tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81680805622809349512009-11-08T16:09:04.914Z«Eis onde vivo por momentos. Onde sou uma respiração do silêncio. (...)Estar ou ser no encontro tornou-se a exactidão pura de uma densidade tranquila e suficiente,internamente imensa.» in Clareiras, Antonio Ramos RosaMargarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-26114315254657675492009-11-08T15:47:00.005Z2009-11-08T16:09:04.926Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SvbtCUsjvBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZqTCtAK6-vc/s1600-h/26258+blog.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SvbtCUsjvBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZqTCtAK6-vc/s400/26258+blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401765427248610322" /></a><br />espero que ela goste<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SvbquTYqAvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/mrOB9AHbDhI/s1600-h/5585+blog.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SvbquTYqAvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/mrOB9AHbDhI/s400/5585+blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401762884276060914" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-2611431525465767549?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-14090628999094546492009-10-25T13:47:00.003Z2009-10-25T13:59:49.734ZDE MUITO PERTO<br /><br /> "Amar de muito perto, de tão perto um olhar<br /> do outro, nus e cegos, sem tempo, amarras,<br /> desilusões contadas um ao outro. Uma biografia<br /> é um monumento, arrasta muitas vozes pela<br /> noite, uma sede sem razão. Frutos escassos<br /> e sem poesia. Palavras, coisas vagamente sujas<br /> ou perdoadas, esvoaçando, devassas.<br /> Dedos de muito perto entrelaçados, húmidos,<br /> armadilhas, questões de astronomia, coisas<br /> vagamente segredadas, voláteis, cheias de azul."<br /><br />in Se me Comovesse o Amor, de Francisco José Viegas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-1409062899909454649?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-19299872123110024552009-10-25T13:37:00.004Z2009-10-26T12:09:06.202Z<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0f7UPTz4KeU&hl=pt-br&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0f7UPTz4KeU&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />gracias anónimo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-1929987212311002455?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-32449506435349398572009-10-15T23:36:00.005+01:002009-10-15T23:44:39.957+01:00"Se me Comovesse o Amor<br /><br />Se me comovesse o amor como me comove<br />a morte dos que amei, eu viveria feliz. Observo<br />as figueiras, a sombra dos muros, o jasmineiro<br />em que ficou gravada a tua mão, e deixo o dia<br /><br />caminhar por entre as veredas, caminhos perto do rio.<br />Se me comovessem os teus passos entre os outros, <br />os que se perdem nas ruas, os que abandonam<br />a casa e seguem o seu destino, eu saberia reconhecer<br /><br />o sinal que ninguém encontra, o medo que ninguém<br />comove.Vejo-te regressar ao deserto, atravessar<br />os templos, iluminar as varandas, chegar tarde.<br /><br />Por isso não me procures, não me encontres,<br />não me deixes, não me reconheças. Dá-me apenas<br />o pão, a palavra, as coisas possíveis. De longe."<br /><br />obrigado Francisco José Viegas...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-3244950643534939857?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-9163604375184433432009-10-11T15:34:00.003+01:002009-10-18T20:36:10.103+01:00mergulho no corpo liquido de uma distância<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/StHtUA63QrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cDFm1rzc5HE/s1600-h/3839.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/StHtUA63QrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cDFm1rzc5HE/s400/3839.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391351157039252146" /></a><br /><br />Praia de Cepães, dimensões variáveis, 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-916360437518443343?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-17775530006470003642009-10-11T15:09:00.003+01:002009-10-11T15:34:12.996+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/StHsiwKXvQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/b_IESCz8wAg/s1600-h/47717.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/StHsiwKXvQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/b_IESCz8wAg/s400/47717.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391350310727302402" /></a><br /><br />Happening censurado, dimensões variáveis, 2008<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-1777553000647000364?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-1575002826140959582009-08-27T19:38:00.004+01:002009-08-27T20:01:42.997+01:00de 4 a 20 de Setembro.<br />eu vou participar com duas obras...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SpbX5cac5vI/AAAAAAAAANs/2j1hNCqrN6c/s1600-h/margarida+herrera.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SpbX5cac5vI/AAAAAAAAANs/2j1hNCqrN6c/s200/margarida+herrera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374720587192919794" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SpbXqD4fB9I/AAAAAAAAANk/ehCllfB4ypQ/s1600-h/a+minha+sala+encheu+se+de+natureza.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SpbXqD4fB9I/AAAAAAAAANk/ehCllfB4ypQ/s200/a+minha+sala+encheu+se+de+natureza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374720322909964242" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-157500282614095958?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-3376654957241224192009-08-04T13:01:00.003+01:002009-08-04T13:03:26.656+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SngjQNUeU5I/AAAAAAAAANc/Baev7L1XOKc/s1600-h/o+mundo+%C3%A1s+avessas+terminado.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SngjQNUeU5I/AAAAAAAAANc/Baev7L1XOKc/s400/o+mundo+%C3%A1s+avessas+terminado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366077717372359570" /></a><br />Acrilico sobre tela, 100cm x 120cm<br /><br />...a tempo de fazer parte da exposição.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-337665495724122419?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-21169367225365832782009-07-31T21:50:00.003+01:002009-08-04T13:01:10.796+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SnNZUbpTrrI/AAAAAAAAANU/5dlKi-fbyAQ/s1600-h/80482.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SnNZUbpTrrI/AAAAAAAAANU/5dlKi-fbyAQ/s400/80482.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364729788681662130" /></a><br /><br />a minha exposição de pintura no Diana Bar, biblioteca da praia da Póvoa de Varzim, de 3 a 23 de Agosto. o espaço esta aberto todos os dias, das 9.30h às 18.30h.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-2116936722536583278?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-42776073203458299412009-07-17T22:04:00.000+01:002009-07-17T22:09:58.927+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SmDoZoK9gPI/AAAAAAAAANM/BLZ96ojqAAo/s1600-h/18490.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SmDoZoK9gPI/AAAAAAAAANM/BLZ96ojqAAo/s400/18490.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359539083548655858" /></a><br />Pintura a pastel sobre papel, 1989<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-4277607320345829941?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-70922282536195356442009-07-15T22:28:00.001+01:002009-07-15T22:40:31.991+01:00à demasiado tempo!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sl5MYomBOXI/AAAAAAAAANE/CoWhWd0kmsk/s1600-h/5638+pormenor.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sl5MYomBOXI/AAAAAAAAANE/CoWhWd0kmsk/s400/5638+pormenor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358804592714922354" /></a><br />Acrilico sobre tela, 100cm x 120cm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-7092228253619535644?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-26062551654434497652009-07-04T16:01:00.001+01:002009-07-04T16:03:21.183+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sk9vI6nLZNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IQtFLJwtkEc/s1600-h/FLYER.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sk9vI6nLZNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IQtFLJwtkEc/s400/FLYER.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354620680930026706" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-2606255165443449765?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-21267233234647679472009-06-20T17:45:00.005+01:002009-10-02T17:42:55.738+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sj0T4a8MrxI/AAAAAAAAAM0/X3NSPeJi1N4/s1600-h/52245.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sj0T4a8MrxI/AAAAAAAAAM0/X3NSPeJi1N4/s400/52245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349453792411430674" /></a><br /><br />uma pequena incursão minha, pelo mundo das pregadeiras em feltro...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-2126723323464767947?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-76603978591496107842009-05-02T21:27:00.004+01:002009-07-22T19:25:29.901+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SfysyK8Yp0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/CeSl9s3dKNA/s1600-h/sesta2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/SfysyK8Yp0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/CeSl9s3dKNA/s400/sesta2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331326036830889794" /></a><br /><br />Acrilico sobre tela, 80cm x 120cm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-7660397859149610784?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-90525841577920424892009-05-02T21:23:00.004+01:002009-05-02T22:13:48.286+01:00<div><embed src="http://widget-31.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=3098476543647620145&amp;site=widget-31.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed></div><br /><br />a exposição na cidade das profissões<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-9052584157792042489?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-9509711964800057292009-04-10T20:06:00.002+01:002009-04-10T20:09:48.516+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sd-Yw_0dgZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DN4W8uhRrKc/s1600-h/33279+sesta.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sd-Yw_0dgZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DN4W8uhRrKc/s400/33279+sesta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323141252107829650" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-950971196480005729?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-82846731666220674962009-04-10T20:04:00.000+01:002009-04-10T20:05:59.950+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sd-YZtVDZDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YpZ3Nh5Gbg4/s1600-h/gaivotas.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sd-YZtVDZDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YpZ3Nh5Gbg4/s400/gaivotas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323140852007265330" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-8284673166622067496?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-48482267436498481922009-03-28T15:36:00.000Z2009-03-28T15:58:05.419Z<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTp3_eWNekQ&hl=pt-br&fs=1&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTp3_eWNekQ&hl=pt-br&fs=1&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-4848226743649848192?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-76259587599562496142009-03-27T19:19:00.007Z2009-05-02T22:08:33.773+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sc0nZavchFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PPLAiKDvc6Y/s1600-h/Cartaz+exposi%C3%A7%C3%A3o+rua+das+flores.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sc0nZavchFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PPLAiKDvc6Y/s400/Cartaz+exposi%C3%A7%C3%A3o+rua+das+flores.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317950052622959698" /></a><br />Cidade das profissões. Rua das Flores. Porto<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-7625958759956249614?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-45961597368337690642009-03-22T15:40:00.004Z2009-03-22T16:52:55.619Z<div><embed src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=3098476543643858987&amp;site=widget-2b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-4596159736833769064?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-66725279845573695362009-03-15T23:05:00.002Z2009-03-15T23:17:10.892Z<object width="411" height="330"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRqI5R6L7ow&hl=pt-br&fs=1&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRqI5R6L7ow&hl=pt-br&fs=1&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always"allowfullscreen="true" width="411" height="330"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-6672527984557369536?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-13607536106733136372009-03-08T14:59:00.004Z2009-03-08T15:27:38.553ZNum tempo absorto,<br />encolho-me nas pontas de trajectos<br />absolutos.<br />Vagueio pelas sombras, atrapalhadamente<br />coladas a cantos, em ruas traçadas.<br />As minhas viagens quadriculadas de <br />desertos infinitos<br />deixam marcas nos teus cabelos<br />sob o céu, que tocas com os dedos<br />trazendo bolas de sabão agarradas.<br />Os meus sonhos suspirados <br />que rebentam e correm através das portas- <br />gaivotas pousam nos olhos<br />e observam recolhidas<br />o horizonte do mar vastissimo de muitos anos<br />e aberto para o teu pescoço derramado<br />no espaço plano do chão-<br />pregam-se à minha carne transparente.<br />Abandono-me no tempo absoluto<br />dos lençois escorregadios<br />e as estrelas colam-se aos olhos aguados.<br />Acolchoada com fazendas e tapetes<br />medito-te, projecto-te<br />faço-te aparecer.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-1360753610673313637?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-52213596587562501282009-03-07T22:37:00.003Z2009-03-07T23:02:11.267Z<div><embed src="http://widget-d3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=3098476543641761235&amp;site=widget-d3.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed></div> <br /><br />alguns exemplares das 42 esculturas realizadas com latas e plastico<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-5221359658756250128?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-76538076094191344022009-02-28T13:24:00.003Z2009-02-28T13:28:54.481Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sak7u8RCxvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0A0K0mHhO8s/s1600-h/borboleta+blue+blue.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5VUl9GaO4I/Sak7u8RCxvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0A0K0mHhO8s/s400/borboleta+blue+blue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307839313470473970" /></a><br />Acrilico sobre tela, 100cm x 100cm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-7653807609419134402?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8168080562280934951.post-100686888380333532009-02-16T19:07:00.002Z2009-02-16T19:22:13.603Zeu,<br />a partir de mim, eu sei<br />da importancia da superficie<br />que me dá as cordenadas dos espaços<br />o terreno das imperfeições onde piso.<br />lentamente o meu mundo constroi-se<br />por dentro<br />fabrico-o com introspecções<br />preciso dele. vivo dele.<br />estas anotações acrescentam, á ponte para ti<br />o outro de mim projectado<br />eu existo<br />no silencio, enrolada em tecidos transparentes...<br />a arte aparece como génese<br />de nada dizer, tudo fica exposto ao tempo.<br />indirectamente, com pequenas doses de elixir, <br />introduzes-te no meu universo fechado.<br />o meu corpo contorce-se <br />em dor de dependência, projecta-me no vazio<br />mas estou mais forte. Não fujo ao confronto?<br />com esse outro de mim que julgava morto?<br />movimento-me num perigoso labirinto que me retira do presente<br />este morre e regresso ao principio de mim<br />ao começo do mundo.<br />o que procuras nas regiões do visivel?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8168080562280934951-10068688838033353?l=refeitoriodalma.blogspot.com'/></div>Margarida Oliveirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694756159307472605noreply@blogger.com1