-Jacopo%20Bassano-1542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0last-supper-Jacopo%20Bassano-1542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacopo Bassano-1542&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Representa a cena da última ceia de Jesus com os apóstolos antes de ser preso e crucificado como descreve a Bíblia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Last-supper-Bizantino1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Last-supper-Bizantino1517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Pintura bizantina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0last-supper-Dali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0last-supper-Dali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salvador Dali&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Last-supper-Models.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Last-supper-Models.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Models &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Last-supper-Playmobbil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Last-supper-Playmobbil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playmobbil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É um dos maiores bens conhecido e estimado do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ao contrário de muitas outras valiosas pinturas, nunca foi possuída particularmente, porque não pode ser removida do seu local de origem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Last-supper-Da%20Vinci2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0Last-supper-Da%20Vinci2.jpg" 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/21749269-115751387950791128?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115751387950791128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115751387950791128&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115751387950791128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115751387950791128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/09/ltima-ceia.html' title='A Última Ceia'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115630301327331085</id><published>2006-08-23T00:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:24:09.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ismael Nery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/I.Nery-capa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/I.Nery-capa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pertenço a esta espécie de homens que não constroem nem destroem, mas que dão a razão de toda a construção e de toda destruição.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ismael Nery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/I.Nery-3%20figuras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/I.Nery-3%20figuras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ismael Nery nasceu em Belém do Pará em 1900.&lt;br /&gt;Renegando a qualificação de pintor, preferia a de filósofo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sempre que pôde, dedicou-se à poesia, achando-a melhor que a pintura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/I.Nery-duas%20figuras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/I.Nery-duas%20figuras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fazia desenhos em quantidade espantosa, mas jogava seus trabalhos sistematicamente no lixo, assim que terminados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conhecemos, dos desenhos de Nery, apenas aqueles que foram salvos da lixeira, muitos deles amarrotados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/I.Nery-A%20fam??lia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/I.Nery-A%20fam%3F%3Flia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em 1920, viajou para a França, voltando dois anos depois, para casar-se com Adalgisa Nery, com quem teve dois filhos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em 1927, voltou à Europa, conhecendo o pintor judeu-russo Marc Chagall, que exerceu forte influência em sua carreira, a qual, a partir de então, voltou-se para o Surrealismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/I.Nery-N??"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/I.Nery-N%3F%3F%20em%20azul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em 1933, um diagnóstico revelou que ele era portador de tuberculose, o que o levou a internar-se em um sanatório.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meses depois, 6 em abril de 1934, faleceu e foi enterrado vestindo um hábito dos franciscanos, numa homenagem dos frades à sua ardorosa fé católica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/I.Nery-O%20encontro.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/I.Nery-O%20encontro.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A obra de Nery permaneceu ignorada do público e da crítica até 1965, quando teve seu nome inscrito na 8ª Bienal de São Paulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/A%20Caixa%20-%20Ismael%20Nery-Nanquim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/A%20Caixa%20-%20Ismael%20Nery-Nanquim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em toda vida, não pintou mais que uma centena de quadros, realizou duas exposições individuais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E nelas conseguiu vender apenas um quadro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/21749269-115630301327331085?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115630301327331085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115630301327331085&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115630301327331085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115630301327331085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/08/ismael-nery.html' title='Ismael Nery'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115369741408250699</id><published>2006-07-23T20:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:29:02.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Largo do Boticário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/largo07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/largo07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apenas sete casas compõem esse belo recanto do Rio de Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;São casas coloridas, em estilo neo-colonial, no local batizado em homenagem a Joaquim Luiz da Silva Souto, o boticário da família real que morou ali, em uma fazenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Largo_do_Boticario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Largo_do_Boticario.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O Largo fica na Rua Cosme Velho, 822.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Este pequeno largo, quase escondido no bairro do Cosme Velho e cercado pela mata atlântica é um dos lugares mais bonitos do Rio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Há anos atrás, eu ia muito lá com a minha família para passear e visitar o artista plástico Augusto Rodrigues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Largo_do_Boticario2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Largo_do_Boticario2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O Largo do Boticário tem telhados e fachadas coloniais, calçamento estilo pé-de-moleque e árvores centenárias que transmitem uma sensação de calma e tranqüilidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lá sempre foi um reduto de grandes artistas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Sandra%20Nunes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Sandra%20Nunes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; T&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ela a óleo de Sandra Nunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recentente, dezenove famílias, apoiadas pelo Movimento Terra, Trabalho e Liberdade (MTL), invadiram o casarão de número 22, do Largo do Boticário, um dos mais bonitos desse lugar histórico e até esse momento, ainda permanecem no local.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Sandra%20Nunes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Sandra%20Nunes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Óleo de Sandra Nunes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mansão invadida pelos sem teto, tem projeto arquitetônico de Lucio Costa, jardim de Burle Marx e como quintal, parte da Floresta da Tijuca.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/largo-Janela2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/largo-Janela2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na parte externa da mansão, há diversas espécies raras da Mata Atlântica e uma fonte d´água do século 19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Largo-casarao2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Largo-casarao2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ainda nessa semana, um grupo de turistas europeus admiravam as belas construções, sem saber da confusão lamentável por trás do portão do casarão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/largo-Janela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/largo-Janela.jpg" 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/21749269-115369741408250699?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115369741408250699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115369741408250699&amp;isPopup=true' title='70 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115369741408250699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115369741408250699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/07/largo-do-boticrio.html' title='Largo do Boticário'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>70</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115317184977486789</id><published>2006-07-17T18:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:34:27.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrealismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/00Dali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/00Dali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salvador Dali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O Surrealismo foi um movimento criado em Paris em 1924 por um grupo de artistas, filósofos e escritores.&lt;br /&gt;Esse movimento artístico se opunha aos costumes da sociedade européia, mas procurava uma nova realidade, tentando explorar o inconsciente e subconsciente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seus temas eram a loucura, a solidão, os sonhos, as alucinações, o amor e o humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/00Magritte6667H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/00Magritte6667H.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;René Magritte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A pintura surrealista dividiu-se em duas escolas principais; de uma delas faziam parte o espanhol Salvador Dali e o belga René Magritte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/00magritte_lesamants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/00magritte_lesamants.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;René Magritte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estes artistas tentaram produzir novas sensações pela colocação de imagens fantásticas e irreais em seus quadros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como resultado obtinham pinturas misteriosas que pareciam não ter explicação lógica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/00Magritte.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/00Magritte.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;René Magritte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A outra escola surrealista adotou um método de pintura chamado automatismo: os artistas deixavam seus pincéis se movimentarem sobre a superfície da pintura, criando imagens e símbolos que revelavam seus subconscientes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/00MiroILLbookI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/00MiroILLbookI.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joan Miró&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/00Miro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/00Miro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joan Miró, espanhol, mostrou a simplicidade de sua arte, sem que o seu contudo deixasse de lado imagens fantásticas e imaginosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/I.Nery-O%20encontro.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ismael Nery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ismael Nery, importante pintor que só foi valorizado depois de sua morte, foi o precursor do Surrealismo no Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esse foi sem dúvida um dos nossos maiores artistas, portanto vou voltar a falar dele em um próximo post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-115317184977486789?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115317184977486789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115317184977486789&amp;isPopup=true' title='59 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115317184977486789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115317184977486789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/07/surrealismo.html' title='Surrealismo'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>59</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115274142709592444</id><published>2006-07-12T18:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:38:48.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'>(Re) Aberto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Modern_Interior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Modern_Interior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Estamos reabrindo esse nosso espaço, e felizmente muito antes do que eu imaginava. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Algumas vezes, as coisas são imprevisíveis e fogem de nosso controle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Nunca se sabe o que vai acontecer daqui a cinco minutos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Portanto, nesses últimos dias não pude elaborar novos posts, mas assim que foi possível, vim matar as saudades daqui e de vocês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Logo estarei postando muitas novidades e visitando todos os blogs amigos, como gosto tanto de fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Não posso deixar de agradecer a todos, que estiveram sempre comigo, deixando os seus comentários, o seu carinho e me dando a maior força !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Espero sinceramente que continuem por aqui me visitando, para passearmos juntos, por muito tempo, pelo mundo das artes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Modern_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Modern_art.jpg" 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/21749269-115274142709592444?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115274142709592444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115274142709592444&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115274142709592444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115274142709592444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/07/re-aberto.html' title='(Re) Aberto'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115224274491561008</id><published>2006-07-07T00:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:25:44.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fechado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Porta.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Porta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por razões particulares, esse blog está temporáriamente fechado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Obrigado a todos por suas visitas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-115224274491561008?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115224274491561008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115224274491561008&amp;isPopup=true' title='40 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115224274491561008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115224274491561008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/07/fechado.html' title='Fechado'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115186402439735677</id><published>2006-07-02T14:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:40:59.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Arte Popular</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20popular-Jose%20Antonio%20da%20Silva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Arte%20popular-Jose%20Antonio%20da%20Silva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; José Antonio da Silva - "O Rapto da Noiva"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Todo artista popular é auto-didata, ou seja, não aprendeu a arte em nenhuma escola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20popular-Heitor%20dos%20Prazeres-A%20Casa%20de%20Seu%20Benedito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20popular-Heitor%20dos%20Prazeres-A%20Casa%20de%20Seu%20Benedito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Heitos dos Prazeres - "A casa do Seu Benedito"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quais são os limites que separam a arte e o artesanato ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Será que existe uma resposta ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20popular-Maurino1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20popular-Maurino1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Escultura de Maurino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20popular-Ex-votos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20popular-Ex-votos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ex-votos - Esculturas feitas por artistas anônimos para serem colocadas em altares de igrejas como agradecimento por promessas bem-sucedidas e cumpridas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20popular-G.T.O.Geraldo%20Teles%20Oliveira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20popular-G.T.O.Geraldo%20Teles%20Oliveira.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;G.T.O.&lt;/span&gt; - Geraldo Teles Oliveira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É comum afirmar que “o artista cria e o artesão repete”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Assim, o artesão trabalha no terreno do concreto, da matéria, da certeza.&lt;br /&gt;O artista age no espaço da abstração, do espírito, da dúvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na verdade, o limite entre eles é muito tênue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20popular-Isabel%20Mendes-Vale%20do%20Jequitinhonha-MG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20popular-Isabel%20Mendes-Vale%20do%20Jequitinhonha-MG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isabel Mendes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noivos do Vale do Jequitinhonha - MG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20popular-Mestre%20Vitalino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20popular-Mestre%20Vitalino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escultura de Mestre Vitalino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No caso da arte popular, o artesanato é a base fundamental para a construção da arte.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem todo artesão é um artista. Tudo é uma questão de talento e de brilho próprio.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, todo artista popular é, antes de tudo, um artesão.&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a minha opinião. O que você acha ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Você tem algum objeto de arte popular na sua casa ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-115186402439735677?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115186402439735677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115186402439735677&amp;isPopup=true' title='44 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115186402439735677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115186402439735677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/07/arte-popular.html' title='Arte Popular'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115109609633045770</id><published>2006-06-23T17:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:43:00.596-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Erté</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Erte-symphb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Erte-symphb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Romain de Tirtoff, que ficaria conhecido como Erté, nome que reproduz o som das iniciais R e T, nasceu em São Peterburgo, na Rússia, em 23 de novembro 1892 e foi para a França em 1911.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Erte-Bronze2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Erte-Bronze2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em Paris, logo passou a trabalhar com um dos mais importantes criadores da moda de todos os tempos, Paul Poiret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Erte-QueenoftheNight.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Erte-QueenoftheNight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Criou cenarios para diversos espetáculos teatrais, Ilustrou também capas para a revista Harper’s Bazaar, além de criar cenários para o Folies Bergère de Paris e para o Ziegfeld Follies, de Nova York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Erte-Bronze3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Erte-Bronze3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Durante uma visita a Hollywood, em 1925, Erté trabalhou como figurinista para diversos filmes, e também criou roupas para a atriz Josephine Baker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Erte-Bronze4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Erte-Bronze4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Erté gostava de utilizar peles compridas, jóias e um grande número de acessórios, que compunham figurinos com detalhes inteiramente personalizados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Erte-Bronze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Erte-Bronze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em cada trabalho que executava, Erté trazia a inspiração de temas persas e indianos do século 16, com traços muito pessoais, elaborados, e a figura feminina concebida sempre de maneira sensual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-115109609633045770?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115109609633045770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115109609633045770&amp;isPopup=true' title='65 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115109609633045770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115109609633045770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/06/ert.html' title='Erté'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>65</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-115014669129921101</id><published>2006-06-12T17:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:59:00.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>J. Carlos, o cronista do lápis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/JCarlos-tipos.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/JCarlos-tipos.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;José Carlos de Brito e Cunha, o J. Carlos, nascido em Botafogo, Rio de Janeiro, em 18 de junho de 1884, ocupa um lugar de destaque no humor gráfico nacional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/J.Carlos-Dan%3F%3Fa.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cartunista e ilustrador, J. Carlos soube retratar a vida carioca como ninguém. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retratou o Carnaval, as praias, a moda, os modismos e os costumes, num verdadeiro retrato da época.&lt;br /&gt;Fez capas e personagens para a importante revista infantil O Tico Tico, como Lamparina, Juquinha e outros.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/jcarlos3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/200/jcarlos3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embora não fosse estilista, J. Carlos recriava figurinos da moda em voga com tanta graça, a ponto de vê-los seguidos pelas elegantes senhoras do Rio&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/jcarlos1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/jcarlos1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O talento de J. Carlos encantava a todos com a sua obra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O próprio Walt Disney, criador do famoso Mickey Mouse, em uma visita ao Brasil, chegou a convidá-lo para trabalhar em seus estúdios nos Estados Unidos, tal a sua admiração pelo talentoso artista.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O nome de J. Carlos figura de forma permanente e com merecido destaque no cenário da caricatura brasileira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/JCarlos-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/JCarlos-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;O cronista do lápis, que contou a história e imortalizou os tipos de sua cidade, foi assim lembrado por Genolino Amado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;“Realmente, no espírito de J. Carlos parece ter habitado o espírito do Rio. E não poderíamos imaginar tendo nascido noutra cidade. Aquele que pretendia somente graça acabou fazendo história”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/JCarlos-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/JCarlos-3.jpg" 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/21749269-115014669129921101?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/115014669129921101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=115014669129921101&amp;isPopup=true' title='55 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115014669129921101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/115014669129921101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/06/j-carlos-o-cronista-do-lpis.html' title='J. Carlos, o cronista do lápis'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>55</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114963267337932572</id><published>2006-06-06T19:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T01:01:01.040-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAPLIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Chaplin(ModernTimes)_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Chaplin%28ModernTimes%29_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muito raramente a palavra "gênio" pode ser empregada com tanta propriedade quanto ao nos referirmos a Charles Chaplin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chaplin nasceu em Londres no ano de 1889.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nasceu com o cinema, e foi justamente para o cinema que Chaplin criou o personagem Carlitos, um vagabundo oprimido e engraçado, que denunciava as injustiças sociais em um mundo repleto de desigualdades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De forma inteligente, este grande artista sabia como fazer rir e também chorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Chaplin_01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0Chaplin_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adepto ao cinema mudo, o ator e também cineasta, era contra o surgimento do cinema sonoro, mas como grande artista que era, logo se adaptou e voltou a produzir verdadeiras obras primas: O Grande Ditador, Tempos Modernos e Luzes da Ribalta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Chaplin_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Chaplin(The%20Kid)_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Chaplin%28The%20Kid%29_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na década de 30 seus filmes foram proibidos na Alemanha nazista, pois foram considerados subversivos e contrários a moral e aos bons costumes.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, representavam uma crítica ao sistema capitalista, à repressão, à ditadura e ao sistema autoritário que vigorava na Alemanha no período.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em 1965, publicou sua autobiografia , Minha Vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Chaplin(CityLights).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Chaplin%28CityLights%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Acumulou muito dinheiro em sua vida de fama.&lt;br /&gt;Fortuna vai, fortuna vem, como muitos outros artistas, Chaplin nunca soube administrar seus bens e por três vezes esteve à beira da falência, mas sempre deu a volta por cima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0CharlesChaplin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0CharlesChaplin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Rainha Elizabeth II tornou-o Sir em 1975.&lt;br /&gt;Sir Charles Chaplin morreu dormindo, em sua casa em Corsier-vur-Vevey, na Suíça.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morreu feliz, numa manhã de Natal, aos 88 anos, ao lado da família e de sua última esposa, a qual conviveu por mais anos e mais amou.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Chaplin(ModernTimes)_02.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0Chaplin%28ModernTimes%29_02.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uma imagem vale mais do que mil palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Se você quer dar crédito a quem merece e a quem criou essa idéia... agradeça a Chaplin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/Cinemacinza.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114963267337932572?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114963267337932572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114963267337932572&amp;isPopup=true' title='44 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114963267337932572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114963267337932572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/06/chaplin.html' title='CHAPLIN'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114893558366699415</id><published>2006-05-29T17:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T01:04:40.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Arte oriental do Bonsai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bonsai0A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bonsai0A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que é Bonsai ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonsai é a arte oriental de miniaturizar plantas.&lt;br /&gt;Começou na China, por volta de 202 a.C., sendo no Japão que se tornou uma alta forma de expressão artística.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bonsai0D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0Bonsai0D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bonsai0E.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Seu nome em japonês, Bonsai, significa "cultivado em bandeja".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sendo uma arte viva, torna-se uma obra nunca terminada, em constante transformação nas mãos do artista, fonte inesgotável de inspiração e meditação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bonsai01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bonsai01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;A relação entre o artista e o Bonsai, se traduz num eterno namoro entre homem e natureza, onde cada passo leva a uma nova descoberta.&lt;br /&gt;Neste ambiente de integração e paz, a longevidade do Bonsai une gerações em busca de novas formas e amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bonsai0C.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bonsai0C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sendo uma arte oriental, teve seu despertar no Brasil com a imigração japonesa que junto com as famílias traziam pequenas maravilhas, talvez uns poucos exemplares, mas suficientes para manter viva a arte do Bonsai. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Durante anos seu cultivo ficou restrito a essas famílias e seus descendentes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bonsai0B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bonsai0B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com a convivência das culturas que se mesclaram, o conhecimento do Bonsai se difundiu em torno das colônias japonesas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E cada vez mais se expande, trazendo não só a beleza artística da obra, mas o seu objetivo principal, que é a integração Homem/Natureza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0bonsai-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0bonsai-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114893558366699415?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114893558366699415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114893558366699415&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114893558366699415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114893558366699415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/05/arte-oriental-do-bonsai.html' title='A Arte oriental do Bonsai'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114813387596394125</id><published>2006-05-20T10:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T13:24:50.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Guignard - Paisagens imaginárias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Guignard-Festa%20de%20S.Jo??o-1939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Guignard-Festa%20de%20S.Jo%3F%3Fo-1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Festa de S. João - 1939&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Certa vez, perguntaram a Alberto da Veiga Guignard como ele sabia que havia terminado um quadro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"- Quando ele faz " &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tiiim&lt;/span&gt;...", respondeu o pintor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sempre visto como um menino ingênuo, era também simples no seu modo de viver e trabalhar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Guignard-Paisagem%20Imagin??ria1947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Guignard-Paisagem%20Imagin%3F%3Fria1947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Paisagem imaginária - 1947&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nascido em Nova Friburgo (RJ) a 25 de fevereiro de 1896, aos 21 anos matriculou-se na Real Academia de Belas Artes de Munique (Alemanha) e foi influenciado pelo expressionismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Em 1929, retornou ao Brasil e, a convite de Juscelino Kubitschek, prefeito de Belo Horizonte na época, mudou-se para Minas Gerais em 1944 para ministrar cursos de pintura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A partir de então, Guignard foi reconhecido por retratar as montanhas mineiras e as cidades históricas do interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma de suas marcas registradas eram os balões de São João.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Guignard-Floresta%20Tropical-1938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Guignard-Floresta%20Tropical-1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Floresta Tropical - 1938&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Guignard-Vaso%20com%20Flores-1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Guignard-Vaso%20com%20Flores-1935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vaso com flores - 1935&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nos anos 50, o alcoolismo fez com que passasse a depender da ajuda de alunos para comer e morar.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes, precisou ser carregado para a casa pelos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chegou a trocar obras-primas por pratos de comida ou garrafas de bebida, até que, a 26 de junho de 1962, morreu de parada cardíaca, no Hospital São Lucas (MG).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Guignard-Menino-1941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Guignard-Menino-1941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Menino - 1941&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para sair do sufoco financeiro, usava uma tática infalível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;" Pinto um Santo Antônio e vendo barato. Há sempre moças solteiras dispostas a comprar ", dizia Guignard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sortuda a solteirona que um dia comprou um Santo Antônio de Guignard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Guignard-As%20G%3F%3Fmeas-1940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Gêmeas - 1940&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.agaleriadearteprochownik.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galeria PROCHOWNIK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; está hoje no site &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nominimo.ibest.com.br/notitia/servlet/newstorm.notitia.presentation.NavigationServlet?publicationCode=1&amp;pageCode=62&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;textCode=22359&amp;date=currentDate&amp;amp;contentType=html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO MINIMO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114813387596394125?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114813387596394125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114813387596394125&amp;isPopup=true' title='62 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114813387596394125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114813387596394125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/05/guignard-paisagens-imaginrias.html' title='Guignard - Paisagens imaginárias'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>62</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114754237484054898</id><published>2006-05-13T14:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:58:29.836-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinelandia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Jonas%20cinema.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Jonas%20cinema.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Album-PAI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/200/Album-PAI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na década de 60, eu estava na Lanchonete Flakes, na Av.Copacabana, quando alguém me bateu nos ombros e me chamou para trabalhar no cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Sim, era Adrian Samailoff, um diretor russo que estava procurando novos artistas para trabalhar em seu próximo filme brasileiro, chamado “Garota Mineira”.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tinha nenhuma experiência como ator, mas aceitei. E depois de alguns testes, surpreendentemente fui contratado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O cinema era ainda rudimentar no Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;As filmagens eram na sua maioria externas. Algumas cenas eram rodadas em uma distante e deserta Barra da Tijuca e outras no então super chique hotel Quitandinha, em Petrópolis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0Quitandinha2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Vera%20Nunes.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/200/Vera%20Nunes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parte do meu trabalho, além de atuar, também era transportar membros da equipe e o material de filmagem, em meu Buick conversível.&lt;br /&gt;A história do filme girava em torno da disputa de 3 rapazes por uma linda garota ( a mineirinha do título), que era a Vera Nunes, uma starlet da época. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu era um deles, além de Helio Souto e Fernando Amaral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Vera%20Nunes.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O filme estreou com sucesso no Cine Odeon, um dos maiores cinemas cariocas, que permanece ainda hoje na Cinelandia, centro do Rio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/cine%20odeon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/cine%20odeon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu, que ainda não era nada low-profile, no entusiasmo da juventude, ficava dando autógrafos na noite de estréia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Jonas%20cinema.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/Cineminha_miniazul.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa foi a minha experiência como ator de cinema nacional.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apesar de ter me saído razoavelmente bem, nunca cheguei à Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/Cinemacinza.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114754237484054898?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114754237484054898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114754237484054898&amp;isPopup=true' title='49 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114754237484054898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114754237484054898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/05/cinelandia.html' title='Cinelandia'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114693579209100044</id><published>2006-05-06T13:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T14:27:49.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cícero Dias – 100 anos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Cicero2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Cicero2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Artista brasileiro de grande renome internacional, Cícero Dias combina as mais autênticas tradições pernambucanas com a essência universal da arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cícero Dias nasceu no Engenho Jundiá, município de Escada, a 50 quilômetros de Recife (PE), em 5 de março de 1907 e, bem cedo, mudou-se para o Rio de Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Desde a infância, escolheu o caminho da pintura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Cicero-cidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Cicero-cidade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nos 30 primeiros anos de vida trabalhou com aquarelas de grande beleza e colorido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;De sua cidade natal, veio para o Recife e, em 1925, foi para o Rio de Janeiro, estudar arquitetura na Escola Nacional de Belas Artes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Cicero-Mo??a"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Cicero-Mo%3F%3Fa%20na%20Janela1960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Foi no Rio que Cícero Dias estreou profissionalmente, expondo seus trabalhos pela primeira vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A exposição aconteceu em 1928 e, naquela época, havia grande desconfiança em torno do tipo de pintura que ele fazia e quase nenhuma galeria carioca tinha interesse pela arte moderna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Cicero-Figurasnavaranda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Cicero-Figurasnavaranda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Em 1937 Cícero Dias foi morar em Paris e recebeu forte influência do meio artístico europeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rachou um telefone com Picasso e deve ter conhecido a maior parte dos artistas e intelectuais da época, quando Paris era, inegavelmente e incomparavelmente, a capital cultural do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Cicero-??"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Cicero-%3F%3F%20la%20plage-1942-Lisboa.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"À la plage"- 1942 - Lisboa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A terceira fase é cheia de temas nordestinos, pintados nas freqüentes viagens a Recife e evoca lembranças de infância e de sua vida aqui em nossa cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um grande painel de Cícero Dias, no Museu Nacional, tem o título de " Eu vi o Mundo... ele começa no Recife ".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Cicero-Eu%20vi%20o%20mundo,%20ele%20come??ava"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Cicero-Eu%20vi%20o%20mundo%2C%20ele%20come%3F%3Fava%20no%20Recife-1926-29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Eu vi o Mundo... ele começa no Recife" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cícero morreu em Paris, a 28/01/2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Em 5 de março de 2007, o grande artista pernambucano completaria 100 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114693579209100044?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114693579209100044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114693579209100044&amp;isPopup=true' title='51 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114693579209100044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114693579209100044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/05/ccero-dias-100-anos.html' title='Cícero Dias – 100 anos'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114659525844378472</id><published>2006-05-02T15:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T15:44:11.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenreiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tenreiro-cadeira%20de3p??s.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tenreiro-cadeira%20de3p%3F%3Fs.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Joaquim Tenreiro (1906-1992) foi o "pai" do mobiliário moderno no Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Elaborar um móvel brasileiro ainda não era um hábito comum na primeira metade deste século. E a tarefa, numa dessas curiosidades da vida, coube a um português. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Radicado no país, Tenreiro se dedicou a explorar todas as possibilidades da madeira (principalmente o jacarandá) e das matérias-primas nativas (como a palhinha), para criar um mobiliário limpo e elegante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tenreiro-cadeira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Tenreiro-cadeira.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O artista nascido em Portugal, mas radicado no Brasil, atuou como designer, pintor e escultor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Entretanto, ficou famoso pela sua capacidade de transpor para a realidade do agitado modernismo brasileiro, os móveis de madeira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tenreiro-Mesa%20e%20cadeiras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tenreiro-Mesa%20e%20cadeiras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tenreiro-cadeira%20de%20tiras1942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tenreiro-cadeira%20de%20tiras1942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pode-se dizer que Joaquim Tenreiro foi o verdadeiro criador do móvel moderno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sua preocupação não era só com a beleza, mas também com o conforto e a funcionalidade dos móveis. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Com um desenho simples, mas de linhas harmoniosas e extremamente refinadas, Tenreiro utilizava materiais de qualidade para criar móveis leves e arejados.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tenreiro-chaise-longue%20inspirada%20em%20Le%20Corbusier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tenreiro-chaise-longue%20inspirada%20em%20Le%20Corbusier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tenreiro-Relevo%20em%20madeira%20pintada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tenreiro-Relevo%20em%20madeira%20pintada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apaixonado pelas madeiras brasileiras, soube aproveitar como poucos suas belezas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Usou jacarandá, perobinha do campo, pau marfim, amendoim, cedro, entre outras madeiras nobres.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/TenreiroPoltronaSof??eMesa-quadroSiron.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/TenreiroPoltronaSof%3F%3FeMesa-quadroSiron.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tenreiro foi o primeiro a romper com a influência dos móveis portugueses e franceses, impróprios para o clima tropical do Brasil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114659525844378472?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114659525844378472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114659525844378472&amp;isPopup=true' title='44 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114659525844378472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114659525844378472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/05/tenreiro.html' title='Tenreiro'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114599347924684358</id><published>2006-04-25T16:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T16:42:56.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance Carioca</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Close-up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dizem que os melhores perfumes vêm nos menores frascos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem sempre os melhores quadros estão nas molduras mais bonitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Encontrei recentemente em um leilão um quadro com uma bela moldura antiga, em madeira toda entalhada à mão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A tela era uma marinha banal, monocromática, quase inexpressiva. Mas a beleza e a qualidade da moldura imediatamente me chamaram a atenção.&lt;br /&gt;Como o preço era razoável , decidi comprar a obra.&lt;br /&gt;Retirei o quadro original e mandei fazer outra tela, exatamente do mesmo tamanho.&lt;br /&gt;Dei a tela ao meu filho, Jôka, e pedi para que pintasse um quadro novo, com a criatividade dele, que seria encaixado naquela moldura extravagante e muito bonita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fotografamos o passo a passo do trabalho de criação e execução do trabalho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Quadro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Quadro1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Quadro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Quadro2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Quadro3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Quadro3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/QuadroPronto.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/QuadroPronto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O quadro está pronto, pendurado aqui na galeria, e se chama “Romance Carioca”.&lt;br /&gt;É bem no estilo cinematográfico e hollywoodiano do Jôka. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora acredito que o quadro e a moldura finalmente se encontraram. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;E se merecem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Quadro%20na%20Galeria.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Quadro%20na%20Galeria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114599347924684358?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114599347924684358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114599347924684358&amp;isPopup=true' title='55 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114599347924684358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114599347924684358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/04/romance-carioca.html' title='Romance Carioca'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>55</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114556855876804830</id><published>2006-04-20T18:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T16:59:19.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mundo de Andy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0AndyWarhol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No futuro, todas as pessoas serão famosas durante quinze minutos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andy Warhol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol-campbellsoup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0AndyWarhol-campbellsoup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andy Warhol é considerado o pai da Arte Pop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Arte Pop reflete um estilo de vida que cresceu depois da guerra.&lt;br /&gt;Garrafas de Coca-Cola, latas de sopa, escovas de dente, objetos do cotidiano, tudo foi retratado por Andy na forma de uma pintura com cores carregadas e nem sempre realistas, apresentando esses produtos vulgares como arte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O mundo estava pronto e receptivo para isso, bastando surgir um inovador e Andy nasceu no momento mais apropriado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol-Marilyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0AndyWarhol-Marilyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tema central de Andy foi o retrato, principalmente de personalidades famosas do cinema e da política.&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, o artista sempre fazia o retrato através de material fotográfico bem conhecido, usado como publicidade das personalidades.&lt;br /&gt;Ele preparava os seus quadros, desenhos e pinturas, através de fotografias de revistas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol-Lennon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0AndyWarhol-Lennon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol_Judy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0AndyWarhol_Judy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol-Liz-1964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0AndyWarhol-Liz-1964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retratando figuras com Marylin Monroe, Elvis Presley, Che Guevara, Mao-Tse-Tung e outros, ele se tornou também um ícone da cultura Pop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol-MAO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0AndyWarhol-MAO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0AndyWarhol-MickJagger1974.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A arte de Andy é uma arte colorida, de interpretação ao gosto e emoções do artista.&lt;br /&gt;Nada é exatamente como o real.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O mundo é recriado, as pessoas são recriadas, os animais são recriados, tudo para que o mundo de Andy possa se transformar, pelo menos para ele, em realidade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114556855876804830?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114556855876804830/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114556855876804830&amp;isPopup=true' title='49 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114556855876804830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114556855876804830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-mundo-de-andy.html' title='O Mundo de Andy'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114531120904081481</id><published>2006-04-17T18:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:00:34.363-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LALIQUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Lalique01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Lalique01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;René Lalique, francês, nasceu em 1860 na região de Marne.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Era um extraordinário designer de jóias e trabalhos em vidro e cristal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Lalique01Perfume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Lalique01Perfume.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seu interesse em vidros e cristais resultou na criação de belíssimos e originais recipientes de perfumes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Lalique01Perfumes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Lalique01Perfumes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O sucesso destes designs levou-o a estabelecer em 1920 sua própria fábrica de vidro, onde ele desenvolveu um estilo que inicialmente foi chamado de arte moderna e hoje é conhecido como Art Deco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Lalique-Danseuse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Lalique-Danseuse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Danseuse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Lalique-Le%20Jour%20e%20la%20Nuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os acessórios de iluminação de Lalique tiveram particular influência no moderno desenho de decoração de interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nos seus objetos de iluminação, peças angulares de vidro gravado e vidro fosco eram decorados com formas de plantas e animais ou eram desenhados para sugerir fontes e jatos de água.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Lalique-Bacchantes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Lalique-Bacchantes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Bacchantes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Lalique-Serpent1924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Lalique-Serpent1924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Serpent - 1924&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/lalique-vase-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/lalique-vase-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Vase Nimphes Roses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Lalique-Tourbillons-Ambar%20e%20Turquesa1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Lalique-Tourbillons-Ambar%20e%20Turquesa1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tourbillons - 1925&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A genialidade de Lalique se deve à sua originalidade: ele usava constantemente os motivos e imagens tradicionais de forma sempre inovadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Isso fez dele , entre outras coisas, o designer mais cobiçado pelas suas inusitadas e ultra modernas propostas, antes mesmo dessa arte se denominar design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rene Lalique faleceu em Paris, em 1945.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/21749269-114531120904081481?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114531120904081481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114531120904081481&amp;isPopup=true' title='44 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114531120904081481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114531120904081481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/04/lalique.html' title='LALIQUE'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114515047928698284</id><published>2006-04-15T22:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T22:21:19.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SANTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/25044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/25044.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até o final do século XIX, os homens traziam seus relógios pendurados em correntes nos bolsos dos coletes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dizer as horas naquela época, envolvia um impressionante ritual: retirar o relógio de seu compartimento, abrir a tampa e só aí anunciar as horas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santos Dumont, quando estava voando, tinha dificuldades de acompanhar o tempo (ele só podia ficar no ar por minutos). Então, portátil, só havia o relógio de bolso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ele queria checar seu tempo de vôo em testes de velocidade mais rapidamente do que seria capaz com um relógio de bolso (chegou a improvisar um relógio de bolso amarrado ao pulso por um lenço).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Santos02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Santos02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santos-Dumont foi amigo de Louis Cartier e encomendou a ele um relógio mais fácil de usar do que o de bolso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Cartier criou em 1904 para Alberto Santos Dummont o relógio de pulso em formato quadrado - o modelo Tank, com pulseira de couro, que o relojoeiro denominou Santos e é reproduzido e vendido até hoje, com sucesso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Entretanto, foi só em 1911 que a peça passou a ser comercializada. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Santos01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Santos01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hoje, mais de 90 anos depois, o relógio Santos, da Maison Cartier ainda conserva toda a sua elegância.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/cartier_ctr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/cartier_ctr.jpg" 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/21749269-114515047928698284?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114515047928698284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114515047928698284&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114515047928698284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114515047928698284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/04/santos.html' title='SANTOS'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114503332282318068</id><published>2006-04-14T13:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T13:56:04.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarsila</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tarsila-AUTORETRATO50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auto-retrato&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tarsila do Amaral nasceu em 1886, na Fazenda São Bernardo, em Capivari (SP).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;De família rica, teve uma infância de moradora de fazenda, crescendo entre bichos e plantas. E vivia simultaneamente um cotidiano de menina rica: tudo o que sua família usava - roupas e utensílios – vinha diretamente da Europa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cresceu aristocrática em meio a paisagens simples e gente humilde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tarsila-A%20Feira1924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Feira - 1924&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tarsila participou ativamente da renovação da arte brasileira que se processou na década de 1920.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Integrou-se ao movimento modernista e ligou-se com especial interesse à questão da brasilidade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tarsila-Abaporu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tarsila-Abaporu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Abaporu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tarsila-CARTAOPOSTAL-1928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tarsila-CARTAOPOSTAL-1928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cartão Postal - 1928&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Formou, com Anita Malfatti, Menotti del Picchia, Mário de Andrade e Oswald de Andrade, com quem se casou em 1924, o chamado Grupo dos Cinco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tarsila-Vendedor%20de%20Frutas-1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tarsila-Vendedor%20de%20Frutas-1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Vendedor de frutas - 1925&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tarsila do Amaral é uma das mais importantes artistas brasileiras.&lt;br /&gt;Quando olhamos seus quadros, percebemos uma grande simplicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que hoje é tão familiar, no início do século XX era um choque.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muito se discutiu e se criticou até que suas pinturas fossem consideradas obras de arte de grande importância.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tarsila-O%20Pescador-1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tarsila-O%20Pescador-1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; O Pescador - 1925&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morreu a 17 de janeiro de 1973, aos 86 anos deixando pouco mais de duas centenas de quadros, alguns desenhos e esculturas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É relativamente pouco, mas fundamental para uma busca que prossegue até hoje: a consolidação de uma pintura nacional.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tarsila-manteau_rouge.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tarsila-manteau_rouge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Manteau rouge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/21749269-114503332282318068?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114503332282318068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114503332282318068&amp;isPopup=true' title='47 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114503332282318068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114503332282318068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/04/tarsila.html' title='Tarsila'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114470247419886927</id><published>2006-04-10T17:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T18:03:43.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Arte africana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20Africana-as%20mascaras01.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Arte%20Africana-as%20mascaras01.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A arte africana exprime usos e costumes das tribos africanas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;É uma arte extremamente voltada ao espírito religioso, característica marcante dos povos africanos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20africana-escultura.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Arte%20africana-escultura.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A escultura foi amplamente usada pelos artistas africanos utilizando o ouro, bronze, marfim e a madeira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20africana01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20africana01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As máscaras sempre foram protagonistas indiscutíveis da arte africana.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20africana-m??scara2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20africana-m%3F%3Fscara2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para os africanos, a máscara representava um disfarce místico com o qual poderiam absorver forças mágicas dos espíritos e assim utilizá-las na cura de doentes, em rituais fúnebres, cerimônias de iniciação, casamentos e nascimentos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20africana-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20africana-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O material mais utilizado é a madeira, embora existam também peças singulares de marfim, bronze e terracota.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Antes de começar a entalhar, o artesão realiza uma série de rituais no bosque, onde normalmente desenvolve o trabalho, longe da aldeia e usando ele próprio uma máscara no rosto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20africana-Picasso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Arte%20africana-Picasso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pablo Picasso, por volta de 1905, tomou conhecimento da arte africana - e aí surgiu nitidamente a inspiração para o movimento cubista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Um exemplo dessa influencia é o importante quadro "Les Demoiselles D'avignon".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Arte%20africana-Picasso-%20demoisellesdavignon.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Arte%20africana-Picasso-%20demoisellesdavignon.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Les demoiselles D 'Avignon" - Pablo Picasso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114470247419886927?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114470247419886927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114470247419886927&amp;isPopup=true' title='97 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114470247419886927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114470247419886927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/04/arte-africana.html' title='Arte africana'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>97</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114425181103812023</id><published>2006-04-05T12:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T10:27:43.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Déco</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/ArtDeco-Vitr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Art Déco foi um movimento que se manifestou na arquitetura, nas artes plásticas, no design gráfico, e no design industrial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Surgiu na década de 1920 e ganhou força nos anos 30 na Europa e nas Américas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/ChrislereEmpireStateBuilding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edifícios, esculturas, jóias, luminárias e móveis são geometrizados.&lt;br /&gt;Na arquitetura art déco, as fachadas têm rigor geométrico e ritmo linear, com fortes elementos decorativos em materiais nobres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alguns exemplos são o Chrisler Building, o Empire State Building e o Rockefeller Center, em Nova York, e os prédios da Ocean Drive, em Miami Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/facepin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diferentemente da Art Nouveau, mais rebuscada, a Arte Déco tem mais simplicidade de estilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/art%20deco%20white%20gold%20diamond%20sapphire%20chandelier%20earrings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/art%20deco%20white%20gold%20diamond%20sapphire%20chandelier%20earrings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; CARTIER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Chanel_poured_glass_1930s_Brooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Chanel_poured_glass_1930s_Brooch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; CHANEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Tamara%20Lempicka1929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Tamara%20Lempicka1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tamara Lempicka - 1929&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O movimento deve seu nome à Exposição Internacional de Artes Decorativas e Industriais Modernas, realizada em Paris, em 1925.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Na mostra, nus femininos, animais e folhagens são apresentados em cores discretas, traços sintéticos, formas estilizadas ou geométricas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/haeger_black_hounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/haeger_black_hounds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sem abrir mão do requinte, os objetos de decoração passam a ter linhas modernas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Vasos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Vasos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Chiparus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Chiparus.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chiparus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Decora????o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Decora%3F%3F%3F%3Fo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mesmo quando feitos com bases simples, como concreto armado e compensado de madeira, ganham ornamentos de bronze, mármore, prata, marfim e outros materiais nobres.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Marble%20clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Marble%20clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Durante a 2ª Guerra Mundial (1939-1945) o art déco sai de moda, mas, no fim da década de 60, colecionadores do mundo todo voltam a se interessar pelo estilo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114425181103812023?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114425181103812023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114425181103812023&amp;isPopup=true' title='80 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114425181103812023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114425181103812023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/04/art-dco.html' title='Art Déco'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>80</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114406963380306748</id><published>2006-04-03T10:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T10:07:13.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pincéis &amp; chips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Gravat??-3Abril2006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Gravat%3F%3F-3Abril2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoje no GLOBO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Obrigado,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://oglobo.globo.com/online/blogs/gravata/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;GRAVATÁ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114406963380306748?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114406963380306748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114406963380306748&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114406963380306748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114406963380306748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/04/pincis-chips.html' title='Pincéis &amp; chips'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114382665686474339</id><published>2006-03-31T14:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T14:40:33.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno Giorgi – O fascínio das formas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bruno%20GiorgiA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bruno%20GiorgiA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruno Giorgi nasceu em 1905, em Mococa, São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;Foi para Roma, com sua família, em 1911.&lt;br /&gt;No começo da década de 20, estudou desenho e escultura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele é conhecido como um dos mais importantes escultores do país. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bruno%20Giorgi-Candangos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bruno%20Giorgi-Candangos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Candangos - 1960&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dos monumentos públicos de sua autoria destacam-se Candangos, 1960, na Praça Três Poderes, e Meteoro, 1967, no lago do edifício do Ministério das Relações Exteriores, em Brasília. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bruno%20Giorgi-amigas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bruno%20Giorgi-amigas.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As amigas - terracota - 1944 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bruno%20GiorgiC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bruno%20GiorgiC.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mulher de Mococa - bronze - 1950&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bruno%20Giorgi-Vit??ria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bruno%20Giorgi-Vit%3F%3Fria.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vitória Alada - bronze - 1950 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No início da década de 80, na minha Galeria Domus, em Ipanema, além de expor diversos trabalhos de Bruno, promovi o lançamento do livro “Bruno Giorgi”, pela Editora Record, com texto de Ferreira Gullar e fotos de Rômulo Fialdini.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bruno%20Giorgi-Mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Bruno%20Giorgi-Mulher.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mulher - mármore - 1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Todo artista, quando cria sua obra, faz a história da arte e, por isso, de algum modo, se insere nela.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ferreira Gullar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Bruno%20Giorgi.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/200/0Bruno%20Giorgi.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruno Giorgi - (1905-1993)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114382665686474339?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114382665686474339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114382665686474339&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114382665686474339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114382665686474339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/03/bruno-giorgi-o-fascnio-das-formas.html' title='Bruno Giorgi – O fascínio das formas'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114349264826918764</id><published>2006-03-27T17:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:50:48.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Grauben</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Grauben%20E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Grauben%20E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grauben do Monte Lima nasceu em 1889, mas começou a pintar somente aos 70 anos, quando passou a morar no Rio de Janeiro, após se aposentar do serviço público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan Serpa foi seu primeiro professor e incentivador, ensinando-lhe técnica de pintura em curso no Museu de Arte Moderna – MAM do Rio de Janeiro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Grauben%20D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Grauben%20D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan Serpa me apresentou a essa talentosa artista e logo fiquei muito impressionado com a beleza de sua obra.&lt;br /&gt;Em sua temática da natureza fantástica os contornos não eram demarcados, mas indicados por séries de pontos coloridos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Embora fosse uma pintora de aparente natureza ingênua (naif), havia algo muito especial naquele universo de cores cintilantes e mágicas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Grauben%20C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Grauben%20C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Grauben%20B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Grauben%20B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fiz 3 exposições individuais de Grauben na Galeria Relevo (1962, 1964 e 1965), todas com enorme e merecido sucesso de público, crítica e de vendas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Grauben1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Grauben1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa artista brilhante faleceu em 1972.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É citada nos mais importantes dicionários de arte do País, destacando-se o “Dicionário das Artes Plásticas no Brasil”, de Roberto Pontual, e, em nível internacional, na obra “Peintres Naifs”, de Anatole Jakovsky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Grauben%20A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Grauben%20A.jpg" 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/21749269-114349264826918764?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114349264826918764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114349264826918764&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114349264826918764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114349264826918764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/03/grauben.html' title='Grauben'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114289376625300461</id><published>2006-03-20T18:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T19:32:56.900-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Burle Marx</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberto Burle Marx foi um dos maiores e mais talentosos paisagistas do nosso século, premiado internacionalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/burle2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artista de múltiplas artes, foi também, desenhista, pintor, tapeceiro, ceramista, escultor, pesquisador, cantor e criador de jóias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasceu em São Paulo, a 4 de agosto de 1909.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu primeiro projeto paisagístico foi para a arquitetura de Lúcio Costa em 1932, passando a dedicar-se ao paisagismo, paralelamente à pintura e ao desenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="579" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/burlemarxhome28.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em 1949, com a compra de um sítio de 365.000 m2, em Barra de Guaratiba, no Rio de Janeiro, organizou uma grande coleção de plantas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/burlemarxhome4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em 1970, a reurbanização da Avenida Atlântica, na praia de Copacabana ganhou a marca dos desenhos de Burle Marx, executados em pedra portuguesa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="545" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/Atlantica.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberto oferecia almoços aos sábados em seu sítio, e recebia seus convidados com muita elegância e bom-humor. Nessas ocasiões ele tocava piano e cantava árias de óperas famosas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tive a sorte de participar de muitos desses animados banquetes, onde a mesa era decorada pessoalmente por ele, com orquídeas e plantas das suas gigantescas estufas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/BurleMarx1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/BurleMarx2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberto Burle Marx faleceu no dia 4 de junho de 1994, no Rio de Janeiro, aos 84 anos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sítio Roberto Burle Marx&lt;br /&gt;Estrada Burle Marx 2019 - Barra de Guaratiba&lt;br /&gt;Rio de Janeiro - RJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114289376625300461?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114289376625300461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114289376625300461&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114289376625300461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114289376625300461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/03/burle-marx.html' title='Burle Marx'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114254151746903026</id><published>2006-03-16T17:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:38:24.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Serpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0NOME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0NOME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ivan Serpa nasceu no Rio de Janeiro em 1923 e, aos 23 anos, iniciou seus estudos de arte com o gravador austríaco Axl Leskoschek.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/01IvanSerpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/01IvanSerpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pioneiro da abstração geométrica no Brasil, foi líder do Grupo Frente (1954-1956) e professor de pintura no Museu de Arte Moderna do Rio, responsável pela formação de toda uma geração de artistas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/01ISerpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/01ISerpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na década de 60, meu filho Jôka foi seu aluno no atelier de ensino de pintura para crianças do MAM. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Iserpa1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0Iserpa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua obra conheceu várias fases : o rigor concretista, o informalismo, a nova-figuração – na violência de sua fase negra , e o abstracionismo ligado a tendências da op-art.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0is006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0is006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0is049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0is049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0is013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan Serpa não teve vida longa.&lt;br /&gt;Faleceu em 1973, com 49 anos de idade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sua carreira, desde a estréia no Salão Nacional de Belas-Artes até a morte durou apenas 25 anos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Ivan-Retrato.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Ivan-Retrato.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan Serpa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu preparava uma mostra desse artista na minha segunda Galeria, a Domus, em Ipanema, quando o artista faleceu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A exposição, infelizmente, nunca foi realizada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114254151746903026?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114254151746903026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114254151746903026&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114254151746903026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114254151746903026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/03/serpa.html' title='Serpa'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114228733626366691</id><published>2006-03-13T18:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T19:07:55.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Portinari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Portinariassinatura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Portinariassinatura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candido Portinari nasceu no dia 29 de dezembro de 1903, numa fazenda de café em Brodoswki, no Estado de São Paulo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/OPortinariAutoRetrato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/OPortinariAutoRetrato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auto-retrato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filho de imigrantes italianos, de origem humilde, recebeu apenas a instrução primária  e desde criança manifestou sua vocação artística.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/OPortina%20Jo??oC??ndidoecavalo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/OPortina%20Jo%3F%3FoC%3F%3Fndidoecavalo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;João Candido, filho do artista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Conheci Portinari em 1956, levado por um amigo em comum ao seu apartamento na Av. Atlântica, no bairro carioca do Leme.&lt;br /&gt;Era um artista muito organizado, com todos os pincéis e tubos de tinta impecávelmente arrumados. E embora fosse muito produtivo, não se via o menor vestígio de manchas de tinta em sua roupa ou no atelier. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/OPortinariRetirantes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/OPortinariRetirantes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retirantes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somente depois de algumas visitas consegui realmente me aproximar desse artista genial.&lt;br /&gt;Ele tinha como secretária a ex-mulher, Maria Victória, que apesar de separada, cuidava com muita atenção de sua casa e principalmente de suas vendas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com muito sacrifício consegui economizar o suficiente para aos poucos comprar quatro trabalhos de Candido, naturalmente pequenos.&lt;br /&gt;Um deles era um estudo da Sta. Cecília que está na fabulosa coleção Roberto Marinho.&lt;br /&gt;Outro era um cavalinho branco, tema bastante recorrente na obra do artista.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/OPortinari-StaCecilia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/OPortinari-StaCecilia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sta. Cecilia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A partir desses encontros, me senti incentivado a trabalhar com arte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pouco tempo depois, em 1961, abria a minha primeira Galeria, a Relevo, em Copacabana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/OPortinariFlores1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/OPortinariFlores1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Candido Portinari morreu no dia 06 de fevereiro de 1962, quando preparava uma grande exposição de cerca de 200 obras a convite da Prefeitura de Milão, vítima de intoxicação pelas tintas que utilizava.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114228733626366691?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114228733626366691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114228733626366691&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114228733626366691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114228733626366691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/03/portinari.html' title='Portinari'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114193836405013670</id><published>2006-03-09T17:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:18:24.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Salão Petronio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f295/galeriaprochownik/scissor3JS.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-Barbeiro.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/0-Barbeiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em um salão de barbeiro, muitas coisas acontecem :&lt;br /&gt;Políticos decidem os rumos de um estado, jornalistas procuram notícias e... artistas talentosos podem estar passando por momentos difíceis.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre cortei o cabelo no Salão Petrônio, na Rua Duvivier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era um barbeiro muito simples, sem nada demais, embora fosse frequentado por “todo mundo” em Copacabana na década de 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-Di.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di pintando sua mulher e musa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a também artista Noemia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di Cavalcanti, com quem eu tinha um bom relacionamento, estava fazendo a barba ao meu lado ( naquela época pré-lâminas descartáveis ainda se fazia a barba em barbeiros ) e disse que precisava de uma certa quantia para comprar uma passagem para voltar à Paris, onde morava durante metado do ano.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Horas depois, fui até o atelier de Di, na Rua do Catete, em cima do famoso cinema Asteca, levando o valor necessário para a viagem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em troca ele me disse para escolher 6 telas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não foi nada fácil, já que todas os quadros eram muito bonitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Um deles é essa linda mulata mostrada aqui abaixo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0-DiC.duas_mulatas_2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0-DiC.duas_mulatas_2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saindo do atelier, Di Cavalcanti me pediu um pouco sem jeito para que devolvesse as molduras. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas seriam reaproveitadas por ele, nas suas próximas telas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belas molduras são muito caras.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guardei esses quadros por muitos anos, sendo que essa mulata de vermelho ficou comigo por 15 anos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi a última a ser vendida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114193836405013670?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114193836405013670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114193836405013670&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114193836405013670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114193836405013670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/03/salo-petronio.html' title='Salão Petronio'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114169042817983207</id><published>2006-03-06T21:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:13:48.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O DOMADOR DE MISTÉRIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/Prochownik/RobertoMagalhaes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em 29 de Março de 1940 Roberto Magalhães nasceu na Praia da Ribeira, na Ilha do Governador, Rio de Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Cresceu junto ao mar, brincando com os amigos de alcançar a nado ilhotas distantes, efetuando longos passeios de barco e bicicleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/Prochownik/RMcena_urbana_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberto Magalhães é um artista que soma invenção, curiosidade, talento e pesquisas pessoais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/Prochownik/RM-Flores.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tranquilo navegante de todas as técnicas, ele imprime um estilo inconfundível à sua arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/Prochownik/RM5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e53/Prochownik/RMost46x612004Ces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;É um inspirado descobridor de caminhos que pesquisou ao longo do tempo tendências vivas para toda uma geração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Roberto Magalhães não é só um artista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;É um domador de mistérios.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Roberto%20Magalh??es"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Roberto%20Magalh%3F%3Fes%20-retrato%20do%20artista%20-2004.21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retrato do artista por Môka Prochownik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114169042817983207?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114169042817983207/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114169042817983207&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114169042817983207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114169042817983207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/03/o-domador-de-mistrios_114169042817983207.html' title='O DOMADOR DE MISTÉRIOS'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114135438543399559</id><published>2006-03-02T23:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:55:00.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gênio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/0Picasso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/0Picasso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Picasso%20-%20GirlMirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Picasso%20-%20GirlMirror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Picasso-DemoisellesDavignon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Picasso-DemoisellesDavignon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/picasso5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/picasso5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Pablo_Ruiz_Picasso_-Poor_People_on_Shore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Pablo_Ruiz_Picasso_-Poor_People_on_Shore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/picasso2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/picasso2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Picasso1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Picasso1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“ Não existe um Picasso ruim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Embora alguns Picassos não sejam tão geniais quanto os outros.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pablo Picasso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Picasso-atelier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Picasso-atelier.jpg" 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/21749269-114135438543399559?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114135438543399559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114135438543399559&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114135438543399559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114135438543399559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/03/gnio.html' title='Gênio'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114081797441533214</id><published>2006-02-24T18:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T18:52:54.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Môka e Natasha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/M??ka"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/M%3F%3Fka%20e%20Natasha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Môka e Natasha ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mãe e filha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha filha e minha neta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no Show dos Rolling Stones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;em Copacabana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aqui logo abaixo, a Coleção Castro Maya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114081797441533214?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114081797441533214/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114081797441533214&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114081797441533214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114081797441533214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/02/mka-e-natasha.html' title='Môka e Natasha'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114081753186321926</id><published>2006-02-24T18:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T18:45:31.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandes Coleções - Castro Maya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Raymundo-1943%20-%20Portinari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Raymundo-1943%20-%20Portinari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raymundo Ottoni de Castro Maya (1894 - 1968), dedicou ao Rio de Janeiro grande parte de suas atividades como industrial, colecionador e defensor do patrimônio cultural.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Funda????o"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Funda%3F%3F%3F%3Fo%20Castro%20Maia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Museu Castro Maya, também chamado Chácara do Céu, no bairro carioca de Santa Teresa,  tem uma coleção importantíssima com pinturas de Matisse, Picasso, Salvador Dalí, Monet entre outros.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E também artistas brasileiros como Portinari, Guignard, Iberê Camargo, Antonio Bandeira e Di Cavalcanti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Matisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Matisse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matisse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Braque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Braque.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Braque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Di%20Cavalcanti.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Di%20Cavalcanti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Esse quadro de Di Cavalcanti, pintado em 1930 era meu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dr. Raymundo, fascinado pela obra, depois de alguma insistência, convenceu-me a fazer uma troca.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Bentley49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Bentley49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ele ficou com o meu quadro e eu com seu automóvel, um Bentley de 1949.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Raymundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Raymundo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dr. Raymundo em seu Bentley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114081753186321926?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114081753186321926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114081753186321926&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114081753186321926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114081753186321926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/02/grandes-colees-castro-maya.html' title='Grandes Coleções - Castro Maya'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114047264057466255</id><published>2006-02-20T18:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:57:23.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandes Coleções - Eva Klabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Eva%20Klabin.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/200/Eva%20Klabin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nascida em São Paulo, em 8 de fevereiro de 1903, Eva Klabin era a primeira das duas filhas dos imigrantes lituanos Fanny e Hessel Klabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Seu pai foi um dos fundadores das indústrias de papel e celulose Klabin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/db_gal_sc1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/db_gal_sc1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eva herdou do pai, o bom gosto e o hábito de colecionar arte. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tornou-se durante a vida, uma compradora compulsiva de objetos de arte de todas as épocas e estilos, desde que fossem de seu agrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A Fundação Eva Klabin foi criada em 1990, em sua propria casa, na Lagoa Rodrigo de Freitas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Madona%20de%20Botticelli.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Madona%20de%20Botticelli.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Madona e S. Sebastião - Botticelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tive a oportunidade de visitá-la algumas vezes.&lt;br /&gt;Eva dormia de dia e nunca recebia suas visitas antes das onze da noite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seu requinte e gentileza sempre se refletiam  em cada detalhe de suas recepções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Rosto%20Eg??pcio.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Rosto%20Eg%3F%3Fpcio.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Máscara egípcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Camelo-China-Tang.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Camelo-China-Tang.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Camelo da Dinastia Tang - China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eva Klabin faleceu em 8 de novembro de 1991, mas sua fundação permanece como um legado à cidade do Rio de Janeiro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para conhecer o site da fundação,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evaklabin.org.br/br/br/br.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clique aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114047264057466255?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114047264057466255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114047264057466255&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114047264057466255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114047264057466255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/02/grandes-colees-eva-klabin.html' title='Grandes Coleções - Eva Klabin'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-114020884407711241</id><published>2006-02-17T18:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T18:40:44.093-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Galeria RELEVO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/dicavalcanti3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/dicavalcanti3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E. di Cavalcanti - 1955&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No começo da década de 60 começaram a surgir algumas das primeiras Galerias de Arte cariocas : Bonino, Petite Galerie e Relevo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surgiram quase que ao mesmo tempo, e coincidência ou não, ficavam todas em Copacabana.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Guerchmann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Guerchmann.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rubens Gerchmann - 1966&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu era um jovem empresário e fundei a Galeria Relevo com mais dois sócios.&lt;br /&gt;Ficava na Av. Copacabana, com uma vitrine de forma arredondada e uma escada lateral que dava para a sala de exposições. Meu escritório ficava no subsolo com alguns quadros e esculturas de nosso acervo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Antonio%20Dias-1964-Fuma??a"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Antonio%20Dias-1964-Fuma%3F%3Fa%20do%20Prisioneiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Antonio Dias - 1964&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nosso objetivo era fazer lançamentos de artistas que estavam surgindo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fizemos exposições entre outros tantos, de E. Di Cavalcanti, Roberto Magalhães, Rubens Gerchmann e Antonio Dias.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Roberto%20Magalh??es1966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Roberto%20Magalh%3F%3Fes1966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Roberto Magalhães - 1966&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As nossas exposições traziam tanto público interessado em conhecer arte moderna que o trânsito muitas vezes ficava interrompido.&lt;br /&gt;Os preços das obras vendidas nesse período eram incrivelmente baixos, se comparados aos valores que atigiram atualmente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorte de quem comprou naquela época, pois esses artistas figuram hoje entre os mais consagrados da arte brasileira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-114020884407711241?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/114020884407711241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=114020884407711241&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114020884407711241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/114020884407711241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/02/galeria-relevo.html' title='Galeria RELEVO'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-113985871601444242</id><published>2006-02-13T17:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T19:03:14.126-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O anjo azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na década de 40, a maior estrela do cinema mundial chamava-se Marlene Dietrich.&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem não conheceu, era uma alemã lindíssima que fazia um sucesso indescritível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu brilho superava em muito o de qualquer atriz da Hollywood de hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Marlene-Blue%20Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Marlene-Blue%20Angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu era menino e morava em Berlim, onde a atriz havia estourado alguns anos antes com o filme &lt;a href="http://adorocinema.cidadeinternet.com.br/filmes/anjo-azul/anjo-azul.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“O Anjo Azul”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , de Josef von Sternberg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estava indo a pé para a escola, quando a vi no banco de trás de seu carro, parando naquele instante em um sinal de transito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mal pude acreditar que estava diante do anjo azul em pessoa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/marlened.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/marlened.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corri e consegui enfiar a cabeça pela janela do Mercedes preto, antes que o sinal abrisse.&lt;br /&gt;Ela me olhou, surpresa, abriu a pasta que estava em seu colo, tirou uma foto e a autografou com uma caneta dourada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estendeu-a com um sorriso , piscou os olhos e o carro partiu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/marlene-dietrich1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/marlene-dietrich1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conservo aquela foto até hoje.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É a prova de que os anjos existem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-113985871601444242?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/113985871601444242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=113985871601444242&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113985871601444242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113985871601444242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-anjo-azul.html' title='O anjo azul'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-113925630582219985</id><published>2006-02-06T17:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:51:37.043-02:00</updated><title type='text'>1981</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/MoulinRouge1p.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/MoulinRouge1p.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em 1981, meu filho Jonas Eduardo decidiu ir morar na França.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiquei um tanto surpreso com aquela decisão, mas concordei.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tive que admitir que seria uma chance dele aprender francês e se aperfeiçoar em um curso de pintura. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Quadro%20J??ka-Paris.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Quadro%20J%3F%3Fka-Paris.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ara comprar a passagem, meu filho vendeu seu video-cassete, que ( pasmem ) era uma mercadoria bastante rara e valiosa no Brasil do começo da década de 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Aqu??rio"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Aqu%3F%3Frio%20das%20sereias.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o velho continente participou de algumas exposições e salões de arte.&lt;br /&gt;Quero deixar registradas aqui no blog algumas das imagens dos quadros que ele pintou por lá e que foram já vendidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com certeza, esses trabalhos estão hoje nas paredes de alguns parisienses de bom gosto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-113925630582219985?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/113925630582219985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=113925630582219985&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113925630582219985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113925630582219985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/02/1981.html' title='1981'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-113899912561652955</id><published>2006-02-03T18:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T18:50:22.013-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mangue em Copacabana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/mangue_1929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/mangue_1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANGUE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grafite e aquarela sobre papel - 37 x 29,5 cm.- 1929 -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reproduzido no catálogo "Di Cavalcanti - 100 anos"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Estava passeando de carro pela Av.Atlântica, no começo da década de 60, quando vi que naquela noite havia um leilão, numa das últimas mansões da orla de Copacabana (no local onde anos depois foi erguido o imenso Hotel Othon Palace, perto da Help).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Entrei por curiosidade e naquele exato momento estavam leiloando o magnífico quadro de Di Cavalcanti “Mangue” - uma pequena obra-prima retratando com emocionante humanidade algumas mulheres da famosa e extinta zona de prostituição no bairro carioca do Mangue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Atl??ntica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Atl%3F%3Fntica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por uma sorte inacreditável não havia nenhum outro interessado na obra, e assim consegui arrrematá-la pelo lance mínimo, que era o valor da avaliação do leiloeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Esse quadro ficou em minha coleção particular durante vinte e tantos anos.&lt;br /&gt;Normalmente, eu não venderia aquela obra, mas tive uma oferta irrecusável do Sr. M.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Atl??ntica2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/320/Atl%3F%3Fntica2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então, f&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ui visitar meu filho que morava em Paris com uma parte do valor da venda do "Mangue".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-113899912561652955?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/113899912561652955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=113899912561652955&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113899912561652955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113899912561652955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/02/mangue-em-copacabana.html' title='Mangue em Copacabana'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-113873650251970240</id><published>2006-01-31T17:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T17:49:47.076-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Galeria Relevo e Rubem Valentim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/rv24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/rv24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubem Valentim em 1962 fez uma exposição individual na Galeria Relevo, que era a minha Galeria na Av. Copacabana 252.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Nesse ano, o artista recebeu o prêmio da Associação de Críticos de Arte do Brasil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/rv27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/rv27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi condecorado com a medalha de ouro do Salão Paulista de Arte Moderna, além do Prêmio de Viagem ao Exterior no XI Salão Nacional de Arte Moderna no Rio. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Participou da XXXI Bienal de Veneza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/rv20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/rv20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse ano, o artista se apresentou com sucesso em duas coletivas, uma na Galeria Relevo, outra na Casa do Brasil em Roma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21749269-113873650251970240?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/113873650251970240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=113873650251970240&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113873650251970240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113873650251970240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/01/galeria-relevo-e-rubem-valentim.html' title='A Galeria Relevo e Rubem Valentim'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-113873096454181751</id><published>2006-01-31T15:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T16:15:06.360-02:00</updated><title type='text'>30 anos depois...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Ivan%20Serpa-1m%20x%201m%20-1965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Ivan%20Serpa-1m%20x%201m%20-1965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Comprei esse quadro - um óleo sôbre tela de 1 metro por 1 metro - em 1965, no atelier do próprio artista Ivan Serpa.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, um casal de bons amigos viu a obra na minha casa e tanto insistiram que acabei vendendo à eles.&lt;br /&gt;Trinta anos depois, o casal se separou e o quadro ficou com a mulher, que deu de presente ao filho.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tempo se passou e comprei a obra de volta.&lt;br /&gt;Era pra ser minha, mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém disse que ..."O bom filho à casa torna." ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Então.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/21749269-113873096454181751?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/113873096454181751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=113873096454181751&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113873096454181751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113873096454181751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/01/30-anos-depois.html' title='30 anos depois...'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749269.post-113870838370362101</id><published>2006-01-31T09:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T16:26:46.166-02:00</updated><title type='text'>GALERIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Galeria2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Galeria2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Galeria2005A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Galeria2005A2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/1600/Galeria2005B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/621/2203/400/Galeria2005B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aqui nós temos duas palavras que abrem muitas portas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Puxe e Empurre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/21749269-113870838370362101?l=aartemoderna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/feeds/113870838370362101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21749269&amp;postID=113870838370362101&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113870838370362101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21749269/posts/default/113870838370362101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aartemoderna.blogspot.com/2006/01/galeria.html' title='GALERIA'/><author><name>Jonas Prochownik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08815663257222747801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVlRjJp7dgo/SJ8UKTzJeHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/V30xQmsHv1A/s1600-R/Matisse-JAZZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
