tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34818540223961599162024-03-07T06:05:14.915-03:00Cesar Morais Arte Renascentista (Renaissance Art)Pinturas á óleo, ilustrações e textos de Cesar Morais(Oil paintings, illustrations and texts by Cesar Morais)Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-58431332882613661042014-01-13T20:07:00.003-02:002014-04-07T11:16:02.688-03:00Estudo "MonaLisa/Gioconda"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Estudo "MonaLisa/Gioconda"</span></h3>
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Estudo p/ "Mona Lisa / Gioconda"</div>
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Carvão e óleo s/ Tela - 0,70x1,00 - </div>
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Desenho e pintura de Cesar Morais.<br />
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Por Cesar Morais. 2013<br />
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Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-31772797818801856612012-02-22T17:45:00.000-02:002014-04-07T11:19:37.118-03:00"A Coroação da Virgem"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>"A Coroação da Virgem" - Óleo s/ Tela - 1,00x1,33m - Releitura a partir de Obra de Diego Velázquez (1599-1660).</b><br />
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<b>Pintado por Cesar Morais - 2012.</b><br />
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Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-24923411471985808022012-02-09T14:36:00.001-02:002012-02-10T21:41:53.526-02:00"Arcano VIII / A Dama da Justiça"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"Arcano VIII / A Dama da Justiça".<br />
Óleo s/ Tela - 0,60x1,20m.<br />
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<span style="color: red;">STATUS</span>: Disponível.</div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-83324713478443704972011-12-11T14:55:00.001-02:002012-02-10T21:43:38.626-02:00Estudo "Mona Lisa / Gioconda" .<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Estudo p/ "Mona Lisa / Gioconda" de Leonardo da Vinci - Carvão s/ Tela - 0,70x1,00 - Desenho de Cesar Morais.<br />
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Por Cesar Morais. 2011<br />
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</div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-78658237020336677492011-07-10T11:52:00.002-03:002011-07-15T10:29:34.429-03:00"Moça com Brinco de Pérolas"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8MD-Hg-iQt3hyf9C9F5Y2zxXoSjEM_-Ggyzv1L-RsjW83u23YiRrAH_av0D9UBrxZoeIx2vx7FfLU2QW5CF25tk-4QTu_IOc_71GhEJ0BYO6AjUDrf0PRonsmQPROdMkiAMTk6dh2V5M/s1600/DSC01246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8MD-Hg-iQt3hyf9C9F5Y2zxXoSjEM_-Ggyzv1L-RsjW83u23YiRrAH_av0D9UBrxZoeIx2vx7FfLU2QW5CF25tk-4QTu_IOc_71GhEJ0BYO6AjUDrf0PRonsmQPROdMkiAMTk6dh2V5M/s320/DSC01246.JPG" width="240" /></a></div> <strong>"Moça com Brinco de Pérolas" - Óleo s/ Tela - 0,30 x 0,40 cm.</strong><br />
<strong>Releitura a partir de obra de Johannes Vermeer (1632-1675).</strong><br />
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<strong>Pintado por Cesar Morais - 2011.</strong><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCOBhrYeQERnc62pQVCozDO6wBXuTMqe3Ddfv6catN8HjABQBSGk75PwfcN_p4i0KJ-KS9VD2NYim14lINo6R9i0gmEjoEHaX5g7eu_1PAXF-e1qhzMQgXGRi_uCAXCGVxro6yQm0mvvk/s1600/DSC01250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCOBhrYeQERnc62pQVCozDO6wBXuTMqe3Ddfv6catN8HjABQBSGk75PwfcN_p4i0KJ-KS9VD2NYim14lINo6R9i0gmEjoEHaX5g7eu_1PAXF-e1qhzMQgXGRi_uCAXCGVxro6yQm0mvvk/s320/DSC01250.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-85443812017159730822011-06-28T13:03:00.005-03:002011-07-15T10:30:02.337-03:00"Rembrandt - Auto Retrato"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCiEAcj1_S-cTnK3-SAmM9qXXr4iUJAkzw2xBEThqrDTBjDqrpix9WMu1hPG6HtlqJ8ZV5pSbnnXG0I_4d1s2f1YVzCnlUd-iHpyzadsunofOMjIbSjfuioT6ryk5Y5w38lPBsmLDU3U/s1600/Rembrandt++%25284%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCiEAcj1_S-cTnK3-SAmM9qXXr4iUJAkzw2xBEThqrDTBjDqrpix9WMu1hPG6HtlqJ8ZV5pSbnnXG0I_4d1s2f1YVzCnlUd-iHpyzadsunofOMjIbSjfuioT6ryk5Y5w38lPBsmLDU3U/s320/Rembrandt++%25284%2529.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><strong>"Rembrandt - Auto Retrato" - Óleo s/ Tela - 0,40 x 0,50 cm.</strong><br />
<strong>Releitura apartir de auto retrato de Rembrandt.</strong><br />
<strong>(Rembrandt Harmenszoon Van Rijn - 1606-1669).</strong><br />
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</strong><br />
<strong>Pintado por Cesar Morais. (2011)</strong><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXk-kthgF4lL8hCbT6eOx0CRGI3E4r0OVmfj6Dg55S9_qK1Jr9Cquw5cldWatVCuSYMk3Ms5wVDWOEWkkiQDQzRPFnHUQysIjxsW0N_F-7QBhcfnB1HjswlOW4eGWjwdU1UzLRz2yfYag/s1600/Rembrandt++%25285%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXk-kthgF4lL8hCbT6eOx0CRGI3E4r0OVmfj6Dg55S9_qK1Jr9Cquw5cldWatVCuSYMk3Ms5wVDWOEWkkiQDQzRPFnHUQysIjxsW0N_F-7QBhcfnB1HjswlOW4eGWjwdU1UzLRz2yfYag/s320/Rembrandt++%25285%2529.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><span style="color: red;">STATUS </span><span style="color: black;">: Disponível.</span></div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-11985559429686026522011-01-16T15:54:00.003-02:002011-07-15T10:30:31.756-03:00"São Jorge"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHVALExOpr-syFhZ30ud0z7pFd4l1W9-RRHzn8glRd7AeMoNkqKifc7eZ9aqX_WXMetUngOPb-DGKrUjaY-L-QGVRlRpPx3BUpNvleo7o6ngSvd2ccadOEvM1GDc_ik8LHNJoKjMOE_mI/s1600/S%25C3%25A3o+Jorge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHVALExOpr-syFhZ30ud0z7pFd4l1W9-RRHzn8glRd7AeMoNkqKifc7eZ9aqX_WXMetUngOPb-DGKrUjaY-L-QGVRlRpPx3BUpNvleo7o6ngSvd2ccadOEvM1GDc_ik8LHNJoKjMOE_mI/s320/S%25C3%25A3o+Jorge.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>" São Jorge" - Óleo s/ Tela - 0,60 x 0,80 cm.<br />
(Inacabado).<br />
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Pintado por Cesar Morais.(2010)</div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-50925415898540325692011-01-16T15:51:00.002-02:002011-07-15T10:30:56.935-03:00"Fortuna"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhvmN9Ywjma6BefCDLqIAQ6ww6Bi02q-gSvVc_CbytnfFpwNgjy7MjqaIF2A9UL9iVkpRCeAaASQ1F_JwUjee1qXOMDrXFjxkZxisQfOicEbWleAX7ZRgUGXbxZcAIpHVZpLKXkCU9xJc/s1600/Fortuna.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhvmN9Ywjma6BefCDLqIAQ6ww6Bi02q-gSvVc_CbytnfFpwNgjy7MjqaIF2A9UL9iVkpRCeAaASQ1F_JwUjee1qXOMDrXFjxkZxisQfOicEbWleAX7ZRgUGXbxZcAIpHVZpLKXkCU9xJc/s320/Fortuna.JPG" width="219" /></a></div><strong>"Fortuna" - óleo s/ tela. - 1,00 x 0,70 m.</strong><br />
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<strong>Status: Acervo.</strong></div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-40295266868453806402010-08-17T15:08:00.002-03:002011-07-15T10:31:17.635-03:00"Jasão e o Velocino de Ouro" - Detalhe<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX7u4t0wiB8oCdOeKQmBfAuFLim8B2TmI5xpYcZTBewryTtTyHBPvfFeo9xrHes_eXnPCA1BCyHNJB37hVyxWv3E-HwT3-asIvQlCMfTwirzFcBuU-fGDG6uSBY7BhgU2zHhiLZv11XPY/s1600/Jas%C3%A3o+e+o+Velo+de+Ouro+%283%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX7u4t0wiB8oCdOeKQmBfAuFLim8B2TmI5xpYcZTBewryTtTyHBPvfFeo9xrHes_eXnPCA1BCyHNJB37hVyxWv3E-HwT3-asIvQlCMfTwirzFcBuU-fGDG6uSBY7BhgU2zHhiLZv11XPY/s200/Jas%C3%A3o+e+o+Velo+de+Ouro+%283%29.jpg" width="150" /></strong></a><strong>"Jasão e o Velocino de Ouro" - Detalhe - Óleo s/ tela.</strong><br />
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<strong>Pintado por Cesar Morais.(2009)</strong><br />
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<strong>Status: Disponível.</strong></div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-88453288853881895022010-08-16T11:24:00.006-03:002011-07-15T10:31:33.816-03:00Jasão e o Velocino de Ouro<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bmhLJ4RNFS3gEL1KOje3w3ZrxtNEYNMA-sLMWR1BrIfRiMRRATTG-lkT8D6SfhsCLxob0WGkJg1IpBEK-Gsnq3C1nKS4ZlTLPJijNoKE7vxgWfZzrjdPzV2_u5321Ep8Ve0hHCGlLuw/s1600/Jas%C3%A3o+e+o+Velo+de+ouro+%285%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bmhLJ4RNFS3gEL1KOje3w3ZrxtNEYNMA-sLMWR1BrIfRiMRRATTG-lkT8D6SfhsCLxob0WGkJg1IpBEK-Gsnq3C1nKS4ZlTLPJijNoKE7vxgWfZzrjdPzV2_u5321Ep8Ve0hHCGlLuw/s200/Jas%C3%A3o+e+o+Velo+de+ouro+%285%29.jpg" width="150" /></a></div>"<b>Jasão e o Velocino de Ouro" - Óleo s/ Tela - 1,00 x 0,70 cm.</b><b> </b><br />
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<strong>Pintado por Cesar Morais.(2009)</strong><br />
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<strong>Status: Disponível.</strong></div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-74135449901265622282009-12-31T09:04:00.002-02:002011-07-15T10:31:54.378-03:00Baixo Relevo Maya<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLqowWtFeXneCjS330Oz63uwU0YICiKR5BGZKMSOp3toMRE803OpC2_EUBO1qEThyphenhyphenQ5adZ4xaLXS7MHP0rHkGMa3ppnO46Otls5qJfBUj03WjFYd9NEMj7aygfmsV2JHPsnByyrNiE_qk/s1600-h/Dintel.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLqowWtFeXneCjS330Oz63uwU0YICiKR5BGZKMSOp3toMRE803OpC2_EUBO1qEThyphenhyphenQ5adZ4xaLXS7MHP0rHkGMa3ppnO46Otls5qJfBUj03WjFYd9NEMj7aygfmsV2JHPsnByyrNiE_qk/s200/Dintel.JPG" /></a></div><strong>"Baixo Relevo Maya" - Nanquim s/ cartão.</strong><br />
<strong><br />
</strong><br />
<strong>Releitura feita apartir de baixo relevo em</strong><br />
<strong>dintel de Yaxchilan, Chiapas, México.</strong><br />
<strong>( Fim do período clássico, 600/900.)</strong><br />
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</strong><br />
<strong>Desenhado por Cesar Morais.(2008)</strong><br />
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<strong>Status: Disponível.</strong></div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-71720098272153711002009-12-30T22:28:00.000-02:002009-12-30T23:15:56.164-02:00Maya nas Alturas<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggdGYOOhP03duZ-BvU3CYDG4_sfua7xvTpvvOCI3Yym-4kJ2kV_FvoPSQVUnAGL7bLLFC5urq9b2y6rwqOqiJ9LVW06tnP0RmaR48fB9d7XPBTdUB5oeSc3YLrSeKwxhTb8L8ZtCoXdkM/s1600-h/Maya+nas+Alturas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggdGYOOhP03duZ-BvU3CYDG4_sfua7xvTpvvOCI3Yym-4kJ2kV_FvoPSQVUnAGL7bLLFC5urq9b2y6rwqOqiJ9LVW06tnP0RmaR48fB9d7XPBTdUB5oeSc3YLrSeKwxhTb8L8ZtCoXdkM/s200/Maya+nas+Alturas.jpg" /></a>"Maya nas Alturas" - Nanquin s/ cartão.<br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;">Ilustração inspirada no livro "O Vôo da Serpente Emplumada" de Armando Cosani.<br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;">"A mais de três mil metros de altura, o homem dos Andes tem, forçosamente,que sentir<br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;">em termos grandiosos. Se o seu pensamento estivesse a mesma altura que seu sentimento,<br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">a raça não haveria degenerado" - Página 61.<br />
</div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-15806752690177953392009-12-14T17:36:00.000-02:002009-12-14T21:28:48.989-02:00Poema<strong>Poema XXI - ( Escrito em 17/03/2009).</strong><br />
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Oceano de vida universal<br />
profundezas do Eterno<br />
nada nos é estranho<br />
<br />
De onde provém<br />
e para onde<br />
Sempre <br />
se retorna<br />
<br />
Lugar do Eterno<br />
e do Agora<br />
do sempre <br />
do nunca<br />
<br />
Vida que se renova<br />
antes mesmo<br />
de envelhecer<br />
Alegria intrínseca<br />
<br />
Cores absolutas<br />
incontestáveis<br />
Água <br />
Fogo.<br />
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Cesar MoraisCesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-7817558200642430032009-11-29T15:41:00.000-02:002009-11-29T15:41:28.936-02:00Retrato de Criança<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpjxZpkUZpgoAc3u5uQ9JJFfTdiNYUTZKnmBRAK_KVhtN8EOKrSIz5BCCzjrp3icSVqXlVAOVLwi9RpU6nK6-yPFpbdIYk8eUluc9_bcQ7x9Qtp6aMBGcKzw-55tGcxqvoPvqcWrnCzRs/s1600/Crian%C3%A7a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpjxZpkUZpgoAc3u5uQ9JJFfTdiNYUTZKnmBRAK_KVhtN8EOKrSIz5BCCzjrp3icSVqXlVAOVLwi9RpU6nK6-yPFpbdIYk8eUluc9_bcQ7x9Qtp6aMBGcKzw-55tGcxqvoPvqcWrnCzRs/s200/Crian%C3%A7a.JPG" yr="true" /></a><br />
</div>"Retrato de Criança" - Grafite s/ cartão.Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-57636031531270055282009-11-25T21:16:00.000-02:002009-12-06T12:37:11.912-02:00"Sobre a Arte"<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">"SOBRE A ARTE ( Texto escrito em 17/07/2001)."<br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;">Existe um conto que diz que havia um velho sábio que vagava de povoado em povoado a fim de ministrar ensinamentos espirituais aos aldeãos, e para isso necessitava antes descobrir-lhes o nível psicológico em que se encontravam, para isso usava um método eficiente de investigá-los a nível grupal: ele ouvia a suas músicas, desse modo, saberia como andava o povo espiritualmente, e como poderia lhes ajudar.<br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Parece correta atitude do velho sábio? Se a resposta for afirmativa, teríamos motivos para nos envergonhar, nós contemporâneos? Têm surgido novas “Mona Lisas”? Novas Pietás? Nonas Sinfonias? Divinas Comédias? Existiria uma forma de arte universal e perene que teria sido captada por alguns mestres, dentro de seu tempo, da qual nos afastamos quase por completo atualmente? <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO-zv6T2JbXyb-B8GWtD9mZpnLGQUawPXExvZdGQc6VKD-TtPldtwZmfLBJ7ItjQj29E1rWPWA-8jexQNELGWpnV3N8oVnd70egVMvub3Y4vwhkGTav6j7VwEiFBjgq688FyQ8oKYUhEI/s1600-h/DPMA011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" er="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO-zv6T2JbXyb-B8GWtD9mZpnLGQUawPXExvZdGQc6VKD-TtPldtwZmfLBJ7ItjQj29E1rWPWA-8jexQNELGWpnV3N8oVnd70egVMvub3Y4vwhkGTav6j7VwEiFBjgq688FyQ8oKYUhEI/s320/DPMA011.JPG" /></a>Seria perigoso afirmar a nossa perca de espiritualidade atual, falta de inspiração em que nos encontramos. Tocar nesses pontos, talvez seria de fato cair na maldição de alguns, que com razão se manifestariam, pois, deve-se levar em conta que o artista é livre para se expressar como julguem correto. Mas se levar-nos em conta a situação atual do mundo, que se tornou mais violento, mais desumano, e a arte tão distante do que foi na renascença, terra relação entre si estes dois itens ? O mundo é o que o homem faz dele, a arte é fruto do que o artista leva dentro de si. O artista é homem. Pensemos...<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;">Lembremos, também que os grandes mestres, em suas épocas, tiveram problemas de compreensão, muitos foram admirados, porém, foram compreendidos a fundo ? E os pontos incógnitos até hoje nas grandes obras primas ? Michelângelo ao pintar “A Criação dos Astros” incluiu quatro crianças ao lado do ''Ancião dos Dias'' , que ordena imperiosamente ao sol e a Lua; o que significaria estas crianças ? Os quatro elementos, fundamentais à criação ? A história da arte não conseguiu decifrar o que representavam. Teria Michelângelo captado essa forma de arte, entre outros, que o destacava dos demais em seu tempo ? Teria ele um nível de consciência concernente à essa forma de arte ? Teria ele, através se sua arte, dado certos ''recados'' a outros que possuíam o mesmo nível ? <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;">São muitas as perguntas, e também são muitos os exemplos, nos mais diferentes campos : Paracelso, Dante, Hipócrates, Beethoven,...No entanto, relativo à pintura, a qual aqui nos detemos, os exemplos são dos mais curiosos : O que quis representar Leonardo ao pintar uma trilha espiral à esquerda da ''Gioconda'', e outro, reto, à direita ? Um caminho direto para se chegar à divindade ? Religare ? E o espiral, talvez, onde se dê voltas e não se chega a lugar algum ? O que o levaria a fazer um desenho da coluna vertebral com dois cordões entrelaçados à mesma ? Teria também a estudar a anatomia oculta do ser humano ? Seria esses cordões os mesmos ''Idá'' e ''Pingalá'' citados nas religiões indostânicas ?<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;">Se poderia dizer que o estranho Caravaggio faria parte do fluxo dessa linhagem ? Fazer quadros com pessoas humildes sendo abençoadas pelo menino, nos braços da Virgem, seria apenas uma aversão pessoal à burguesia de sua época ? Ou um ''recado'' de que a humildade é uma grande virtude da alma ? E os Santos e Cristos, as vezes rejeitados pelo tratamento excessivamente humano que tinham? Quisera ele mostrar que o divino se alcança a partir do humano? Incontestavelmente, estes mestres fizeram da espiritualidade, da busca do Divino, uma parte complementar ás suas obras de arte. <br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ5r8Qbd90oJoJyVCtTeBFYwa6zNM932L_5VMeArO7CcWqhQMt2fxAurwAWV8GzRYgeFWG0Ojpyv5DJP5lnlgl47xTL8stO0X9EGZdJmJKkoxq4RV4pV8e8mRDn77YN5_66yL62hscNPk/s1600/Floresta+dos+suicidas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ5r8Qbd90oJoJyVCtTeBFYwa6zNM932L_5VMeArO7CcWqhQMt2fxAurwAWV8GzRYgeFWG0Ojpyv5DJP5lnlgl47xTL8stO0X9EGZdJmJKkoxq4RV4pV8e8mRDn77YN5_66yL62hscNPk/s320/Floresta+dos+suicidas.jpg" yr="true" /></a><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Deste modo, a arte universal e o nível superior de consciência que a assimila, estariam bem próximo da suprema Verdade Divina, ou senão à própria. Esse nível psicológico traria consigo faculdades distintas das ordinárias, e comum na maioria das pessoas : Clarividência ? Intuição ? Inspiração elevada ? Alguns Mestres se calaram a respeito do assunto, mas esse não foi o caso do romântico inglês William Blake. Místico, visionário, poeta, prosador, gravador e pintor, nunca escondeu as experiências visionárias com a qual convivia desde a tenra idade até o fim de sua vida. Terra ele aberta as suas “portas da percepção” ? Que figuras tão estranhas ele pintava : Ora desproporcionais, mal sombreadas, mas, deveria isso ser levado em consideração? Já que, segundo o próprio Blake, pintava aquilo que via? Porque pintura tão pouco refinadas causaram e ainda causaram e ainda estupefação, a ponto de se buscar o que pensava esse homem, o que via? Por qual razão um homem mentiria tanto? Por dinheiro? É sabido que pouquíssimo crédito lhe davam em seu tempo. Se assim foi, porque continuaria mentindo a vida toda ?<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguVntioF-N-kxv3prCscirl8s3H03iy1HfhOUU1oYWIahBgnoA1Zn8_01y4uwf261vJcjY30SeNfEFJ_HJ3MRFlGdlW1Xh2YvXT-HbJ3CGRl8TOlaQdT5Q0yUu5C5m4lZoaImnhGWQQM/s1600-h/42loreto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" er="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguVntioF-N-kxv3prCscirl8s3H03iy1HfhOUU1oYWIahBgnoA1Zn8_01y4uwf261vJcjY30SeNfEFJ_HJ3MRFlGdlW1Xh2YvXT-HbJ3CGRl8TOlaQdT5Q0yUu5C5m4lZoaImnhGWQQM/s320/42loreto.jpg" /></a>Além de tudo, pode-se apostar algo mais na existência de um ramo superior de arte universal, posto que a história da arte chegou a um denominador comum referente a alguns dos grandes mestres, embora apresentassem algumas características de sua época, pareciam não pertencer a ela, e sim á todas. Suas preocupações não se resumiam apenas aos problemas estéticos, espaciais e plásticos, mas também ao temático, seus simbolismos e a tarefa de uní-los a um princípio de proporcionar à humanidade, através de sua arte, uma forma de melhora psíquica, moral e espiritual para se alcançar a divindade...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">"O homem só atinge a perfeição quando compreende o belo"<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Assim, a arte segue fiel à sua função entre os homens, que é de mostrar a si mesmos como se encontram interiormente, permitindo que somente aqueles de coração mais ousados a possuam.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">As respostas às mais profundas perguntas seguem existindo, porém ocultas no mais profundo de nós mesmos...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">"Homo Nosce Te Ipsum..." (Homem conhece-te a ti mesmo..)<br />
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</div></div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-6247097943793550882009-11-25T21:11:00.000-02:002009-12-30T23:13:03.291-02:00"Quetzalcoatl"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaJNQDhnQMP2SLpi4DYDOmM07ZOf236J0fl_dPfnD4RD3q79Ko30rp2Qm0o6sTdL0X_DSaLjo7JotJTKxP1c_qAxp8bh6uvvypSuUI9Q-6lJOsIg0p-euOlhyphenhyphenRyyWDTOtstu5QeSvFfK4/s1600/figura_maya.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaJNQDhnQMP2SLpi4DYDOmM07ZOf236J0fl_dPfnD4RD3q79Ko30rp2Qm0o6sTdL0X_DSaLjo7JotJTKxP1c_qAxp8bh6uvvypSuUI9Q-6lJOsIg0p-euOlhyphenhyphenRyyWDTOtstu5QeSvFfK4/s200/figura_maya.JPG" yr="true" /></a>"Quetzalcoat e o mago Tezcatlipoca" - Nanquim s/ cartão.<br />
Releitura de fragmento de um livro de ritual Asteca.Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-47842152126710034132009-08-08T16:43:00.000-03:002009-08-08T23:13:03.908-03:00"Mutus Liber"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigVKNm3Zz9sm5k-ImwH5_ef3hyphenhyphenL-Y2cimsP2Wqqf_03_ya1LsgUFglo9pE9RuZ7a7YeRE2PpplKCkDMgJxKgIbQfxe3nrNqo8wohQmxXFD-Fsd2-PuWVt__2o0uJKQWnw2KWQQx5aR8v8/s1600-h/Mutus+Liber.front.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367681589979014722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigVKNm3Zz9sm5k-ImwH5_ef3hyphenhyphenL-Y2cimsP2Wqqf_03_ya1LsgUFglo9pE9RuZ7a7YeRE2PpplKCkDMgJxKgIbQfxe3nrNqo8wohQmxXFD-Fsd2-PuWVt__2o0uJKQWnw2KWQQx5aR8v8/s200/Mutus+Liber.front.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Mutus Liber" - Nanquin s/ Cartão.<br />Releitura do frontospício de "Mutus Liber"( O Livro Mudo), o livro sem palavras, sobre alquimia.Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-53409257388938938092009-08-08T16:36:00.000-03:002009-12-30T23:13:03.292-02:00Chichen Itzá (Cenote)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYnEbRpdbc4SR7_of1xRFr4AUK9YkUn-eAAimCZPPwflo9Fkn0kXiixNx8m_hlFlxNac6nQbLLJ47g1oaWr0OgBoGpePE9aIV9Ziy_9y3bGD11mBUhnX1fSLY2s5QIk9y7fNTQ2KjS_rQ/s1600-h/Cenote.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367679607627378850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYnEbRpdbc4SR7_of1xRFr4AUK9YkUn-eAAimCZPPwflo9Fkn0kXiixNx8m_hlFlxNac6nQbLLJ47g1oaWr0OgBoGpePE9aIV9Ziy_9y3bGD11mBUhnX1fSLY2s5QIk9y7fNTQ2KjS_rQ/s200/Cenote.JPG" border="0" /></a>"Chichen Itzá (Cenote)" - Nanquin s/ Cartão.<br />Ilustração inspirada no livro "O Vôo da Serpente Emplumada" de Armando Cosani.<br />"Cenote - Poço de água subterrânea. O Cenote Sagrado existiu em Chichen Itzá e era lugar de cerimônias místicas." - Pg. 105.Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-1746236710697322482009-08-08T16:33:00.000-03:002009-12-30T23:13:03.292-02:00Sol Maya<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHnmnTgbFB9HNyN_Kubhm7wMurQxy3uuOi0OWPh5pob3y_mlmomwbzVR64Ohsy1eyMRkJk-Lq7017KNOJ9DcaQn4HVO_Xk0xnyiJOQtXNXcOa9JT2j7FXox0bNECms48dCWVekX_T9ppY/s1600-h/sol_cadaverico.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367678450912263506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHnmnTgbFB9HNyN_Kubhm7wMurQxy3uuOi0OWPh5pob3y_mlmomwbzVR64Ohsy1eyMRkJk-Lq7017KNOJ9DcaQn4HVO_Xk0xnyiJOQtXNXcOa9JT2j7FXox0bNECms48dCWVekX_T9ppY/s200/sol_cadaverico.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Sol Maya" - Nanquin s/ Cartão.<br />Ilustração inspirada no livro "O Vôo da Serpente Emplumada" de Armando Cosani.<br />"Livro Três" - Pg. 130Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-44916284332254723342009-08-08T16:25:00.000-03:002009-12-30T23:13:03.293-02:00O Pauah do Poente<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ93PqyZZ6y-Lk1pr1WoQ9tSSCk1C-PsTvBkEC61xefJFIqG-iwUKeOynzGCZtobpIX6ZP5GLaFjToHwSujlU4HfiBWIrkgpv-p9F9GoR_l4ZeOF7keq0HjiM7O0tT72fdLdJLgSnwZyM/s1600-h/Pauah+do+poente.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367677188485992114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ93PqyZZ6y-Lk1pr1WoQ9tSSCk1C-PsTvBkEC61xefJFIqG-iwUKeOynzGCZtobpIX6ZP5GLaFjToHwSujlU4HfiBWIrkgpv-p9F9GoR_l4ZeOF7keq0HjiM7O0tT72fdLdJLgSnwZyM/s200/Pauah+do+poente.JPG" border="0" /></a> "O Pauah do Poente" - Nanquin s/ Cartão.<br />Ilustração inspirada no livro "O Vôo da Serpente Emplumada" de Armando Cosani.<br />"Quem queira viver, aprenda a morrer, disse o Pauah do Poente". - Pg. 130.Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-13316604194694459192009-08-08T16:16:00.000-03:002009-12-30T23:13:03.293-02:00Forças da Vida e da Morte<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4zGygh3-Y4170M1Hr-Q86Z47Zm-zxXx5T7HmYionkGD2OuRwilUSBb2O4KIJlKv0R6C9kHs4FCFZkfnGqVXCcPcSgfw6uGlgetVs5FeQGGv8mM5Tyg4fqXznsxGfbTauDitICZkPYJ5E/s1600-h/vida_e_morte1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367674493769818018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4zGygh3-Y4170M1Hr-Q86Z47Zm-zxXx5T7HmYionkGD2OuRwilUSBb2O4KIJlKv0R6C9kHs4FCFZkfnGqVXCcPcSgfw6uGlgetVs5FeQGGv8mM5Tyg4fqXznsxGfbTauDitICZkPYJ5E/s200/vida_e_morte1.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Forças da Vida e da Morte" - Nanquin s/ cartão.<br />Ilustração inspirada no livro "O Vôo da Serpente Emplumada" de Armando Cosani.<br />"O misterioso impulso que fixa tua atenção nestes manuscritos, não é senão o eco do grito que tem despertado a Essência Imortal do teu próprio sangue. E junto ao invocar as Forças Gloriosas da Vida, também tens evocado as Sinistras Forças da Morte." - Pg. 92.Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-88145893309149749312009-08-08T16:06:00.000-03:002009-12-30T23:13:03.293-02:00Espargir luz sobre Judas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCptZ6DLBmsUXydwECK3v_QT1UYD2mIzv77_IrKQrF-q6USSHR0V10qRVHNIKHPwtu0K-1boTo-CDPh-GseXp5ve32FVe9aZP8DSwyp3SlrHW-LWDp5AcCdqY1r3sgE_7ZP5gJTj-6pu8/s1600-h/Serpente+emplumada.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367672215040543986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCptZ6DLBmsUXydwECK3v_QT1UYD2mIzv77_IrKQrF-q6USSHR0V10qRVHNIKHPwtu0K-1boTo-CDPh-GseXp5ve32FVe9aZP8DSwyp3SlrHW-LWDp5AcCdqY1r3sgE_7ZP5gJTj-6pu8/s200/Serpente+emplumada.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Espargir luz sobre Judas" - Nanquin s/cartão.<br />Ilustração inspirada no livro "O Vôo da Serpente Emplumada" de Armando Cosani.<br />"(...) o conteúdo desta obra e que o objetivo seja "ajudar a espargir luz sobre Judas"..." - Pg. 04.Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-33425234766280901752009-08-08T15:33:00.000-03:002009-08-08T23:15:02.740-03:00Vitor Hugo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQ6mGLbAoLIw6EU3uP-EvKGfSx2w0rhM5D8BeVoD8zWpHKSanp92iftTBChi5Rh6VugFzBhIj325rEZFaZno4Wxux-lW5D3mOH5U6dl0-SX4U8bJrtD3kENgTmZGVopAUoGhS0y60lWw/s1600-h/Vitor+Hugo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367663089685433522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQ6mGLbAoLIw6EU3uP-EvKGfSx2w0rhM5D8BeVoD8zWpHKSanp92iftTBChi5Rh6VugFzBhIj325rEZFaZno4Wxux-lW5D3mOH5U6dl0-SX4U8bJrtD3kENgTmZGVopAUoGhS0y60lWw/s200/Vitor+Hugo.jpg" border="0" /></a> "Vitor Hugo" - Óleo s/ tela.<br />Pintura realizada a partir de foto de Vitor Hugo.Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-47592370988968550942009-08-08T15:26:00.000-03:002009-08-08T23:15:02.740-03:00La Gioconda"La Gioconda"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUR5iK5W0_jLqYqIWr4l9Hkg6f-Xj6-hCPZ8qtL50HZ0dRMHt4mFZqUrGFRBtG4DZ-w07HPBsj78OQoUlvn1wl6DUPR1HTuTwOKX-UMww1CXv8_LiyfgbdGtoUK6MhUODgQTrJQoWWBIo/s1600-h/Gioconda10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367661654587650306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUR5iK5W0_jLqYqIWr4l9Hkg6f-Xj6-hCPZ8qtL50HZ0dRMHt4mFZqUrGFRBtG4DZ-w07HPBsj78OQoUlvn1wl6DUPR1HTuTwOKX-UMww1CXv8_LiyfgbdGtoUK6MhUODgQTrJQoWWBIo/s200/Gioconda10.jpg" border="0" /></a> Releitura a partir de obra prima de Leonardo da Vinci - Óleo s/tela<br /><div></div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481854022396159916.post-57384581984513349102009-08-08T15:19:00.000-03:002009-08-08T23:15:02.741-03:00Beatriz<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjbidrKM5QG1-lxiFwro5WUtxLTyeXMtk9TirbfoTKXoS5R20QmaEHk5YgHTzeXtsbpHUZ8AhLqG2d3oCMRdQypUH7iFr_2Bh7dVDBcB9jqfHjCB9vSUY5bN3voknlni2_rRN4WTUR94c/s1600-h/Beatriz.7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367660492059862130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjbidrKM5QG1-lxiFwro5WUtxLTyeXMtk9TirbfoTKXoS5R20QmaEHk5YgHTzeXtsbpHUZ8AhLqG2d3oCMRdQypUH7iFr_2Bh7dVDBcB9jqfHjCB9vSUY5bN3voknlni2_rRN4WTUR94c/s200/Beatriz.7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>"Inspirado em "Divina Comédia" - Óleo s/ tela</div>Cesar Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916538598121244929noreply@blogger.com0