<?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-5459330549998285431</id><updated>2012-02-15T13:22:41.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DECOMPOR</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-7099730289972154944</id><published>2012-02-15T12:59:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T13:22:41.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O ESTRANGEIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1994. Foi quando participei do meu primeiro curso de quadrinhos realizado na Gibiteca do Centur. Cada participante teria que criar uma história de quadrinho de um página para fazer parte do fanzine "Oficina Comix". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AgWBPYFGkU/TzwdfsQtsqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/xDmkHwIHo3s/s1600/Digitalizar0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709470857893360290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AgWBPYFGkU/TzwdfsQtsqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/xDmkHwIHo3s/s320/Digitalizar0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"O Estrangeiro" foi a história que criei durante o periodo do curso. O preto e branco já eram bastante presentes em meus desenhos. Na época eu não sabia muito o que passar. Hoje,me vejo como o personagem deste quadrinho. Me sinto um estrangeiro numa terra que pouco se cria e andando de baixo da chuva. Me sentindo um estrangeiro numa terra fora do eixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vi7eoxwZojA/TzwdJm45qUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/CrJ3nEf92kQ/s1600/Digitalizar0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709470478494181698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vi7eoxwZojA/TzwdJm45qUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/CrJ3nEf92kQ/s320/Digitalizar0015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Os anos passaram, fiquei mais velho assim como o papel que ilustra este desenho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(O ESTRANGEIRO, 1994)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-7099730289972154944?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/7099730289972154944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=7099730289972154944' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7099730289972154944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7099730289972154944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-estrangeiro.html' title='O ESTRANGEIRO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AgWBPYFGkU/TzwdfsQtsqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/xDmkHwIHo3s/s72-c/Digitalizar0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-3889670210975718033</id><published>2012-01-16T12:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:04:55.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ISA-LEX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6-zL2j-csI/TxSEXQmdI-I/AAAAAAAAATk/poP7lZgMJXM/s1600/desenho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698324963658638306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6-zL2j-csI/TxSEXQmdI-I/AAAAAAAAATk/poP7lZgMJXM/s320/desenho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você tem fogo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se tiver, prepare-se pra se queimar.&lt;br /&gt;Onde ela passa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deixa um rastro de cinzas e fumaça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em suas unhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sangue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sua pele é tão branca quanto um drink de leite vindo de um mamilo humano.&lt;br /&gt;Só assim ela se sente purificada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mesmo preferindo café.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ela sai em busca do caos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Destruir o lixo das galerias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você tem fogo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(ISA-LEX, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-3889670210975718033?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/3889670210975718033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=3889670210975718033' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3889670210975718033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3889670210975718033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2012/01/isa-lex.html' title='ISA-LEX'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6-zL2j-csI/TxSEXQmdI-I/AAAAAAAAATk/poP7lZgMJXM/s72-c/desenho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-606903734967533874</id><published>2012-01-03T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T14:25:48.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AS CORES REAIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMHtlIf3QeM/TwNi0WBbKII/AAAAAAAAATY/Kc90xYShjWA/s1600/4050928692_6acd9a0b9b_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693503005330712706" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMHtlIf3QeM/TwNi0WBbKII/AAAAAAAAATY/Kc90xYShjWA/s320/4050928692_6acd9a0b9b_z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu não tenho medo de morrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas tenho medo de perde pessoas queridas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mesmo sendo um cara sollo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Canalizo todas as memórias que tenho dessas pessoas através do desenho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E nas cores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quatro cores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Branco, preto, vermelho e cinza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Branco e Preto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bem e Mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O vermelho é o sangue da vida e da morte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E o cinza é a forma de suas almas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É a caixa em sua volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Em todo seu universo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;São as cores reias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(AS CORES REAIS, 2012)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-606903734967533874?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/606903734967533874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=606903734967533874' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/606903734967533874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/606903734967533874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-cores-reais.html' title='AS CORES REAIS'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMHtlIf3QeM/TwNi0WBbKII/AAAAAAAAATY/Kc90xYShjWA/s72-c/4050928692_6acd9a0b9b_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-3121078933378384358</id><published>2011-12-04T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T13:26:16.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O DIA SEGUINTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1f55520ff0f5b518" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f55520ff0f5b518%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7900CBA2F28CE3013911CFE74CB4B5D19E8E9E2E.3804DDBABC36A9600279F4DB3E8DC017623CDF60%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f55520ff0f5b518%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdeHPEwGzDE9OMjFpt1D8A5x8n-A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f55520ff0f5b518%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7900CBA2F28CE3013911CFE74CB4B5D19E8E9E2E.3804DDBABC36A9600279F4DB3E8DC017623CDF60%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f55520ff0f5b518%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdeHPEwGzDE9OMjFpt1D8A5x8n-A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Comparações e semelhanças de um casal em sua própria dimensão. O estranho é  além de viverem sua própria dimensão, o casal nem ao menos se conhecem.&lt;br /&gt;Em preto e branco, os personagens são identificados apenas por Ele e Ela. Moram no mesmo prédio mas em apartamentos diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;Ele, um músico. Ela, desenhista. O único elementos que eles tem em comum é um velho relógio vermelho.&lt;br /&gt;O relógio toca às 08h00 da manhã. É quando o dia dos personagens começa. Praticando as mesmas ações. Uma após a outra, em forma continua. Desde o momneto em que acordam, até o instante em que se encontram elevador que dura por alguns segundos. O relógio toca às 08h00 da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo a realização deste projeto para:&lt;br /&gt;Fotoativa, por ter selecionado o projeto no primeiro edital de videoarte.&lt;br /&gt;A equipe: Bianca D'Aquino (Café, Cinema e Quadrinhos), Carol Matos, Ray Neto, Douglas Caleja, Krishna Rohini, Joabne Oliveira e Glenda Figueira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Dia Seguinte" Foi exposto na 17º Salão de Pequenos Formatos na Galeria de Artes Graça Landeira e selecionado no II Noites Com Sol na mostra competitiva, ambos de 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(O DIA SEGUINTE, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-3121078933378384358?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/3121078933378384358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=3121078933378384358' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3121078933378384358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3121078933378384358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-dia-seguinte.html' title='O DIA SEGUINTE'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-6894618161797168771</id><published>2011-11-17T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:54:51.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d698a3b1a039299c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd698a3b1a039299c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D130EFF1B550EF4FE0C18FF0421FF10670132701B.3EEA3CD416504477459BFA9AAC6DFDF7809EB5E4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd698a3b1a039299c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHLCTzlAC5iaRazxbXtwP1XLdtO4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd698a3b1a039299c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D130EFF1B550EF4FE0C18FF0421FF10670132701B.3EEA3CD416504477459BFA9AAC6DFDF7809EB5E4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd698a3b1a039299c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHLCTzlAC5iaRazxbXtwP1XLdtO4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Primeiro teste da animação "Sangue Sollo" intitulado "Sollo", feito durante a oficina de animação avançado ministrado por Marcos Magalhães (um dos fundadores e diretores do Anima Mundi). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Neste teste, foram capturados os dez primeiros desenhos e editados. Como era só um teste, a captura também foi feita na base onde estavamos desenhos, causando um efeito stop-motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sempre que vejo este teste, eu me pergunto: "Será que eu devia ter deixando toda a animação "Sangue Sollo" desse jeito?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(SOLLO, 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-6894618161797168771?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/6894618161797168771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=6894618161797168771' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6894618161797168771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6894618161797168771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/11/sollo.html' title='SOLLO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-3711738712133755452</id><published>2011-11-01T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T13:22:29.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O NEVOEIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iaNYoUDddik/TrA9cHV3AqI/AAAAAAAAATA/kcloM7at4ts/s1600/she%2527s%2Beletric%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670099484075819682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iaNYoUDddik/TrA9cHV3AqI/AAAAAAAAATA/kcloM7at4ts/s320/she%2527s%2Beletric%2B11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Céu cinza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Terra cinza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mar cinza.&lt;br /&gt;Do nada, surge um nevoeiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Esse nevoeiro toma a forma de uma mulher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Parece que ela emergiu do mar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Será a minha imaginação? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O som da brisa parece dizer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Veja o que você quiser!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Penso em toca-lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mas evapora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ela desaparece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Assim como a vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tudo é temporareo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tudo vai embora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Menos a imagem que fica em minha memória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(O NEVOEIRO, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-3711738712133755452?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/3711738712133755452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=3711738712133755452' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3711738712133755452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3711738712133755452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-nevoeiro.html' title='O NEVOEIRO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iaNYoUDddik/TrA9cHV3AqI/AAAAAAAAATA/kcloM7at4ts/s72-c/she%2527s%2Beletric%2B11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-5053188227682824188</id><published>2011-10-17T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T12:16:49.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OLHO DE TWIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vA4ZuZ9I_yk/Tpx_iFO7lAI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QMDjD_JWRyQ/s1600/320711_290734187621257_100000540333868_1148533_2089400596_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664542654822323202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vA4ZuZ9I_yk/Tpx_iFO7lAI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QMDjD_JWRyQ/s320/320711_290734187621257_100000540333868_1148533_2089400596_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A lente da câmera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É como se fosse uma passagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para um outro mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Onde o observador vê o mundo do observado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meio expressivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meio surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um desenho vivo a nankin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas o nankin acaba no meio da passagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do claro ao escuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do outro lado se vê um leque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cobrindo um rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O leque se afasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como uma meia lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mostra a outra face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É uma descendente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ela também vê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seu olho esquerdo mostra o que acontecerá no futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Os papéis se invertem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ela que era observada agora é a observadora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E o que era claro vira escuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E o que era escuro vira claro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(OLHO DE TWIG, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-5053188227682824188?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5053188227682824188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=5053188227682824188' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5053188227682824188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5053188227682824188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/10/olho-de-twig.html' title='OLHO DE TWIG'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vA4ZuZ9I_yk/Tpx_iFO7lAI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QMDjD_JWRyQ/s72-c/320711_290734187621257_100000540333868_1148533_2089400596_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-2269611289368049141</id><published>2011-10-03T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:59:22.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE'S ELECTRIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITHIl8RLgzA/TooX3fArBmI/AAAAAAAAASs/cttaL11QzjU/s1600/she%2527s%2Beletric%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITHIl8RLgzA/TooX3fArBmI/AAAAAAAAASs/cttaL11QzjU/s320/she%2527s%2Beletric%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659362123729012322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As vezes, quando você conhece alguem na fila do cinema.&lt;br /&gt;E essa mesma pessoa tira da bolsa uma câmera.&lt;br /&gt;Pra registra alguns rostos ao redor dela.&lt;br /&gt;Horas depois da sessão.&lt;br /&gt;Você liga o computador e bate um papo virtual com ela.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre suas paixões.&lt;br /&gt;Beatles, fotografia e violão.&lt;br /&gt;Uma história sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;Retrata e retrato bem ela na real.&lt;br /&gt;No preto e branco.&lt;br /&gt;Como se ela estivesse num cenário expressionista.&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para um certo ponto.&lt;br /&gt;Um ponto de fuga.&lt;br /&gt;E quando pergunto que nome daria.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei em "She's Electric" do Oasis.&lt;br /&gt;E sua resposta foi:&lt;br /&gt;"CAN I BE ELETRIC TOOOOOOOOOO"&lt;br /&gt;"Adoro essa música!"&lt;br /&gt;Opa, então acertei.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é elétrica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um trecho da canção "She's Electric" traduzida:&lt;br /&gt;"Ela é elétrica, Eu também posso ser elétrico também?&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso ser elétrico também?&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso ser elétrico também?&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso ser elétrico também?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SHE'S ELECTRIC, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-2269611289368049141?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2269611289368049141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=2269611289368049141' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2269611289368049141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2269611289368049141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/10/shes-eletric.html' title='SHE&apos;S ELECTRIC'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITHIl8RLgzA/TooX3fArBmI/AAAAAAAAASs/cttaL11QzjU/s72-c/she%2527s%2Beletric%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-8135941644702587213</id><published>2011-09-16T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T12:15:34.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRAGMENTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VngAALp2PsQ/TnPC40g0EUI/AAAAAAAAASk/DI_nEvdXyrY/s1600/Imag012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VngAALp2PsQ/TnPC40g0EUI/AAAAAAAAASk/DI_nEvdXyrY/s320/Imag012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653076238704841026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Walking In My Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Quando desenhei estes desenhos, eram pra ser apenas rabiscos. Tanto que nem foram arte-finalizados na época. Isso foi em 2008. Já em 2011, resolvi arte-finalizados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Para desenha-los, tive como referência quatro clipes da banda inglesa Depeche Mode. "Walking In My Shoes", "In Your Room" e "Barrel Of A Gun", ambos dirigidos por Anton Corbijn. Cada desenho é uma cena, ou um fragmento do clipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Em "Walking In My Shoes", mostra um monge rasgando a página de um livro que poder ser uma Bíblia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E8emN_4uB_c/TnPCaabM2YI/AAAAAAAAASc/LZO5C1qdU7A/s1600/Imag016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E8emN_4uB_c/TnPCaabM2YI/AAAAAAAAASc/LZO5C1qdU7A/s320/Imag016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653075716305901954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In Your Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Para "In Your Room", o vocalista Dave Gahan em sua fase cabeluda, com a cabeça baixa e de braços cruzados, como se estivesse preso.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o no vício das drogas. Ele foi e voltou do inferno&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHavz4MLNz8/TnPCQQXcimI/AAAAAAAAASU/6VxE1nYE19M/s1600/Imag011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHavz4MLNz8/TnPCQQXcimI/AAAAAAAAASU/6VxE1nYE19M/s320/Imag011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653075541807106658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                                                &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Barrel Of A Gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Barrel Of A Gun", dois fragemtos. O primeiro, o vocalista tentando canalizar todos os seus demônios em rabiscos numa grande folha de papel. O segundo, o guitarrista/vocalista Martin Gore, agachado em um canto com as mãos na cabeça em dores como se estivesse tendo convulsões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHTs-C6dtt4/TnPCFhq4iuI/AAAAAAAAASM/kLGZQhItNBo/s1600/Imag007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHTs-C6dtt4/TnPCFhq4iuI/AAAAAAAAASM/kLGZQhItNBo/s320/Imag007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653075357473475298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     Barrel Of A Gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fé, Inferno e Dor (Faith, Hell and Pain). Bem-vindos ao mundo do Depeche Mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(FRAGMENTOS, 2008/2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-8135941644702587213?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8135941644702587213/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=8135941644702587213' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8135941644702587213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8135941644702587213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/09/fragmentos.html' title='FRAGMENTOS'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VngAALp2PsQ/TnPC40g0EUI/AAAAAAAAASk/DI_nEvdXyrY/s72-c/Imag012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-8832028345833780181</id><published>2011-09-01T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T09:01:26.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PROMETIDA PÓS-MORTE DE VAN GOGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MNKZQeysK8/Tl_LEdt6jXI/AAAAAAAAARE/DVG7jRg1COs/s1600/Imag008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MNKZQeysK8/Tl_LEdt6jXI/AAAAAAAAARE/DVG7jRg1COs/s320/Imag008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647455735303015794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;O que era pra ser uma conversar sobre minimalismos, acabou virando uma conversa sobre expressionismo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Prometida Pós-Morte de Van Gogh", assim ela era chamada pelos amigos. Não só pela paixão deste movimento artistico mas também do artista Vincent Van Gogh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;A partir de seu processo de criação e  fazer uma releitura de uma foto sua onde está deitada na cama lendo um livro. Nesta versão, ao invés de cama, um tumulo. E ao seu redor, o que era um quarto, virou um cubiculo bem fechado como se aquilo fosse o seu mundo. E a prometida, com seu cabelo cor de fogo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em seu mundo, ela lê uma frase e fantasia o resto. Seu livro é como se fosse a janela de um ônibus. Seu ateliê. Viajar sozinha. Observando e se alimentando da vida dos outros.  Ela odeia conversar com gente estranha. Ela diz: "Para de falar. Não vê que estou tentando criar".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;E depois ela volta pra casa e escreve. As vezes por meses. E depois transforma em materia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;(PROMETIDA PÓS-MORTE DE VAN GOGH, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-8832028345833780181?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8832028345833780181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=8832028345833780181' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8832028345833780181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8832028345833780181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/09/pormetida-pos-morte-de-van-gogh.html' title='PROMETIDA PÓS-MORTE DE VAN GOGH'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MNKZQeysK8/Tl_LEdt6jXI/AAAAAAAAARE/DVG7jRg1COs/s72-c/Imag008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-5379494353464258574</id><published>2011-08-20T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:55:36.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PELÍCULA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YywvTlwESIY/TlLFe5t_ejI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UFKr8GWA67k/s1600/klautau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YywvTlwESIY/TlLFe5t_ejI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UFKr8GWA67k/s320/klautau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643790417729124914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sabe quando você esta em um certo ponto de vista e bem a sua frente observa algo que se não for registrado em foto será registrado em desenho. Isso acontece muito comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;De cabeça baixa e com a franja cobrindo seu olho esquerdo. De franja, me veio a mente cortina. Mas não qualquer cortina. Uma cortina de cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Captar por alguns minutos aquele momento, me lembrou das aulas de fotografia. Onde se falava muito de Henry Cartie-Bresson e sua "fotografia de momento". Outra lembrança das aulas de fotografia foram as leituras do livro "Filosofia da Caixa Preta" de Flusser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Associando a fotografia com o cinema, o  nome "Película", que no espanhol significa "Filmar". Captar cada momento de cada cena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ela é uma Película.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(PELÍCULA, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-5379494353464258574?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5379494353464258574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=5379494353464258574' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5379494353464258574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5379494353464258574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/08/pelicula.html' title='PELÍCULA'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YywvTlwESIY/TlLFe5t_ejI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UFKr8GWA67k/s72-c/klautau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-1394095475031917213</id><published>2011-08-01T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T13:16:21.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O ESPANCADOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8nNOJUQuz0/TjcBiK764tI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CKjXkdu_QS8/s1600/PQAAAPDFuyNYeiN5gRlM2MDbIAP7vVKFqtikaGBVLoRDmpCwFou1bDXJyMSElt4JyWtLJtAjnBJ-jRlHga0bKQ3MIFAAm1T1UAp7Ts8oDEpShMlr-D2uVrYQSYFc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8nNOJUQuz0/TjcBiK764tI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CKjXkdu_QS8/s320/PQAAAPDFuyNYeiN5gRlM2MDbIAP7vVKFqtikaGBVLoRDmpCwFou1bDXJyMSElt4JyWtLJtAjnBJ-jRlHga0bKQ3MIFAAm1T1UAp7Ts8oDEpShMlr-D2uVrYQSYFc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635975145240322770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                                                    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2º versão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Não preciso de olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pra ver a realidade em sua volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Na palma da mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Além de sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Chora o sangue de mulheres e crianças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Quem tem olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Não vê o que se passa na real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Violência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Seja verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ou seja física&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Na palma da mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gera o medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;E esse medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Fortalece o espancador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O espancador tem fome de medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;E sem o medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O espancador não é nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApzpemQ07Ic/TjcBV4gHKVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/1KquM7h_n8M/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApzpemQ07Ic/TjcBV4gHKVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/1KquM7h_n8M/s320/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635974934133418322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1º versão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Primeira e a segunda versão inspiradas em um dos personagens do filme "O Labirinto do Fauno" (2006), do Diretor Guillermo Del Toro. Envolvendo a fantasia e a realidade brutal que existe até hoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(O ESPANCADOR, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-1394095475031917213?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/1394095475031917213/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=1394095475031917213' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1394095475031917213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-5466062668418662288</id><published>2011-07-16T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T13:33:42.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS LÚCIFER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_cE8RKLDLwM/TiJlPKk9CPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/o2NAfLa6aaE/s1600/possess%25C3%25A3o.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630173795378333938" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_cE8RKLDLwM/TiJlPKk9CPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/o2NAfLa6aaE/s320/possess%25C3%25A3o.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;No início era pra ser apenas uma releitura de um arcanjo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;De arcanjo virou demônio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Um demônio cobrindo seu corpo com suas enormes asas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mas sua aparência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;De bem, depois se tornaria mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;De como desejaria a forma daquele ser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;De sentir o calor daquele ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sua aparência é na verdade uma casca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Quem realmente é por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Está linda mulher, na verdade é uma criatura das trevas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sensualizando e oferecendo o tamanho de seu amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pulsando e chamando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sua "Vagina Dentada". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Como uma "Possessão".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Levando para um "Inferno Carnal".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Queimando por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Calor demoníaco, a noite toda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Uma coisa demoníaca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ela é Hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ela é Miss Lúcifer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(MISS LÚCIFER, 2010)&lt;/span&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/5459330549998285431-5466062668418662288?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5466062668418662288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=5466062668418662288' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5466062668418662288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5466062668418662288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/07/coracao-satanico.html' title='MISS LÚCIFER'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_cE8RKLDLwM/TiJlPKk9CPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/o2NAfLa6aaE/s72-c/possess%25C3%25A3o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-8445147638311433531</id><published>2011-07-01T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T10:46:01.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE KILLING MOON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bErHTmzdOXE/Tg4h7u_CAGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pkowkJ0VMD8/s1600/PQAAAEiHQCjuD7RMqqLC3XG8iQIGPu6u6bKluY6UYAw7PxKDjTfNPhkkygVpjyxbIP4dLiancMWM2SF-h6_JETdJnS8Am1T1UGaud1QC4UwWuRNpcuQkoloUVQid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624470294740729954" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bErHTmzdOXE/Tg4h7u_CAGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pkowkJ0VMD8/s320/PQAAAEiHQCjuD7RMqqLC3XG8iQIGPu6u6bKluY6UYAw7PxKDjTfNPhkkygVpjyxbIP4dLiancMWM2SF-h6_JETdJnS8Am1T1UGaud1QC4UwWuRNpcuQkoloUVQid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Assistindo pela primeira vez ao clipe "Out Of Our Minds" da cantora canadense Melissa Auf Der Maur, vi que poderia fazer uma releitura. Uma personagem de capuz. Parada em uma floresta, de baixo de chuva sobre o luar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O nome "The Killing Moon" partiu quando também estava assistindo o clipe da banda inglesa Echo And The Bunnymen de mesmo nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;A tradução de "The Killing Moon" é está:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;"The Killing Moon" (A Lua Mortífera)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Debaixo da lua azul eu vi você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Logo logo você vai me levar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Em seus braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Tarde para te implorar ou cancelar tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Embora eu deverai saber que o tempo mortífero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Involuntariamente meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;O destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Contra a sua vontade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Atraves do espesso e fino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Ele esperará até que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Você se entregue a ele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Em noites iluminadas eu vi você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Tão cruelmente você me beijou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Seus lábios um mundo mágico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Seu céu todo enfeitado de jóias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;A mortífera lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Virá cedo demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(THE KILLING MOON, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-8445147638311433531?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8445147638311433531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=8445147638311433531' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8445147638311433531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8445147638311433531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/07/killing-moon.html' title='THE KILLING MOON'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bErHTmzdOXE/Tg4h7u_CAGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/pkowkJ0VMD8/s72-c/PQAAAEiHQCjuD7RMqqLC3XG8iQIGPu6u6bKluY6UYAw7PxKDjTfNPhkkygVpjyxbIP4dLiancMWM2SF-h6_JETdJnS8Am1T1UGaud1QC4UwWuRNpcuQkoloUVQid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-8096978218973183508</id><published>2011-06-16T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:33:22.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIS RÁPIDA QUE  A LUZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CC0qOBfo5CA/TfoS3GTXNTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xrHbbhR1nKY/s1600/Mais%2BR%25C3%25A1pida%2Bque%2Ba%2BLuz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CC0qOBfo5CA/TfoS3GTXNTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xrHbbhR1nKY/s320/Mais%2BR%25C3%25A1pida%2Bque%2Ba%2BLuz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618824222892045618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Durante sua última passagem em 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Na Casa das Onze Janelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Entre Quatro Paredes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Havia uma luz no teto apontando em direção a parede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Projetando a imagem do céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;De repente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Surge a artista como veio ao mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Patinando nas nuvens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Balançando seus longos cabelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Não era um anjo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mas poderia ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Seus patins vermelhos eram suas asas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Rodando no edén.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mais rápida que a luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(MAIS RÁPIDA QUE A LUZ, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-8096978218973183508?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8096978218973183508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=8096978218973183508' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8096978218973183508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8096978218973183508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/06/mais-rapida-que-luz.html' title='MAIS RÁPIDA QUE  A LUZ'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CC0qOBfo5CA/TfoS3GTXNTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xrHbbhR1nKY/s72-c/Mais%2BR%25C3%25A1pida%2Bque%2Ba%2BLuz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-4205144338314113817</id><published>2011-06-03T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:14:03.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O LADO OBSCURO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fc4oSAjItDI/TelJbDGza-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/E0bxGqk91zE/s1600/311805212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 233px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614099139533171682" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fc4oSAjItDI/TelJbDGza-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/E0bxGqk91zE/s320/311805212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                                                                            VITROLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;E agora? Por onde começar? Foram essas as dúvidas que tive quanto quiz fazer o desenho (ou melhor, os desenhos) dela.  Foi quando que vi duas imagens originais retratarem bem o seu mundo.  A música é muito presente em seu ser. Vendo a imagem dela ao lado de uma vitrola. Colocando a agulha do disco. Gostei de cara. Tanto que o primeiro nome que me veio em mente foi "Vitrola".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B5jM9qVZ0D0/TelJa6ivMbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oXOPtVCKsMU/s1600/311803424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 233px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614099137234416050" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B5jM9qVZ0D0/TelJa6ivMbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oXOPtVCKsMU/s320/311803424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; O SEGUNDO ROSTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O segundo desenho, faz uma referencia ao filme "O Segundo Rosto" (1966) do Diretor John Frankenheimer. O nome antes provisório era "Darkside". O curioso foi a forma de como foi tirada essa imagem. A luminosidade em seu rosto (principalmente no olho esquerdo). Me perguntavam por que eu não havia desenhado o olho esquerdo dela. Foi pelo mesmo motivo que tanto ela quanto eu vimos quando foi tirada a foto e fazendo uma releitura da mesma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O que também me chamou atenção foram suas roupas. Me lembraram bastante o movimento  musical Grunge que surgiu em meados dos anos 90. Deste movimento, surgiram bandas como: Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Alice In Chains, Soundgarden, Screaming Trees, Stone Temple Pilots, Mudhoney, L7 e entre outras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"O Lado Obscuro", remete o que existe de dentro de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(O LADO OBSCURO, 2011)&lt;/span&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/5459330549998285431-4205144338314113817?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4205144338314113817/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=4205144338314113817' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4205144338314113817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4205144338314113817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-lado-obscuro.html' title='O LADO OBSCURO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fc4oSAjItDI/TelJbDGza-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/E0bxGqk91zE/s72-c/311805212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-914822326641139248</id><published>2011-05-16T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T14:11:17.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 ANOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vajbf0YKxA/TdF-bCVbomI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/gtbqGUZzIOg/s1600/S5035596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607402014001308258" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vajbf0YKxA/TdF-bCVbomI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/gtbqGUZzIOg/s320/S5035596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Em 2005, perdi a sua mãe para o cancêr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;No mesmo ano, fiz essa pintura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sem Nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Apenas um estranho de capuz preto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Carregando um pequeno caixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ao seu redor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O céu vermelho de sangue inocente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;E em sua face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Um recorte de vários trechos de canções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Canções relacionados a violência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Agora, em 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Essa mesma violência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Levou a sua única filha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mortalidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dizem que foi o destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mas eu digo que não foi justo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ela só tinha 11 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;De passagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Uma vida interrompida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A única pessoa que me deixou mais proxímo de como ser um pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Agora ela se foi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Está ao lado de sua mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Me desculpe se não fiquei mais tempo com ela como havia lhe prometido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Liv...Sofia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Esperem por mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6ZUqMOuwQg/TdF-a0qUFEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DSgTl8ZV37k/s1600/S5035598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607402010330797122" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6ZUqMOuwQg/TdF-a0qUFEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DSgTl8ZV37k/s320/S5035598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em memória a Sofia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;(11 ANOS, 2005/2011)&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/5459330549998285431-914822326641139248?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/914822326641139248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=914822326641139248' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/914822326641139248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/914822326641139248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/05/11-anos.html' title='11 ANOS'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vajbf0YKxA/TdF-bCVbomI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/gtbqGUZzIOg/s72-c/S5035596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-5225123436440405520</id><published>2011-05-02T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:44:29.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOÇO DOS DESENHOS BONITOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As vezes, quando faço um desenho simples, acontece do desenho por estar simples já estar pronto. Acho que a frase "O Artista sabe a hora de parar" também se encaixa nos desenhos simples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602221577244168802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo3KkSbGlzE/Tb8W17iq0mI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fWXP6ceQmcQ/s320/clarinha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Clarinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Era dia. Estava na sacada do prédio de uma amiga fazendo um trabalho para universidade, Era no oitavo andar. Quando de repente chega a sua irmã e ela pega o violão que esta encosyado na sofá e começa a tocar. aquela imagem me ficou na cabeça tanto que no outro dia ouvi uma música sua gravada chamado "Controle Remoto". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A ideia de fazer um desenho e um clipe de animação dessa música vieram na hora. Eu queria tanto que esta imagem fosse uma das primeiras cenas do clipe. Os cartazes de várias bandas de fundo não aparecem no clipe infelizmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47Nq-xVcbQA/Tb8W1fVOSdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/5fVsxImbiSs/s1600/lucy%2Be%2Bcorvo%2Bvicente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602221569671580114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47Nq-xVcbQA/Tb8W1fVOSdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/5fVsxImbiSs/s320/lucy%2Be%2Bcorvo%2Bvicente.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Lucy e O Corvo Vicente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Está menina com o corvo no ombro, fiz quando a conheci pessoalmente, por que antes era somente pelas redes sociais. entreguei a ela no dia que assistimos a animação "A Casa Monstro" no cinema. Lap´s e nankin. infelizmente, o corvo não é de verdade e sim um bonequinho que cabe na palma da mão. Batizado de Vicente, tem apenas uma perna. Até Hoje, a dina do corvo não sabe como caiu a perna. Já tive vontade de fazer uma animação do Vicente. Talvez eu conte como o corvo perdeu a sua perna. Algo bem Imáginario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IhHnuxhHOW4/Tb8W1dRbdPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/sY8e4VBwXns/s1600/bia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602221569118794994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IhHnuxhHOW4/Tb8W1dRbdPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/sY8e4VBwXns/s320/bia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Bia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;E quem é esta pessoa estranha. Uma dica. Ela têm "Surtos Criativos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Lembro quando fiz este desenho. Já era quase o final da aula do curso de Cinema B. Eu estava atrás dela. Com um lapís e um papel na mão, fiz na hora o desenho. Quando ela olhou pra trás, veio um "Own".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela dorou tanto que resolviarte-finalizar com nankin. Foi o meu presente pra ela depois de dois dias de gravação de nosso primeiro vídeo "O Dia Seguinte".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;E antes que eu esqueça...Foi ela mesma que me deu este nome: "Moço dos Desenhos Bonitos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;(CLARINHA, 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LUCY E O CORVO VICENTE, 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;(BIA, 2011)&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/5459330549998285431-5225123436440405520?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5225123436440405520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=5225123436440405520' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5225123436440405520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5225123436440405520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/05/moco-dos-desenhos-bonitos.html' title='MOÇO DOS DESENHOS BONITOS'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo3KkSbGlzE/Tb8W17iq0mI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fWXP6ceQmcQ/s72-c/clarinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-6644836164849828986</id><published>2011-04-17T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T12:41:20.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VAMOS TODOS NOS ENCONTRAR NO ALÉM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEtQs649Fbc/Tar666AkWWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OtTkzwuFNlk/s1600/vamos%2Btodos%2Bnos%2Bencontrar%2Bno%2Bal%25C3%25A9m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596561376872257890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEtQs649Fbc/Tar666AkWWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OtTkzwuFNlk/s320/vamos%2Btodos%2Bnos%2Bencontrar%2Bno%2Bal%25C3%25A9m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;De inicio, chamava este desenho de "Fonte da Vida", com referência ao filme de mesmo nome dirigido por Darren Aronofsky. Depois de um tempo, quando assistir "Rapsódia Em Agosto", do diretor Akira Kurozawa onde algumas imagens lembravam a este desenho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;como os olhos que testemulharam a bomba atômica. Criando raizes deste trágico dia ocorrido no ano de 1945. O título "Vamos Todos Nos Encontrar No Além" é uma frase escrita que faz parte de uma das cenas do filme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(VAMOS TODOS NOS ENCONTRAR NO ALÉM, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-6644836164849828986?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/6644836164849828986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=6644836164849828986' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6644836164849828986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6644836164849828986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/04/vamos-todos-nso-encontrar-no-alem.html' title='VAMOS TODOS NOS ENCONTRAR NO ALÉM'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEtQs649Fbc/Tar666AkWWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OtTkzwuFNlk/s72-c/vamos%2Btodos%2Bnos%2Bencontrar%2Bno%2Bal%25C3%25A9m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-2558676407459424963</id><published>2011-04-01T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:11:22.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O VIOLINO VERMELHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMJXz-xa_8A/TZa3harUWtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aFigouiGPCo/s1600/violino+vermelho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590857772151626450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMJXz-xa_8A/TZa3harUWtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aFigouiGPCo/s320/violino%2Bvermelho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Quando vi sua foto pela primeira vez com o violino, lembrei de cara de dois filmes: "Hilary e Jackie" e "O Violino Vermelho", ambas produções de 1998. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Por coincidência, são seus filmes favoritos. Visualmente, "O Violino Vermelho" é o que mais se caracteriza nessa retratação.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dirigido por François Girard, o filme se inicia no século XVIII, quando um artesão italiano constroi um violino em homenagem a sua esposa que esta preste a dar a luz. Mas uma tragédia ocorre e sua esposa e filho morrem durante o parto. O artesão para terminar sua obra, dilui tinta de madeira com o sangue de sua esposa. O Tempo passa e longo dos anos, quando o violino passa em mão e mão, traz consigo uma maldição. Quem tocar o violino, algo terrível lhe acontecerá ou com alguma pessoa querida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;No caso da pessoa retratada, ela está amaldiçoada em fazer um som vivo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(O VIOLINO VERMELHO, 2010)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-2558676407459424963?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2558676407459424963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=2558676407459424963' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2558676407459424963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2558676407459424963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/04/violino-vermelho.html' title='O VIOLINO VERMELHO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMJXz-xa_8A/TZa3harUWtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aFigouiGPCo/s72-c/violino%2Bvermelho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-1749075098445943733</id><published>2011-03-16T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:49:50.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIPNOTIZADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9kFKN1ZmCM/TYEaKaCqUNI/AAAAAAAAANw/r-3anyr296E/s1600/CAMILA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584773779007623378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9kFKN1ZmCM/TYEaKaCqUNI/AAAAAAAAANw/r-3anyr296E/s320/CAMILA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Honestamente não tinha nada em mente para dar título a este desenho. Pensei por um tempo batiza-lo pelo proprío nome da pessoa retratada. Foi quando que conversando com alguem que também conhece esta mesma pessoa sugeriu o seguinte: "Por que não cria um nome se baseando nos olhos dela?" E realmente, os olhos dela são lindos e encantadores. Foi quando que surgiu "Hypnotised" (Hipnotizado, de 1995), título de uma canção da banda escocesa Simple Minds. Talvez seja o nome que mais se adequa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A tradução da canção "Hypnotised" é assim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Hypnotised" (Hipnotizado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu posso sentir o mundo girando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu perco o chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sinto isso todos os dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E posso sentir você chegando de dentro para fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estou perdendo o controle de toda a realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu me lembro de olhar em seus seus olhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A forma como eles me puxavam para dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo que tenho agora em minha defesa é minha inocência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu fui hipnotizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu posso ouvir os sinos da igreja batendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me lembram um dia iluminado de sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quase todos os belso cavalos que você cavalgava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Voltam para sentir a sua energia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ainda me lembro do olhar dos seus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A forma como eles me preenchiam pro dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo que tenho agora em minha defesa é minha inocência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu fui Hipnotizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você sabe que não será fácil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nunca é fácil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu fui hipnotizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Então me diga o que você pensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você pensa que eu me afogarei Número um, bode expiatório&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deixe-me entrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deixe-me misturar com as chamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se você tem luz que queima por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O calor vai subir e derreter novamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ainda me lembro do olhar dos seus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A forma como eles me puxavam pro dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo que tenho agora em minha defesa é minha inocência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu fui hipnotizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo que tenho agora em minha defesa é minha inocência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu fui hipnotizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Então me diga o que você pensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você pensa que eu me afogarei Número um, bode expiatório&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sou um elo perdido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo que sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É que eu fui hipnotizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estou esperando por um sinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ajude-me a realinhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Talvez seja um pecado eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas não é um crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo que sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É que eu fui hipnotizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Talvez haja um caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu posso achar um caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hora final, dia do julgamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo que sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É que eu fui hipnotizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E eu não percebi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(HIPNOTIZADO, 2011)&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/5459330549998285431-1749075098445943733?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/1749075098445943733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=1749075098445943733' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1749075098445943733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1749075098445943733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/03/hipnotizado.html' title='HIPNOTIZADO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9kFKN1ZmCM/TYEaKaCqUNI/AAAAAAAAANw/r-3anyr296E/s72-c/CAMILA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-4092749095694699404</id><published>2011-03-01T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:45:29.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALLUQUINHA MARAVILHOSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9toDctJQezs/TW0NhSeQfpI/AAAAAAAAANo/XecUFpAYS9I/s1600/S5035635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579130378927505042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9toDctJQezs/TW0NhSeQfpI/AAAAAAAAANo/XecUFpAYS9I/s320/S5035635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Malluquinha Maravilhosa". Foi o primeiro nome que dei a ela logo de cara. Pela semelhança de uma cantora? De uma personagem? De uma pessoa estranha? por que não? Depois vieram outros nomes durante os dias, semanas, até chegar onde partiu de sua própria mente, "Surtos Criativos". Por que este nome? Posso dizer então que ela é uma fonte de idéias malucas, seja no cinema, na música e por que não nos quadrinhos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Assim como no nome, este foi o primeiro desenho de muitos que fiz dela. Para a criação deste desenho, minha releitura foi um pouco diferente da imagem original. Deixando esteticamente mais expressiva. No original, ela está sem a guitarra. Acrescentei uma guitarra (que é um de seus sonhos). Em seguida, desenhei no fundo várias linhas de cores preta e vermelha em volta dela até originar há uma lua. Linhas que ao mesmo tempo possam representar as cordas da guitarra. Sua sonoridade. Sua composição não só na música, mas também no cinema e nos quadrinhos. Estas mesmas linhas feitas com bico de pena apresentando o seu mundo imaginário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrJq5MavabQ/TW0NhNOET6I/AAAAAAAAANg/aigCuwVEm4E/s1600/OgAAAFHAcB0ZNWd6aiNu6UXWIPAHvHONo5QZl56MMp9galhC9sQKUrA8XZKQFFIKMsq3987oTLSt-oMH5-Qf2WkZnKQAm1T1ULwcZc1ZVfn39pejv-XgN3Jxn1eu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579130377517420450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrJq5MavabQ/TW0NhNOET6I/AAAAAAAAANg/aigCuwVEm4E/s320/OgAAAFHAcB0ZNWd6aiNu6UXWIPAHvHONo5QZl56MMp9galhC9sQKUrA8XZKQFFIKMsq3987oTLSt-oMH5-Qf2WkZnKQAm1T1ULwcZc1ZVfn39pejv-XgN3Jxn1eu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(versão 2, cor de Bianca D'Aquino)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Já esta outra versão do desenho, toda em infravermelho, foi idéia da própria. Deixando-a toda psicodélica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O que posso dizer mais dela. Ela tem sido a minha inspiração. O nome do desenho poderia ser "Existencial". Obrigado por existir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(MALLUQUINHA MARVILHOSA, 2011)&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/5459330549998285431-4092749095694699404?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4092749095694699404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=4092749095694699404' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4092749095694699404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4092749095694699404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/03/malluquinha-maravilhosa.html' title='MALLUQUINHA MARAVILHOSA'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9toDctJQezs/TW0NhSeQfpI/AAAAAAAAANo/XecUFpAYS9I/s72-c/S5035635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-1535747706783261010</id><published>2011-02-15T09:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:58:07.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AURORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8oMDqHoer0/TVq5a2LJ67I/AAAAAAAAANY/E8--V-lOjO0/s1600/aurora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573971359694449586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8oMDqHoer0/TVq5a2LJ67I/AAAAAAAAANY/E8--V-lOjO0/s320/aurora.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Realmente não sei de qual imagem eu gosto mais, se é a fotografia original ou este desenho. Ambos retratam além de tanta beleza, uma expressão bem do cinema clássico. Talvez por que o desenho tenha sido feito durante o curso de Cinema Expressionista. A escolha do título foi por causa de um dos filmes expressionistas apresentados, "Aurora"(1927), dirigido por F. W. Marnau e que também lembra bastante a pesoa retratada neste desenho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para o cenário de fundo, desenhei uma floresta tendo como referência o vídeoclipe "One Caress" da banda Inglesa Depeche Mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Aurora de todos os tempos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(AURORA, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-1535747706783261010?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/1535747706783261010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=1535747706783261010' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1535747706783261010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1535747706783261010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/02/aurora.html' title='AURORA'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8oMDqHoer0/TVq5a2LJ67I/AAAAAAAAANY/E8--V-lOjO0/s72-c/aurora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-8351609474855264237</id><published>2011-02-01T10:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T11:08:35.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O HOMEM-ERRADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TUhYc7vF3rI/AAAAAAAAANM/_Lz0o7lwW44/s1600/o%2Bhomem-errado%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568798193338408626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TUhYc7vF3rI/AAAAAAAAANM/_Lz0o7lwW44/s320/o%2Bhomem-errado%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando assistir pela primeira vez "O Homem-Errado" (1956), de Alfred Hitchcock, em uma dessas madrugadas de muitos tempos. Não me lembrava que a primeira cena do filme era a silhueta do proprio Hitchcock. Projetando sua sombra. Se apresentando e anuncindo o filme. Foi durante o curso de "Cinema Expressionista" que tive a oportunidade de rever ao filme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apresentando referências expressionista como claro e escuro existentes em sua fotografia. De alguma forma, vejo bastante este visual Artístico/Estético em outros filmes produzidos a quase 50 anos depois que são o caso de "Sin City - A Cidade do Pecado" (2005) de Frank Miller e Roberto Rodriguez, e "Renaissance" (2006) de Cristian Volckman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Na história do filme, o músico Manny Balestrero (interpretado por Henry Fonda) é levado a prisão pelos crimes cometidos por um ladrão muito parecido com ele. Ao decorre do filme, sua prisão afeta não só a si como também a de sua esposa. Levando a loucura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TUhYcnRutfI/AAAAAAAAANE/OTKJZerq790/s1600/o%2Bhomem-errado%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568798187846546930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TUhYcnRutfI/AAAAAAAAANE/OTKJZerq790/s320/o%2Bhomem-errado%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"O Homem-Errado" ou "The Wrong Man", me lembro uma canção chamada "Wrong", do Depeche Mode. Virou clipe onde um homem é amarrado e preso num carro rodando em sentido contrário nas ruas da cidade em plena noite até se colidir em algo que o pare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A tradução da letra de "Wrong" é assim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Wrong" (Errado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu nasci com o signo errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Na casa errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com a ascendência errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu peguei o caminho errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que me levou a têndencias erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu estava no lugar errado na hora errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pelo motivo errado e a rima errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No dia errado na semana errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu usei o método errado com a técnica errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Há algo errado comigo quimicamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Algo de errado comigo inerentemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A mistura errada nos genes errados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu alcancei os fins errados pelos meios errados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era o plano errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nas mãos erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com a teoria errada de um homem errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Os olhos errados, no prêmio errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As questões erradas com as réplicas erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu estava marchando para o tambor errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com a escória errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estravassando a energia errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Utilizando todas as linhas erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E os sinais errados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com a intensidade errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu estava na página errada do livro errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com a rendição errada do gancho errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com a lua errada, toda noite errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com a música errada tocando até que soasse a certa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Longo demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(O HOMEM-ERRADO, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-8351609474855264237?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8351609474855264237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=8351609474855264237' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8351609474855264237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8351609474855264237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-homem-errado.html' title='O HOMEM-ERRADO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TUhYc7vF3rI/AAAAAAAAANM/_Lz0o7lwW44/s72-c/o%2Bhomem-errado%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-4239881366723921501</id><published>2011-01-16T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T11:35:25.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O VAMPIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TTMQnrmvSaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dxg9Eor_jhQ/s1600/S5035608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562808238638844322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TTMQnrmvSaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dxg9Eor_jhQ/s320/S5035608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Desenho feito a partir da cena de "O Vampiro" (1932), pelo Diretor Carl T Dreyer. Recomendado pelo Marco Antônio Moreira, durante o curso "Cinema Expressionista", na Caiana Filmes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para alguns, a sombra de fundo dava a forma e a imprensão de que fosse alguma criatura alada. Um morcego gigante. Confesso que quando estava arte-finalizando, a imprensão foi a mesma. Talvez uma das cenas mais expressivas e ao mesmo com uma linguagem mas proxíma a dos quadrinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(O VAMPIRO, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-4239881366723921501?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4239881366723921501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=4239881366723921501' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4239881366723921501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4239881366723921501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-vampiro.html' title='O VAMPIRO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TTMQnrmvSaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dxg9Eor_jhQ/s72-c/S5035608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-6956715815571701779</id><published>2011-01-03T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T12:10:24.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAUSTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TSIY1z0eV-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/gv0nIlfxVok/s1600/fausto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558032202851047394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TSIY1z0eV-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/gv0nIlfxVok/s320/fausto.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Mefisto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Desenho feito durante o curso "Cinema Expressionista" na Caiana Filmes. Na abertura do curso, foi exibido o filme "Fausto" (1926). De todas as cenas do filme, a do personagem Mefisto cobrindo a cidade com suas asas foi a que mais me impressionou. Parecendo até capa de alguma história em quadrinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O mais interessante foi que depois da linguagem dos quadrinhos, o movimento artístico expressionista é o que mas se aproxíma do meu trabalho. De alguma forma, os filmes antigos e mudos trazem uma carga visual, seja na estética ou na dramatização dos personagens. Assitir a estes filmes e fazer uma releitura de alguma cena através do desenho é construir o meu próprio pensamento sobre aquele momento.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(FAUSTO, 2010)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-6956715815571701779?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/6956715815571701779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=6956715815571701779' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6956715815571701779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6956715815571701779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2011/01/fausto.html' title='FAUSTO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TSIY1z0eV-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/gv0nIlfxVok/s72-c/fausto.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-7756547572806954860</id><published>2010-12-16T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T15:47:49.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DELICADA E MORTAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TQp318W5nxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1CY-JWQjVms/s1600/38790_145192558842088_100000540333868_333471_7592502_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551381259306508050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TQp318W5nxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1CY-JWQjVms/s320/38790_145192558842088_100000540333868_333471_7592502_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O primeiro rascunho deste desenho surgiu quando eu estava na fila do cinema com duas amigas pra assistir "Sweeney Todd - O Barbeiro Demoníaco da Rua Fleet". Bem na minha frente tinha uma mulher de vestido com uma tatuagem nas costas. Era uma tatuagem grande. Uma rosa com espinhos. Uma das minhas amigas me deu na hora papel e caneta pra fazer um rascunho com o intuito dela mesma mandar fazer uma tatuagem em suas costas. Dias depois, encontro com a mesma mulher na rua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As costas daquela mesma mulher era tão branca e delicada que parecia uma tela e sua pintura a tatuagem. Sua curvatura também me lembra a de um bico de pena, também delicado e ao mesmo tempo mortal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saindo um pouco do lado expressionista e indo mais pro lado surrealista. Meio bizarro. Delicada e mortal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(DELICADA E MORTAL, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-7756547572806954860?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/7756547572806954860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=7756547572806954860' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7756547572806954860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7756547572806954860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/12/delicada-e-mortal.html' title='DELICADA E MORTAL'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TQp318W5nxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1CY-JWQjVms/s72-c/38790_145192558842088_100000540333868_333471_7592502_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-5661921606738229302</id><published>2010-12-01T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:38:47.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LARÍS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TPal8OPkz3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/nIioBiQ79rI/s1600/OgAAAGtmNhUd6X1wfS8TpmziRNIcgzRsAoVCPBNXVRkwS1Y74Wd6_Jrb1mvE3o9KIcOf3bfcCYITh7WsSiasuGd-ZXEAm1T1UGHWdgNjpZVtNqQ4CyOp01SKAt6J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545802445187501938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TPal8OPkz3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/nIioBiQ79rI/s320/OgAAAGtmNhUd6X1wfS8TpmziRNIcgzRsAoVCPBNXVRkwS1Y74Wd6_Jrb1mvE3o9KIcOf3bfcCYITh7WsSiasuGd-ZXEAm1T1UGHWdgNjpZVtNqQ4CyOp01SKAt6J.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Este foi um dos poucos desenhos que não queria fazer todo em preto e branco. Desenho feito apenas com lapís de cor em papel A3. E isso se deve graças a foto. Selecionada de um ensaio, onde ela propría brincava com a projeção da luz focada em parte de seu rosto e ao seu redor escuro. Ao invés do escuro, muitos rabiscos com tons fortes e fracos, cruzados em volta como se fosse uma teia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Já o título, foi uma combinação de seu nome (Larissa) com lápis de cor. Virou "Larís". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(LARÍS, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-5661921606738229302?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5661921606738229302/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=5661921606738229302' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5661921606738229302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5661921606738229302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/12/laris.html' title='LARÍS'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TPal8OPkz3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/nIioBiQ79rI/s72-c/OgAAAGtmNhUd6X1wfS8TpmziRNIcgzRsAoVCPBNXVRkwS1Y74Wd6_Jrb1mvE3o9KIcOf3bfcCYITh7WsSiasuGd-ZXEAm1T1UGHWdgNjpZVtNqQ4CyOp01SKAt6J.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-3047553992463256155</id><published>2010-11-16T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:40:03.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMBRA E NEBLINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TOLmyud7JDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sUSMCFjtNUE/s1600/Diana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540244250760520754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TOLmyud7JDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sUSMCFjtNUE/s320/Diana.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sombra e Neblina", talvez este título represente melhor este desenho do que o seu proprio nome ("Diana" é um lindo nome. O nome de uma guerreira. Tal como a propría).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O nome "Sombra e Neblina" veio quando estava estudando o cinema expressionista alemão, do filme de mesmo nome do Diretor Woody Allen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Além do filme, a foto que originou este desenho mostra toda a expressão doce. Que nem nos primeiros filmes expressionistas da década de 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(SOMBRA E NEBLINA, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-3047553992463256155?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/3047553992463256155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=3047553992463256155' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3047553992463256155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3047553992463256155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/11/diana.html' title='SOMBRA E NEBLINA'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TOLmyud7JDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sUSMCFjtNUE/s72-c/Diana.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-4529868683050559417</id><published>2010-11-04T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T12:06:47.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCIEDADE 60 SEGUNDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e2daefcd91ff2692" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2daefcd91ff2692%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D4BC632832DDC2AD2D37F1998DEA2D3F3DFAA62.79C35892FC31584E014A5E381ED86EB0A995804A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2daefcd91ff2692%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTCuqaJccE_VddKKgJ751NwcvkEc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2daefcd91ff2692%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D4BC632832DDC2AD2D37F1998DEA2D3F3DFAA62.79C35892FC31584E014A5E381ED86EB0A995804A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2daefcd91ff2692%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTCuqaJccE_VddKKgJ751NwcvkEc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vídeo arte feito em parceria com Carol Matos. Abordando um dos pensamentos do movimento Pop Art que é o consumo. Com fragmentos de imagens (quadrinhos, desenhos, pinturas, gravuras, fotos e outros), fragmentos do filme "Laranja Mecânica" e mais um jogo de palavras. O resultado é uma reação em cadeia de imagens e palavras aceleradas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mesmo seguindo uma linha totalmente diferente de meus trabalhos, encaro o vídeo como uma metralhadora contra a sociedade que fez por merecer. Somos cobaias nesta selva de pedra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O vídeo foi selecionado na 1º Edição do Salão de Arte Ananin 2005, na Galeria De La Roque Soares, na Esmac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(SOCIEDADE 60 SEGUNDOS, 2005)&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/5459330549998285431-4529868683050559417?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4529868683050559417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=4529868683050559417' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4529868683050559417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4529868683050559417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/11/sociedade-60-segundos.html' title='SOCIEDADE 60 SEGUNDOS'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-1900366667555131048</id><published>2010-10-01T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T16:11:15.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUZES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Luzes" talvéz seja essa a visão que tive ao desenha-las. Só assim pra descrever tanta luz que erradia delas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A primeira luz, "Lindinha" como a chamo carinhosamente. Coberta com uma toalha tão branca quanto sua pele e com um olhar de anjo. Reflete toda sua luz na frente da câmera. É como se eu descreve-se uma Santa em seu manto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TKZH_38mlVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KnNqiurUvkU/s1600/38790_145192545508756_100000540333868_333467_1554091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523181155691959634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TKZH_38mlVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KnNqiurUvkU/s320/38790_145192545508756_100000540333868_333467_1554091_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; LINDINHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A segunda luz, a descrição da foto original já dizia tudo "Nat Paz", com uma pequena diferença, a imagem era de corpo inteiro. Mas ao desenhar, o busto ficou mais interessante. Emitindo toda uma energia divina ao seu redor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523181150788257490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TKZH_lreBtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RbPoRfHvPWo/s320/40315_145192458842098_100000540333868_333461_7856763_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NAT PAZ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(LINDINHA, 2008)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(NAT PAZ, 2010)&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/5459330549998285431-1900366667555131048?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/1900366667555131048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=1900366667555131048' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1900366667555131048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1900366667555131048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/10/belas-malditas.html' title='LUZES'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TKZH_38mlVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KnNqiurUvkU/s72-c/38790_145192545508756_100000540333868_333467_1554091_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-588783405867473549</id><published>2010-09-01T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:46:38.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NAT WING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um anjo negro, um arcanjo, uma alada. Que personagem é esse? Na real, uma mulher usando uma fantasia que incluia asas e uma máscara. Desenho feito originalmente de uma foto onde essa mesma mulher estava em uma festa à fantasia (carnaval ou halloween). A combinação de sua fantasia remete ao visual de uma personagem em quadrinhos. Uma super-heroína. Só faltava um nome. Sua identidade? bom, querer revelar sua identidade secrete. Com as primeiras letras de seu nome mais asas é igual a: NAT WING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TH6zhkiYunI/AAAAAAAAALo/jvAn6KSF0pc/s1600/OgAAAAQkdVux-YCYaAufaRwHxCR2PcXi6Z2NHJ_hHozO_qD9EOWOdcF1AOWNeh9ndtLkjPt_7wVD7qyTVuEW2QaJquEAm1T1UNWIPxWOpuQm1SOLW4dbMGMv2Zsk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512040383273024114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TH6zhkiYunI/AAAAAAAAALo/jvAn6KSF0pc/s320/OgAAAAQkdVux-YCYaAufaRwHxCR2PcXi6Z2NHJ_hHozO_qD9EOWOdcF1AOWNeh9ndtLkjPt_7wVD7qyTVuEW2QaJquEAm1T1UNWIPxWOpuQm1SOLW4dbMGMv2Zsk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(NAT WING, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-588783405867473549?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/588783405867473549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=588783405867473549' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/588783405867473549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/588783405867473549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/09/nat-wing.html' title='NAT WING'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TH6zhkiYunI/AAAAAAAAALo/jvAn6KSF0pc/s72-c/OgAAAAQkdVux-YCYaAufaRwHxCR2PcXi6Z2NHJ_hHozO_qD9EOWOdcF1AOWNeh9ndtLkjPt_7wVD7qyTVuEW2QaJquEAm1T1UNWIPxWOpuQm1SOLW4dbMGMv2Zsk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-2263809336226003914</id><published>2010-08-04T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T12:26:48.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUE OLHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TFnMeMah30I/AAAAAAAAALY/Dmkk5giX2x0/s1600/OgAAAAlEWSRLBPxya5pYhaq7nJ1YlnPDM6ZTecW8rYZh0fNKdgLGxeKqARkcWOR6VgY8TyEarbPcd7Usrl-XhbwughIAm1T1UDSxhEB1A1FIHTIEOWavogL-ceql.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501653238910410562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TFnMeMah30I/AAAAAAAAALY/Dmkk5giX2x0/s320/OgAAAAlEWSRLBPxya5pYhaq7nJ1YlnPDM6ZTecW8rYZh0fNKdgLGxeKqARkcWOR6VgY8TyEarbPcd7Usrl-XhbwughIAm1T1UDSxhEB1A1FIHTIEOWavogL-ceql.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Que Olhos". Essa foi a frase que me veio em mente quando vi a foto original de Melissa Auf Der Maur ao lado de seu gatinho de estimação postada em seu blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nessa decomposição, além de nankin, utilizei a cor laranja em dois tons para o desenho do gato e a cor verde. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para o cabelo de Melissa, aproveitando que são encaracolados, deixei num traço que lembra-se bastante o movimento artístico Cubismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mesmo assim, o que mais me chamou a atenção não foi nem Melissa e nem o gato, mas sim os olhos verdes de ambos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(QUE OLHOS, 2010)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-2263809336226003914?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2263809336226003914/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=2263809336226003914' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2263809336226003914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2263809336226003914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-olhos.html' title='QUE OLHOS'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TFnMeMah30I/AAAAAAAAALY/Dmkk5giX2x0/s72-c/OgAAAAlEWSRLBPxya5pYhaq7nJ1YlnPDM6ZTecW8rYZh0fNKdgLGxeKqARkcWOR6VgY8TyEarbPcd7Usrl-XhbwughIAm1T1UDSxhEB1A1FIHTIEOWavogL-ceql.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-766861344578366948</id><published>2010-07-05T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T11:56:26.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUFLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A idéia surgiu em 2005, quando um amigo me fez o convite de produzir uma história para o seu fanzine chamado "Vortex". Queria fazer uma história onde não houvesse falas. A única leitura fosse visual. Como tenho uma grande admiração pela linguagem do vídeoclipe, resolvi transporta-lá para o papel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI8kzYsqUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DxsFn40DpL4/s1600/soulfly+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490517498684811586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI8kzYsqUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DxsFn40DpL4/s320/soulfly+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O primeiro rabisco veio quando eu estava numa area flórida da universidade onde existem várias malocas. A direção onde o personagem se encontra na era o o ponto de referencia. O nome "Soulfly" veio por ser fã da banda de Max Cavalera. O significado no nome "alma voadora" caiu muito bem. (desculpe, é o meu lado humor negro. É mais forte que eu).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI8NoEN3_I/AAAAAAAAALI/S6ynNGBZ1sM/s1600/soulfly+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490517100509126642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI8NoEN3_I/AAAAAAAAALI/S6ynNGBZ1sM/s320/soulfly+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Até o visual do personagem, lembra um pouco o de Max Cavalera (um pouco mais magro, é claro).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI8AFqGf2I/AAAAAAAAALA/puZs1WsDH-U/s1600/soulfly+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490516867934486370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI8AFqGf2I/AAAAAAAAALA/puZs1WsDH-U/s320/soulfly+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quanto na questão de vídeoclipes. Tive referências de dois clipes. O primeiro foi "Pure Morning", da banda Placebo. O personagem na beira do prédio, cruzando os dedos e até se jogar. São boa parte do enredo do clipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI7o3OLXyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3f8XwNV-fSU/s1600/soulfly+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490516468922277666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI7o3OLXyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3f8XwNV-fSU/s320/soulfly+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O segundo clipe foi "All You Good Good People" da banda Embrace. A aproximação dos olhos do personagem até o além e voltando mais uma vez em um corpo diferente. É o final do clipe onde o vocalista é condenado a morte na cadeira elétrica. Uma passagem universal, como a explosão de uma supernova, reencarna no corpo de um bebê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI68o8WlrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YDkgG3sr8Mc/s1600/soulfly+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490515709175174834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI68o8WlrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YDkgG3sr8Mc/s320/soulfly+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Além do fanzine, está história ainda pariticipou da 1º amostra da exposição VHQ na Galeria de La Rocque Soares, na ESMAC realizado em 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(SOUFLY, 2005) &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/5459330549998285431-766861344578366948?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/766861344578366948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=766861344578366948' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/766861344578366948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/766861344578366948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/07/soufly.html' title='SOUFLY'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TDI8kzYsqUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DxsFn40DpL4/s72-c/soulfly+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-7841808347448076327</id><published>2010-06-09T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T11:52:35.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYD/JIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O"Syd/Jim" também conhecidos como Syd Barrett, um do fundadores e ex-vocalista e guitarrista do Pink Floyd. E Jim Morrisom, um dos fundadores e ex-vocalista do The Doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TA_nHW4JN5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PhNqB4o9F_s/s1600/S5035576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480853385119348626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TA_nHW4JN5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PhNqB4o9F_s/s320/S5035576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O convite feito pelo Coletivo Durango 95 para uma festa no Memorial dos Povos, onde teve a apresentação das bandas Mojo (the Doors Cover) e Pink Floyd (Project).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A idéia era deixar algo bem psicodélico. Destacar as imagens de Syd e Jim. Partir então em mesclar o rosto de Syd e Jim, com muita cor preta. No centro da cabeça, um vinil, fortalencendo ainda mais a música que ainda é canalizada na mente de várias gerações.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ao redor do rosto, foi trabalhado com três tipos de composição de cores. Preto e branco, em vermelho e colorido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TA_nGd8fPQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zGA_S_-8KuM/s1600/ScannedImage-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480853369836748034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TA_nGd8fPQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zGA_S_-8KuM/s320/ScannedImage-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mesmo este primeiro modelo não tenha sido utilzado, talvéz tenha sido o que mais tenha me aproximado de meu trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TA_nEcRKOvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/H2nFsH30hOc/s1600/ScannedImage-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480853335026842354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TA_nEcRKOvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/H2nFsH30hOc/s320/ScannedImage-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em 2011, os desenhos fizeram parte da exposição "Ver HQ", na Galeria da ESMAC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(SYD/JIM, 2009)&lt;br /&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/5459330549998285431-7841808347448076327?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/7841808347448076327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=7841808347448076327' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7841808347448076327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7841808347448076327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/06/sydjim.html' title='SYD/JIM'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/TA_nHW4JN5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PhNqB4o9F_s/s72-c/S5035576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-6973041803756100116</id><published>2010-05-05T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:50:01.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARIDOOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S-HyJdDukhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_8YVNXgGpjE/s1600/65206964-91b504f2eb8613fd9dbbefcf3d4c3b5c_4be1f124-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467917666837500434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S-HyJdDukhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_8YVNXgGpjE/s320/65206964-91b504f2eb8613fd9dbbefcf3d4c3b5c_4be1f124-full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando vi a foto pela primeira vez foi em 2006, pensei na hora: "Vou fazer um desenho dessa foto".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A imagem original é a silhueta de uma amiga chamada Mariana (que sempre que lembro dela, ma vem a cabeça, a canção "Morena', dos Los Hermanos: "É, Morena. Tá Tudo Bem..."), parada em frente de uma porta aberta de um casarão de Belém que hoje é um Espaço Cultura observando o céu e o rio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para a releitura da imagem, a proposta foi toda expressionista. Com referência de quedrinhos, parecendo uma capa. E para a minha surpresa, Mariana (ou Mari), aprovou o resultado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O desennho feito a nankin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(MARIDOOR, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-6973041803756100116?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/6973041803756100116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=6973041803756100116' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6973041803756100116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6973041803756100116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/05/maridoor.html' title='MARIDOOR'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S-HyJdDukhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_8YVNXgGpjE/s72-c/65206964-91b504f2eb8613fd9dbbefcf3d4c3b5c_4be1f124-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-7849599641657807787</id><published>2010-04-16T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:08:01.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAYSOUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S8i0cm0-HiI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UpNeel4vyvA/s1600/Imag042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460812951738785314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S8i0cm0-HiI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UpNeel4vyvA/s320/Imag042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Desenho feito a nankin. Baseado no documentário "Janela da Alma".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aproveitando o estudo de cores que fiz no período de "Jesus Drug´s", como textura da pele. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(MAYSOUL, 2009)&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/5459330549998285431-7849599641657807787?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/7849599641657807787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=7849599641657807787' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7849599641657807787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7849599641657807787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/04/maysoul.html' title='MAYSOUL'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S8i0cm0-HiI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UpNeel4vyvA/s72-c/Imag042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-3610916989684367229</id><published>2010-03-23T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:10:46.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PERDOAAAAIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S6kUcvF5AmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v1KRpob-qho/s1600-h/OgAAAJvey4DIFGXDDKdnvEYdEsx3SGauK9sqrcWppYMMc-mQ2RUMLBkr6te0EPKZNpOgH8sgbm2fKMtRiq7Oi_SEJ5sAm1T1UElePeW25e-lhilfm6ft_lZ6icY0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451911307818762850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S6kUcvF5AmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v1KRpob-qho/s320/OgAAAJvey4DIFGXDDKdnvEYdEsx3SGauK9sqrcWppYMMc-mQ2RUMLBkr6te0EPKZNpOgH8sgbm2fKMtRiq7Oi_SEJ5sAm1T1UElePeW25e-lhilfm6ft_lZ6icY0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tríptico, desenho em papel aluminio. Considero este trabalho como "Lado B" da pesquisa feita em "Jesus Drug's".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Pai, perdoa-lhes, pois eles não sabem o que fazem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(PERDOAAAAIII, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-3610916989684367229?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/3610916989684367229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=3610916989684367229' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3610916989684367229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3610916989684367229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/03/perdoaaaaiii.html' title='PERDOAAAAIII'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S6kUcvF5AmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v1KRpob-qho/s72-c/OgAAAJvey4DIFGXDDKdnvEYdEsx3SGauK9sqrcWppYMMc-mQ2RUMLBkr6te0EPKZNpOgH8sgbm2fKMtRiq7Oi_SEJ5sAm1T1UElePeW25e-lhilfm6ft_lZ6icY0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-6943134814838827166</id><published>2010-02-04T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:11:41.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHUVA ÁCIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S2sKMY66jmI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2SIPEv9RM00/s1600-h/OgAAAHO42l_5gFZoHi6c-Q2wLCZW07UQpHqgpT96lXu_N_IP25pIofucdQ3hv9luqjH3a_rZz1HEHbo-0Y8JU8v6ivcAm1T1UPs4fnFCGuU1juuMhq7dl_sXOdvi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434448583316901474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S2sKMY66jmI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2SIPEv9RM00/s320/OgAAAHO42l_5gFZoHi6c-Q2wLCZW07UQpHqgpT96lXu_N_IP25pIofucdQ3hv9luqjH3a_rZz1HEHbo-0Y8JU8v6ivcAm1T1UPs4fnFCGuU1juuMhq7dl_sXOdvi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como eu já havia escrito antes, o nome "Chuva Ácida" veio de mina primeira experiência em desenho sobre o papel alumínio, que também tinha o mesmo nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Infelizmente não tenho nenhum registro deste primeiro desenho a não ser o que está em minha mente. O que posso dizer é que foram três folhas grande papel alumínio bem decompostas, sem nenhum suporte por trás e com vários rabiscos encruzinhados de tinta nankin preta, representado a chuva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Este atual trabalho é um triptíco. aplicando técnica mista que seria tinta nankin das cores preto e vermelho sobre o alumínio decomposto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do desenho, retrata o efeito da chuva ácida. Resultado da mistura da combustão de automoveis e fábricas com as nuvens. Seus efeitos prejudicam toda vida do planeta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A rosa, que representa a vida, é brutamente ferida com a chuva ácida. Em seu leito de morte. Não é por acaso que a propría forma da rosa também representa uma cruz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Este trabalho foi exposto no Museu da UFPA, na exposição "Não a Divisão do Pará".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(CHUVA ÁCIDA, 2008)&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/5459330549998285431-6943134814838827166?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/6943134814838827166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=6943134814838827166' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6943134814838827166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6943134814838827166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2010/02/chuva-acida.html' title='CHUVA ÁCIDA'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/S2sKMY66jmI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2SIPEv9RM00/s72-c/OgAAAHO42l_5gFZoHi6c-Q2wLCZW07UQpHqgpT96lXu_N_IP25pIofucdQ3hv9luqjH3a_rZz1HEHbo-0Y8JU8v6ivcAm1T1UPs4fnFCGuU1juuMhq7dl_sXOdvi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-1553616756826143935</id><published>2009-11-11T12:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T17:20:56.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JESUS DRUG'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;USUÁRIOS DE JESUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(A NOSSA FÉ É A RIQUEZA DELES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Só Jesus Salva"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Frase bastante dita em cultos por pregadores em seus sermões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Usando a imagem de jesus na Cruz ainda perguntam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Você gostaria de aceitar Jesus Cristo como seu salvador pessoal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mais não basta só ter fé e rezar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quanto vale a sua fé?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo tem um preço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Até a fé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A imagem de Jesus na Cruz é que nem uma seringa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Infectando a mente dos devotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E tornando-os usuários&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Usuários de Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Nossa Fé é a Riqueza Deles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que isso torna a religião uma droga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Vince Souza, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O texto acima é a descrição que faço de pessoas que se apropriam da fé dos outros.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finalmente. Depois de um ano e meio, Consegui expor este meu trabalho, ou pelo menos parte dele. Que foi justamente a parte que teve mais dificuldade em ser aceita. A imagem de Jesus na Cruz. E da cintura pra baixo a ponta de uma seringa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403309704373318578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpjFSXs7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vRDN6XjLGtE/s320/jesus.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Usuários de Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desenho diptico, todo em papel aluminio. Diferente dos outros trabalhos onde só havia as cores branco, preto e vermelho, deste pude experimentar outras cores como o marrom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A trilha sonora mais uma vez foi extrema importancia para a criação das imagens em minha mente.&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  document.write("\x3cinput type\x3d\x22hidden\x22 name\x3d\x22javascriptEnabled\x22 value\x3d\x22true\x22\x3e");&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Além de ouvir Depeche Mode com "Stripped", do album "Black Celebration" (1986) e todas as músicas de "Songs Of Faith And Devotion" (1993), ainda tive como referência a música "Personal Jesus", do album "Violator" (1989).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpGwgT02I/AAAAAAAAAII/I8nwD-ZdSTM/s1600-h/S5039478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403309217758303074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpGwgT02I/AAAAAAAAAII/I8nwD-ZdSTM/s320/S5039478.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para a concepção do desenho de ínicio, além de ter pesquisado a imagem de Jesus na Cruz, visitei o Museu de Arte Sacra e a Igeja de Basílica, mabas localizadas em Belém. Mesmo assim, faltava algo a mais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A criação da coroa de espinhos, revi dois filmes que foram "A Última Tentação de Cristo" (1988), de Martin Scorsese e "A Paixão de Cristo" (2004), de Mel Gibson. Dos dois filmes, "A Última Tentação de Cristo", foi o que me chamou mais a atenção no detalhe da coroa de espinhos, onde cobre toda a cabeça de Jesus, diferente de "A Paixão de Cristo". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Já o rosto de Jesus, foi todo detalhado em "A Paixão de Cristo". O rosto todo machucado e ensanguentado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpG92tjGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_toGtZYOHYE/s1600-h/S5039548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403309221341924450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpG92tjGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_toGtZYOHYE/s320/S5039548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Na primeira parte do desenho, onde fiz Jesus na Cruz até a cintura. Mesmo crucificado, a posição de Jesus da Cruz é diferente de cada imagem ou dos filmes pesquisados. "A Última Tentação de Cristo" foi o que mais se encaixou visualmente. A cruz lembra muito uma seringa e a forma de como Jesus estava crucificado era a minha visão. Ainda nesta questão, outro filme que também contribuiu muito foi "Rio Vermelhos 2: Anjos do Apocalipse" (2004), de Olivier Dahan e o vídeoclipe "Heart-Shaped Box" da Banda Grunge Nirvana, do album "In Útero" (1993). O vídeoclipe teve a direção de Anton Corbijn. Ambos, na forma estética do corpo de Jesus. As marcas de tortura e todo o sangue no corpo de Jesus foi a partir de "A Paixão de Cristo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpGrp9lYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YSiCLkK4g_A/s1600-h/S5039553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403309216456611202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpGrp9lYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YSiCLkK4g_A/s320/S5039553.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Este trabalho foi exposto na IV Amostra de Artes Visuais de 2009.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Já estes outros desenhos de lados opostos, foram originados de fotografias projetadas em telões na turnê "Devotional", da banda Depeche Mode feita para a canção "Condemnation". No caso dos desenhos, as mãos orando e ao mesmo tempo caindo moedas de ouro, estão simplismente pagando seu dízimo. Para garantir o seu espaço no céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpGRun4NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/B66A8fS_ezw/s1600-h/S5039554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403309209496838354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpGRun4NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/B66A8fS_ezw/s320/S5039554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; A Nossa Fé é a Riqueza Deles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpGA9NV-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/O8GSA7EKDjo/s1600-h/S5039555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403309204994611170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpGA9NV-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/O8GSA7EKDjo/s320/S5039555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Nossa Fé é a Riqueza Deles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(USUÁRIOS DE JESUS, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(A NOSSA FÉ É A RIQUEZA DELES, 2008)&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/5459330549998285431-1553616756826143935?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/1553616756826143935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=1553616756826143935' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1553616756826143935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/1553616756826143935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2009/11/jesus-drugs.html' title='JESUS DRUG&apos;S'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SvxpjFSXs7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vRDN6XjLGtE/s72-c/jesus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-4841141180074001411</id><published>2009-08-18T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:10:30.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PELE E OSSOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pele e Ossos. Dois elementos que estão presentes desde o surgimento da vida. Desde as aulas de desenho humano, mais precisamente o de anatomia. Tive a oportunidade de criar estéticamente a minha propría forma osséa em meus personagens. O mesmo vale para o estudo da pele. Que serve como uma camada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/Soro33fGvWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qI6mmoQIg-E/s1600-h/OgAAAFKKHD0SNwJX_AzLfZe_E5SXXYxNUCXXDGQ9em8AnooimlM_794Y2FT1bfsqr4rgReqE-vtNm-CF1PBjOAQgE-gAm1T1UHpuPS0QRH-R2AGrXw-JTe5jU7JA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371361552077602146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/Soro33fGvWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qI6mmoQIg-E/s320/OgAAAFKKHD0SNwJX_AzLfZe_E5SXXYxNUCXXDGQ9em8AnooimlM_794Y2FT1bfsqr4rgReqE-vtNm-CF1PBjOAQgE-gAm1T1UHpuPS0QRH-R2AGrXw-JTe5jU7JA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esta é a primeira versão que fiz de "Dor". Nankin sobre o papel. A forma do crânio é diferente dos demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Remete a algo meio que robótico. Mais não deixa de ser ossos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/Soro3iJtBNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xLG00R3N0HA/s1600-h/OgAAAHo6AKBsz7jAyzPPhqP61lhUZ4cOHYqpYpa1QBRW_Oktdi6KioGeXLa4hV7EN3ZtbkWRF8NqOpZizatMqLuXITMAm1T1UPsFiGvg2U-1st94TzZg101Sf9Hq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371361546350691538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/Soro3iJtBNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xLG00R3N0HA/s320/OgAAAHo6AKBsz7jAyzPPhqP61lhUZ4cOHYqpYpa1QBRW_Oktdi6KioGeXLa4hV7EN3ZtbkWRF8NqOpZizatMqLuXITMAm1T1UPsFiGvg2U-1st94TzZg101Sf9Hq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-4841141180074001411?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4841141180074001411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=4841141180074001411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4841141180074001411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4841141180074001411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2009/08/pele-e-ossos.html' title='PELE E OSSOS'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/Soro33fGvWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qI6mmoQIg-E/s72-c/OgAAAFKKHD0SNwJX_AzLfZe_E5SXXYxNUCXXDGQ9em8AnooimlM_794Y2FT1bfsqr4rgReqE-vtNm-CF1PBjOAQgE-gAm1T1UHpuPS0QRH-R2AGrXw-JTe5jU7JA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-2174989385075735588</id><published>2009-07-17T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:45:18.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCKART</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Eu vejo música, eu ouço imagens". É o que define música, em especial, o rock, como parte de minhas referências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Melissa Auf Der Maur, ou MADM, a Grunge Woman, Baixista. Fez parte das bandas Hole e Smashing Pumpkins. Hoje, em carreira solo, além de cantar, ela encanta em suas performances ao vivo. E ela ainda é fotografa. Desenho feito em lápis grafite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SmC78XfvKzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wqJTwFs9ACM/s1600-h/OgAAAM2xJ4cYIJCAjl150TXQcA8b22Wi9x4hVlFwsb_4PnLwqQtSBK0ftlDqnuwHlkN65KvUXCdRAkWIJuYqah7609QAm1T1UICVJkeHoUO7R8k3xh8K96fAU2sd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359490202344565554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SmC78XfvKzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wqJTwFs9ACM/s320/OgAAAM2xJ4cYIJCAjl150TXQcA8b22Wi9x4hVlFwsb_4PnLwqQtSBK0ftlDqnuwHlkN65KvUXCdRAkWIJuYqah7609QAm1T1UICVJkeHoUO7R8k3xh8K96fAU2sd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MADM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Robert Smith, vocalista do The Cure, já foi referência para a criação do personagem Sandman.  Um desenho bem sujo, feito a nankin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SmC78K25sMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/yz0PHFhyMYw/s1600-h/OgAAAPGjLhWdVJJbSQ3KNpzLNGo3VGOXsRP0KT8l6fMcUVt1atOmSY-SFxFFYhcogpp9v9XerKD5yjY64AUw6CBt1kQAm1T1UM4k2H2NR3Uk1J2eUffKnttLYyU8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359490198952063170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SmC78K25sMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/yz0PHFhyMYw/s320/OgAAAPGjLhWdVJJbSQ3KNpzLNGo3VGOXsRP0KT8l6fMcUVt1atOmSY-SFxFFYhcogpp9v9XerKD5yjY64AUw6CBt1kQAm1T1UM4k2H2NR3Uk1J2eUffKnttLYyU8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ROBERT SMITH&lt;/span&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/5459330549998285431-2174989385075735588?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2174989385075735588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=2174989385075735588' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2174989385075735588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2174989385075735588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2009/07/rockart_17.html' title='ROCKART'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SmC78XfvKzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wqJTwFs9ACM/s72-c/OgAAAM2xJ4cYIJCAjl150TXQcA8b22Wi9x4hVlFwsb_4PnLwqQtSBK0ftlDqnuwHlkN65KvUXCdRAkWIJuYqah7609QAm1T1UICVJkeHoUO7R8k3xh8K96fAU2sd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-2038907741936249428</id><published>2009-04-27T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:48:45.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSACÉA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SfYJdT1XkXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lhVCDUglwpI/s1600-h/OgAAAHIu5PN2odCstcOQ_THaAIk8maO2Aih3xcPhPA_07QI268TR_a6JXmEok5FeZ8JHt6v7srAmNXi2vZr4uC3oi5oAm1T1UCBK5zdoiCNXN7C8Duvk9SY8P4Pn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329457608184533362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SfYJdT1XkXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lhVCDUglwpI/s320/OgAAAHIu5PN2odCstcOQ_THaAIk8maO2Aih3xcPhPA_07QI268TR_a6JXmEok5FeZ8JHt6v7srAmNXi2vZr4uC3oi5oAm1T1UCBK5zdoiCNXN7C8Duvk9SY8P4Pn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desenho de nankin sobre papel alumínio. Sollo por todos que não estão mais comigo, em especial a minha Rosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(ROSACÉA, 2008)&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/5459330549998285431-2038907741936249428?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2038907741936249428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=2038907741936249428' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2038907741936249428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2038907741936249428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/lamorte.html' title='ROSACÉA'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SfYJdT1XkXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lhVCDUglwpI/s72-c/OgAAAHIu5PN2odCstcOQ_THaAIk8maO2Aih3xcPhPA_07QI268TR_a6JXmEok5FeZ8JHt6v7srAmNXi2vZr4uC3oi5oAm1T1UCBK5zdoiCNXN7C8Duvk9SY8P4Pn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-5297308512853891838</id><published>2008-11-20T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T13:25:19.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOR E DOLLOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SXLcugZUOvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/F2WCYrEaMG4/s1600-h/frestas+35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292535203641965298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SXLcugZUOvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/F2WCYrEaMG4/s320/frestas+35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SXLcTK5tXdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cqf6Fd8Ou6I/s1600-h/frestas+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292534734015782354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SXLcTK5tXdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cqf6Fd8Ou6I/s320/frestas+37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; DOLLOR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desenhos a nankin em papel alumínio, para exposição FRESTAS realizada em fevereiro de 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em "Dor", apresenta em forma de mosaíco. O desenho vai além do alumínio, tendo sua continuação desenhada na parede, como se os ossos estivessem caindo da tela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Já em "Dollor", triptíco, apresenta o corpo de uma figura feminina enterrada em perfil, sendo que no centro, um feto. Para a textura da pele da figura, foi usado papel aluminio já decomposto devido ao clima, criou-se uma camada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(DOR, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(DOLLOR, 2008)&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/5459330549998285431-5297308512853891838?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5297308512853891838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=5297308512853891838' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5297308512853891838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5297308512853891838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/11/dor-e-dollor.html' title='DOR E DOLLOR'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SXLcugZUOvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/F2WCYrEaMG4/s72-c/frestas+35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-8092457742998788476</id><published>2008-10-21T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:14:06.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTROLE REMOTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6fdbeeb76f84a7eb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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iluminar caminhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos que guiam os pobres&lt;br /&gt;De espírito e de norte&lt;br /&gt;De apoio e de matéria&lt;br /&gt;Os que sentem o globo quadrado&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo em hipnose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O botão que liga a tela&lt;br /&gt;Quer desligar o real&lt;br /&gt;Imprimir em nós a fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Anestesiar cruezas&lt;br /&gt;Com sua falsa poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Controle Remoto"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Letra: Ana Clara Matos/Música: Alessandro Bacchini)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Direção: Vince Souza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ano: 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O primeiro vídeoclipe a gente nunca esquece. A animação foi toda feita baseada na letra desta canção. E só pra constar, a menina que aparece tocando violão no inicio é a Clara. Foi a primeira cena que me veio à cabeça!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quase dois anos depois de apresentado o vídeoclipe, tive a sorte de ter sido convidado em participar da VI Amostra de Artes Visuais 2009.&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/5459330549998285431-8092457742998788476?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8092457742998788476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=8092457742998788476' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8092457742998788476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/8092457742998788476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/10/controle-remoto_21.html' title='CONTROLE REMOTO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-3492762074683599044</id><published>2008-10-21T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:46:39.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLLO POR TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SP5YF8B7bZI/AAAAAAAAACo/wNQozSAUNCY/s1600-h/ATgAAACaKCvBTjg4avnrweKDDZqiepjtLR676c7tz6xqQSQQCgki7Iss4pYmZpsTCoZ5UIaImylSca4TFghCL9Xw7zC5AJtU9VBGq1Frm6NExINEoi8VO8CQT6m5eA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259738273852124562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SP5YF8B7bZI/AAAAAAAAACo/wNQozSAUNCY/s320/ATgAAACaKCvBTjg4avnrweKDDZqiepjtLR676c7tz6xqQSQQCgki7Iss4pYmZpsTCoZ5UIaImylSca4TFghCL9Xw7zC5AJtU9VBGq1Frm6NExINEoi8VO8CQT6m5eA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SP5YGNTUlTI/AAAAAAAAACw/4NGjiZg0e7I/s1600-h/ATgAAABPBbwA5aVYIbQHw9VgTALcS9ltxC4fL0mmqIDQDNxZpT4ARa-w6cib9jV4PRsVjfG3pNkPhxjAEuRNwZ3Y159dAJtU9VDJkCySV5Ch3iqumWL1DVmAB9Sqcg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259738278488479026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SP5YGNTUlTI/AAAAAAAAACw/4NGjiZg0e7I/s320/ATgAAABPBbwA5aVYIbQHw9VgTALcS9ltxC4fL0mmqIDQDNxZpT4ARa-w6cib9jV4PRsVjfG3pNkPhxjAEuRNwZ3Y159dAJtU9VDJkCySV5Ch3iqumWL1DVmAB9Sqcg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sollo Por Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amorte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tríptico, desenhado em papel alumínio. Experiência já realizada em um trabalho anterior chamado "Chuca Ácida (2006)". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para fazer este desenho, tive como referências duas músicas da banda inglesa Depeche Mode. "Stripped" do album "Black Celebration" (de 1986) e "Walking In My Shoes" do album "Songs Of Faith And Devotion" (de 1993). Ambas as músicas se transformaram em vídeoclipes, em especial "Walking In My Shoes", onde seu visual enriqueceu bastante para a construção desta obra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O desenho foi selecionado e premiado em terceiro lugar na IV Amostra do Curso de Artes Visuais 2007.&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/5459330549998285431-3492762074683599044?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/3492762074683599044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=3492762074683599044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3492762074683599044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3492762074683599044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/10/sollo-por-ti.html' title='SOLLO POR TI'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SP5YF8B7bZI/AAAAAAAAACo/wNQozSAUNCY/s72-c/ATgAAACaKCvBTjg4avnrweKDDZqiepjtLR676c7tz6xqQSQQCgki7Iss4pYmZpsTCoZ5UIaImylSca4TFghCL9Xw7zC5AJtU9VBGq1Frm6NExINEoi8VO8CQT6m5eA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-7982639493118170577</id><published>2008-10-16T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T07:33:06.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SANGUE SOLLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1565f970feda0f26" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1565f970feda0f26%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D6B13A976CA119E66F294343C6058F98572EA93.469931F7CEE1B2443311BC8B74A38F82F4A75DDE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1565f970feda0f26%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0DXlPY3vn9i6GkEu8wAPHTuxLXY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1565f970feda0f26%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D6B13A976CA119E66F294343C6058F98572EA93.469931F7CEE1B2443311BC8B74A38F82F4A75DDE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1565f970feda0f26%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0DXlPY3vn9i6GkEu8wAPHTuxLXY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vídeo de animação produzindo em 2006. Pintado com nankin das cores vermelho e preto. Uma continução inversa de outro vídeo de animação "Despetalar". Em "Sangue Sollo", mostra a´personagem em seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; último som feito no cello antes de sofrer um aborto. Para a trilha, escolhi "The Unforgiven", da banda Metallica, interpretado pelo Apocalyptica. Por coincidência, foi a mesma música tocada pela personagem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vídeo selecionado na III Amostra do Curso de Artes Visuais 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Este vídeo, dedico a memória de Lív.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(SANGUE SOLLO, 2006)&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/5459330549998285431-7982639493118170577?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1565f970feda0f26&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/7982639493118170577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=7982639493118170577' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7982639493118170577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/7982639493118170577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/10/sangue-sollo.html' title='SANGUE SOLLO'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-3699986157392807558</id><published>2008-10-16T15:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T07:35:03.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINTURAS DE SANGUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_CZiPWiI/AAAAAAAAACI/t79zVAWjgZw/s1600-h/DSC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257881137913485858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_CZiPWiI/AAAAAAAAACI/t79zVAWjgZw/s320/DSC_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Está foi a minha primeira experiência com pintura. Ao todo foram 10 trabalhos. Em lona crua, utilizando as cores branco, preto e vermelho. O primeiro que é a pintura de alguem tocando cello, foi futuramente adaptado no vídeo de animação "Sangue Sollo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_CtvCUvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kpTWSVsVxzc/s1600-h/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257881143335867122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_CtvCUvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kpTWSVsVxzc/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A segunda pintura, também adaptado para o vídeo "Sangue Sollo". Uma mulher sofrendo um aborto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_C1aUiDI/AAAAAAAAACY/yB-jLZ-awpI/s1600-h/S5037965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257881145396463666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_C1aUiDI/AAAAAAAAACY/yB-jLZ-awpI/s320/S5037965.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Este outro trabalho, simboliza a agônia da perda. Não houve tempo de fazer nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_DFIu9DI/AAAAAAAAACg/dHHBVY1uWg4/s1600-h/S5037964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257881149617665074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_DFIu9DI/AAAAAAAAACg/dHHBVY1uWg4/s320/S5037964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando fiz este, tinha em mente uma cena do filme "O Chamado" (2002). Um poço, meio a uma floresta. Transbordando sangue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(PINTURAS DE SANGUE, 2005)&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/5459330549998285431-3699986157392807558?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/3699986157392807558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=3699986157392807558' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3699986157392807558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/3699986157392807558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/10/pinturas-de-sangue.html' title='PINTURAS DE SANGUE'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe_CZiPWiI/AAAAAAAAACI/t79zVAWjgZw/s72-c/DSC_0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-4384613353324129223</id><published>2008-10-13T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:18:58.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGURINHAS DO CINEMA</title><content 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Escurinho do Cinema". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O enredo do vídeo consistia em rememorar alguns personagens do passado que são até hoje figurinhas carimbadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O video foi premiado em 1º lugar no Festival de Vídeo Demonstração 2005, na categoria Vídeo Arte de Animação.&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/5459330549998285431-4384613353324129223?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4384613353324129223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=4384613353324129223' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4384613353324129223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/4384613353324129223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/10/figurinhas-do-cinema.html' title='FIGURINHAS DO CINEMA'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-5534598904206138164</id><published>2008-10-11T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:17:13.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOCÊ VIVE, VOCÊ MORRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe9exMfSzI/AAAAAAAAACA/Dd1UTUd0SHY/s1600-h/S5037993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257879426277788466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe9exMfSzI/AAAAAAAAACA/Dd1UTUd0SHY/s320/S5037993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O Passado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O Presente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O Futuro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não importa o tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O personagem principal será sempre a morte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pois ela estará observando todos os tempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você vive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você morre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Matriz das gravuras "Morte: Passado, Presente e Futuro"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Participação da II Amostra do Curso de Artes Visuais 2005.&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/5459330549998285431-5534598904206138164?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5534598904206138164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=5534598904206138164' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5534598904206138164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/5534598904206138164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/10/voc-vive-voc-morre.html' title='VOCÊ VIVE, VOCÊ MORRE'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SPe9exMfSzI/AAAAAAAAACA/Dd1UTUd0SHY/s72-c/S5037993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-2828435569574848579</id><published>2008-10-11T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:37:12.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPETALAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3adbb0b5e9cf313" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03adbb0b5e9cf313%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF18A3D75E2DD10F4BC1E3A0948EB218F325E10.4CBF7745BAE89AB707492D738C8CAE138D824919%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3adbb0b5e9cf313%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCK-3GW90URRmthut7YFRL8vWCkU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03adbb0b5e9cf313%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF18A3D75E2DD10F4BC1E3A0948EB218F325E10.4CBF7745BAE89AB707492D738C8CAE138D824919%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3adbb0b5e9cf313%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCK-3GW90URRmthut7YFRL8vWCkU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Minha primeira experiência em vídeo de animação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com cenas reais e animadas. O vídeo recebeu uma re-edição com a parte animada para participar na II Amostra do Curso de Artes Visuais de 2005. Junto com o storyboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(DESPETALAR, 2005)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/5459330549998285431-2828435569574848579?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2828435569574848579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=2828435569574848579' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2828435569574848579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2828435569574848579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/10/despetalar.html' title='DESPETALAR'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-2222327560807568539</id><published>2008-09-30T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:56:30.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CEMINTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SOK3tk6Vk9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jFVKK0ByOkU/s1600-h/S5037971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251962109097776082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SOK3tk6Vk9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jFVKK0ByOkU/s320/S5037971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SOKuiCBaKdI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q0Ng0x0ROKk/s1600-h/S5037972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251952015148984786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SOKuiCBaKdI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q0Ng0x0ROKk/s320/S5037972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ainda com referências expressionistas, o desenho de uma arvóre com várias cabeças por debaixo, lembra o filme "A Lenda do Cavaleiro Sem Cabeça", do Diretor Tim Burtom. Em quanto que o outro desenho apresenta várias lápides. A idéia surgiu em um pensamento: "onde se encontra as maiores mentes do mundo?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(CEMINTES, 2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&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/5459330549998285431-2222327560807568539?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2222327560807568539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=2222327560807568539' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2222327560807568539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/2222327560807568539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/09/este-desenho-tive-como-referncia-o.html' title='CEMINTES'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SOK3tk6Vk9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jFVKK0ByOkU/s72-c/S5037971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459330549998285431.post-6780816322025231818</id><published>2008-09-29T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:30:54.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DESENHO EXPRESSIONISTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"DECOMPOR", expressão que usei para definir melhor o meu trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"DE" são as primeiras letras da palavra "desenho". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"COMPOR" que vem de composição, de criação, de escrever. Então, posso dizer que eu "decomponho" meus trabalhos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No principio era o traço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desenhando os meus propríos vídeos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desenho é vídeo, vídeo é desenho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Podem inventar a melhor tecnologia do mundo, mas nada substituira o desenho manual".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(N.C)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SOErhEUyXeI/AAAAAAAAABY/aBQZh1TihSA/s1600-h/ATgAAABwButxm6ocTGjHVp5YdXKa3CnChJYampZiuPKCSp5j_qANpsP6nUROPRaZPaV6bGxz-d7gwElS0nXB1z7PP7XzAJtU9VAoBnAxjsNvdvDSeGvSh1M0V8hjeQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251526487587315170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SOErhEUyXeI/AAAAAAAAABY/aBQZh1TihSA/s320/ATgAAABwButxm6ocTGjHVp5YdXKa3CnChJYampZiuPKCSp5j_qANpsP6nUROPRaZPaV6bGxz-d7gwElS0nXB1z7PP7XzAJtU9VAoBnAxjsNvdvDSeGvSh1M0V8hjeQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando fiz este desenho, ainda não havia título. Trazendo uma carga cinzenta, como referência, o Expressionismo Alemão, em especial, os filmes "Nosferatu" e "A Sombra do Vampiro". Só depois, a estética do personagem robótica lembrava também outro filme chamado "Metropólis".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(DESENHO EXPRESSIONISTA, 2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459330549998285431-6780816322025231818?l=vincesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/6780816322025231818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459330549998285431&amp;postID=6780816322025231818' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6780816322025231818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459330549998285431/posts/default/6780816322025231818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vincesouza.blogspot.com/2008/09/desenho-expressionista.html' title='DESENHO EXPRESSIONISTA'/><author><name>Vince Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130390800218829649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SNqelVrUOVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NTZXPm87WVw/S220/Vini3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1xF0P0ja30/SOErhEUyXeI/AAAAAAAAABY/aBQZh1TihSA/s72-c/ATgAAABwButxm6ocTGjHVp5YdXKa3CnChJYampZiuPKCSp5j_qANpsP6nUROPRaZPaV6bGxz-d7gwElS0nXB1z7PP7XzAJtU9VAoBnAxjsNvdvDSeGvSh1M0V8hjeQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
