tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219076552009-11-05T22:57:29.337-02:00- Lui -http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658591943543790281luivana@gmail.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21907655.post-37894929877393320132009-05-11T14:28:00.008-03:002009-05-11T14:45:42.093-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SghiWj3bABI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9tVurC1KHYo/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334621898344693778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SghiWj3bABI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9tVurC1KHYo/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />O primeiro trabalho: mosaico sobre tela de 60 x 80 cm, feito sob a orientação do artista plástico Paolo Quaglio (finalizado em 08.05.09).<br /><br />Detalhes:<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SghiNhMOHVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sFzJvPEI64Y/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334621743007800658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SghiNhMOHVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sFzJvPEI64Y/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/Sghhx4xg-2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l7pNBEpKOP4/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334621268301904738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/Sghhx4xg-2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l7pNBEpKOP4/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21907655-3789492987739332013?l=luivana.blogspot.com'/></div>- Lui -http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658591943543790281luivana@gmail.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21907655.post-17468842774925540062009-05-06T22:59:00.004-03:002009-05-06T23:34:21.804-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SgJDiir4YcI/AAAAAAAAAJk/tirTCfoJJ8Q/s1600-h/y1pDVEtmmflSiOcCWiP9ywQN9CofA7iuh_x4ZZhF_j2pNTyqpf3ly9hrPBX_Rs-2zXLnIIVd25iBCA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332899169465557442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SgJDiir4YcI/AAAAAAAAAJk/tirTCfoJJ8Q/s320/y1pDVEtmmflSiOcCWiP9ywQN9CofA7iuh_x4ZZhF_j2pNTyqpf3ly9hrPBX_Rs-2zXLnIIVd25iBCA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong>COMUNHÃO </strong><br /><br />O olhar<br />desvenda os olhos.<br />A mente sintoniza<br />as ondas da emoção.<br />Acesa a alma,<br />resplandece a aura.<br />O amor transcende<br />o tempo e o espaço.<br />O abraço<br />eterniza o momento.<br />Dá-se a fusão.<br />Unem-se os sentimentos.<br />Vão no caminho da luz,<br />vão na estrada iluminada,<br />se misturam às estrelas...<br /><br />(Lui - 04.11.07 - Reeditado: 06.05.09) </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21907655-1746884277492554006?l=luivana.blogspot.com'/></div>- Lui -http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658591943543790281luivana@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21907655.post-73946478329780748442009-04-26T15:13:00.004-03:002009-04-26T15:28:28.164-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SfSnrWc2l_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Lc1DZDrsO5Y/s1600-h/JH.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329068622288951282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SfSnrWc2l_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Lc1DZDrsO5Y/s400/JH.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlbdx9KiUuE/SfSmuBWI06I/AAAAAAAAAGg/aeufisSYMCA/s1600-h/JH.bmp"></a></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div align="center"><br />MADRUGADA ADENTRO<br /><br /><br />Quis os cabelos a brilhar,<br />quis os lábios pintados<br />provocantes,<br />quis os brincos faiscantes,<br />quis as contas de vidro<br />varadas de cor.<br /><br />Quis duas gotas no pescoço,<br />quis um vestido decotado<br />mal comportado,<br />quis um rubor corado de sangue,<br />quis uma nota de delírio<br />madrugada adentro.<br /><br />Quis olhos nos olhos,<br />longos beijos,<br />quis braços nos braços,<br />quis passos,<br />compassos,<br /><br />quis uma noite de lua<br />com assobio de vento,<br />quis toda inteira e nua<br />ser bamboleio de mar...<br /><br />E quis os ponteiros<br />do tempo<br />parados no ar...<br /><br />(Lui - 02.06.2006)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21907655-7394647832978074844?l=luivana.blogspot.com'/></div>- Lui -http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658591943543790281luivana@gmail.com0