<?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-18703790</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:27:08.649-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Arte da Vida - Raul Faccio</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-5844654863249510321</id><published>2008-09-13T18:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:03:34.825-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Floresta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/SMw39_pQefI/AAAAAAAAACs/yGW7E_vlBD8/s1600-h/R+floresta+aquarela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/SMw39_pQefI/AAAAAAAAACs/yGW7E_vlBD8/s320/R+floresta+aquarela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245629204175813106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de muiiitooooo tempo sem postar,retorno e espero estar mantendo sempre atualizado.&lt;br /&gt;Essa ilustração foi uma experiência feita com aquarela e pincel mais solto.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei do resultado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-5844654863249510321?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/5844654863249510321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=5844654863249510321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5844654863249510321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5844654863249510321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/floresta.html' title='Floresta'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/SMw39_pQefI/AAAAAAAAACs/yGW7E_vlBD8/s72-c/R+floresta+aquarela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-5870732163553654289</id><published>2007-09-01T19:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:07.124-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Guerreiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rtnq2R9GBFI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9i-pePxRf8/s1600-h/R+5tinta+acr%C3%ADlica.jpg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rtnq2R9GBFI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9i-pePxRf8/s320/R+5tinta+acr%C3%ADlica.jpg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105369870854653010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Uma das primeiras ilustrações que fiz.&lt;br /&gt;Feito com tinta acrílica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-5870732163553654289?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5870732163553654289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5870732163553654289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/guerreiro.html' title='Guerreiro'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rtnq2R9GBFI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9i-pePxRf8/s72-c/R+5tinta+acr%C3%ADlica.jpg.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-222737794496472848</id><published>2007-08-28T13:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:07.317-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Matrix Reloaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RtRP8B9GBEI/AAAAAAAAACc/KDat0jqk7MY/s1600-h/R+caf%C3%A9+matrix+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RtRP8B9GBEI/AAAAAAAAACc/KDat0jqk7MY/s320/R+caf%C3%A9+matrix+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103792170453042242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cena da luta de Neo contra Seraph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Feito com café.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-222737794496472848?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/222737794496472848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/222737794496472848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/matrix-reloaded.html' title='Matrix Reloaded'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RtRP8B9GBEI/AAAAAAAAACc/KDat0jqk7MY/s72-c/R+caf%C3%A9+matrix+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-1604619762072164372</id><published>2007-08-21T17:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:07.448-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RstLNR9GBDI/AAAAAAAAACU/VD7GU3cHow0/s1600-h/Bird-frotagem+com+giz+pastel+oleoso004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RstLNR9GBDI/AAAAAAAAACU/VD7GU3cHow0/s320/Bird-frotagem+com+giz+pastel+oleoso004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101253694457250866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Técnica de Frotagem feita com tinta a óleo em papel arroz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-1604619762072164372?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/1604619762072164372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/1604619762072164372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/bird.html' title='Bird'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RstLNR9GBDI/AAAAAAAAACU/VD7GU3cHow0/s72-c/Bird-frotagem+com+giz+pastel+oleoso004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-7075497249085612067</id><published>2007-08-15T12:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:07.580-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RsMkXQMealI/AAAAAAAAACM/7ZKH-1NSYZM/s1600-h/Raul+paisagem+corot+lÃ¡pis+aquarelado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098959185016416850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RsMkXQMealI/AAAAAAAAACM/7ZKH-1NSYZM/s320/Raul+paisagem+corot+l%C3%A1pis+aquarelado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Releitura de uma pintura de Corot feito com lápis aquarelado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-7075497249085612067?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/7075497249085612067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/7075497249085612067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/lagoa.html' title='Lagoa'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RsMkXQMealI/AAAAAAAAACM/7ZKH-1NSYZM/s72-c/Raul+paisagem+corot+l%C3%A1pis+aquarelado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-2661206427667302850</id><published>2007-08-11T14:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:07.924-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O Véu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rr3utAMeakI/AAAAAAAAACA/yiynJe_l8TI/s1600-h/R+caf%C3%A9+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rr3utAMeakI/AAAAAAAAACA/yiynJe_l8TI/s320/R+caf%C3%A9+woman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097492810167118402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A Alvorada do Amor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Um horror, grande e mudo, um silêncio profundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    No dia do Pecado amortalhava o mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    E Adão, vendo fechar-se a porta do Éden, vendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Que Eva olhava o deserto e hesitava tremendo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Chega-te a mim! entra no meu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    E e à minha carne entrega a tua carne em flor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Preme contra o meu peito o teu seio agitado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    E aprende a amar o Amor, renovando o pecado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Abençôo o teu crime, acolho o teu desgôsto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Bebo-te, de uma em uma, as lágrimas do rosto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Vê tudo nos repele! a tôda a criação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Sacode o mesmo horror e a mesma indignação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    A cólera de Deus torce as árvores, cresta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Como um tufão de fogo o seio da floresta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Abre a terra em vulcões, encrespa a água dos rios;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    As estrêlas estão cheias de calefrios;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Ruge soturno o mar; turva-se hediondo o céu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Vamos! que importa Deus? Desata, como um véu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Sôbre a tua nudez a cabeleira! Vamos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Arda em chamas o chão; rasguem-te a pele os ramos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Morda-te o corpo o sol; injuriem-te os ninhos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Surjam feras a uivar de todos os caminhos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    E, vendo-te a sangrar das urzes através,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Se amaranhem no chão as serpes aos teus pés...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Que importa? o Amor, botão apenas entreaberto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Ilumina o degrêdo e perfuma o deserto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Amo-te! sou feliz! porque, do Éden perdido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Levo tudo, levando o teu corpo querido!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Pode, em redor de ti, tudo se aniquilar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Tudo renascerá cantando ao teu olhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Tudo, mares e céus, árvores e montanhas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Porque a Vida perpétua arde em tuas entranhas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Rosas te brotarão da bôca, se cantares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Rios te correrão dos olhos, se chorares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    E se, em tôrno ao teu corpo encantador e nú,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Tudo morrer, que importa? A natureza és tu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Agora que és mulher, agora que pecaste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Ah! bendito o momento em que me revelaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    O amor com teu pecado, e a vida com o teu crime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Porque, livre de Deus, redimido e sublime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Homem fico na terra, luz dos olhos teus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    Terra, melhor que o Céu! homem maior que Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Olavo Bilac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ilustração feita com café.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-2661206427667302850?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/2661206427667302850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/2661206427667302850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-vu.html' title='O Véu'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rr3utAMeakI/AAAAAAAAACA/yiynJe_l8TI/s72-c/R+caf%C3%A9+woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-3903899902224988822</id><published>2007-08-09T17:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:08.073-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempestade ao entardecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rrt3iAMeaiI/AAAAAAAAABw/s8kItSsLyhg/s1600-h/tempest+acrilica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rrt3iAMeaiI/AAAAAAAAABw/s8kItSsLyhg/s320/tempest+acrilica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096798829351430690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Feito com tinta acrílica de uma paisagem rural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-3903899902224988822?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/3903899902224988822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/3903899902224988822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/tempestade-ao-entardecer.html' title='Tempestade ao entardecer'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rrt3iAMeaiI/AAAAAAAAABw/s8kItSsLyhg/s72-c/tempest+acrilica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-7284793776891309149</id><published>2007-07-30T11:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:08.223-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Castelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rrt2owMeahI/AAAAAAAAABo/vkNQntDyFGo/s1600-h/R+aquarela+castle+warwick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rrt2owMeahI/AAAAAAAAABo/vkNQntDyFGo/s320/R+aquarela+castle+warwick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096797845803919890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Castelo escocês feito com aquarela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-7284793776891309149?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/7284793776891309149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/7284793776891309149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/castelo.html' title='Castelo'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rrt2owMeahI/AAAAAAAAABo/vkNQntDyFGo/s72-c/R+aquarela+castle+warwick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-8962911536851228215</id><published>2007-07-30T11:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:08.405-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dormes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rq34zgMeafI/AAAAAAAAABY/5mpICXMWmkU/s1600-h/R+releitura+modigliani+a086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rq34zgMeafI/AAAAAAAAABY/5mpICXMWmkU/s320/R+releitura+modigliani+a086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093000317325175282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Dormes... Mas que sussurro a umedecida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Terra desperta?  Que rumor enleva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     As estrelas, que no alto a Noite leva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Presas, luzindo, à túnica estendida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     São meus versos!  Palpita a minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Neles, falenas que a saudade eleva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     De meu seio, e que vão, rompendo a treva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Encher teus sonhos, pomba adormecida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Dormes, com os seios nus, no travesseiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Solto o cabelo negro... e ei-los, correndo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Doudejantes, sutis, teu corpo inteiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Beijam-te a boca tépida e macia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Sobem, descem, teu hálito sorvendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;                     Por que surge tão cedo a  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabiorocha.com.br/bilac.htm#" onclick="hwClick779853152784(-1318293511);return false;" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted rgb(255, 204, 51); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline; font-family: arial;" onmouseover="hw779853152784(event, this, '-1318293511');" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this);" oncontextmenu="return false;"&gt;luz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt; do dia?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Olavo Bilac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Releitura que fiz de uma pintura de&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Amedeo Modigliani com aquarela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-8962911536851228215?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/8962911536851228215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/8962911536851228215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/amedeo-modigliani.html' title='Dormes'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rq34zgMeafI/AAAAAAAAABY/5mpICXMWmkU/s72-c/R+releitura+modigliani+a086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-5875433352558386597</id><published>2007-07-26T11:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:08.529-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Matrix - Morfeu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rqi0pQMeaeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UBlZv6Z0leI/s1600-h/R+caf%C3%A9+morpheu+attack.jpg.png.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rqi0pQMeaeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UBlZv6Z0leI/s320/R+caf%C3%A9+morpheu+attack.jpg.png.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091517999557274082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ilustração antiga feito com café desse personagem da triologia Matrix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-5875433352558386597?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5875433352558386597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5875433352558386597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/matrix-morfeu.html' title='Matrix - Morfeu'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rqi0pQMeaeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UBlZv6Z0leI/s72-c/R+caf%C3%A9+morpheu+attack.jpg.png.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-6596839713408679988</id><published>2007-07-20T11:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:08.848-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nú</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Esse foi um estudo que fiz usando a técnica de Scrachboard.&lt;br /&gt;Com massa acrílica e nanquim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RqDKJjDWTmI/AAAAAAAAABI/OHhL9YH_8mM/s1600-h/R+scrachboard+l%C3%A9ia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RqDKJjDWTmI/AAAAAAAAABI/OHhL9YH_8mM/s320/R+scrachboard+l%C3%A9ia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089289844305579618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-6596839713408679988?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/6596839713408679988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/6596839713408679988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/n.html' title='Nú'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RqDKJjDWTmI/AAAAAAAAABI/OHhL9YH_8mM/s72-c/R+scrachboard+l%C3%A9ia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-7667628827405834931</id><published>2007-07-20T11:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:08.981-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sr.Capa Preta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RqDIADDWTlI/AAAAAAAAABA/qxxpgGU9KCQ/s1600-h/R+acr%C3%ADlica+exu093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RqDIADDWTlI/AAAAAAAAABA/qxxpgGU9KCQ/s320/R+acr%C3%ADlica+exu093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089287482073566802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ilustração feita para um cliente,usando tinta acrílica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-7667628827405834931?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/7667628827405834931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/7667628827405834931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/srcapa-preta.html' title='Sr.Capa Preta'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RqDIADDWTlI/AAAAAAAAABA/qxxpgGU9KCQ/s72-c/R+acr%C3%ADlica+exu093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-7664875854800725372</id><published>2007-06-02T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:09.182-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para o meu amor - Homenagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RmIbt26xSOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6U1LD355nqs/s1600-h/R+Mo+na+cadeira+-+giz+pastel+seco001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RmIbt26xSOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6U1LD355nqs/s320/R+Mo+na+cadeira+-+giz+pastel+seco001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071646605022677218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;               &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;O AMOR               MADURO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;             &lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;               &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;Artur da               Távola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                     &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;               O amor maduro não é menor em intensidade.&lt;br /&gt;             Ele é apenas silencioso.&lt;br /&gt;             Não é menor em extensão.&lt;br /&gt;             É mais definido colorido e poetizado.&lt;br /&gt;             Não carece de demonstrações.&lt;br /&gt;             Presenteia com a verdade do sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;             Não precisa de presenças exigidas.&lt;br /&gt;             Amplia-se com as ausências significativas.&lt;br /&gt;             O amor maduro tem e quer problemas, sim, como tudo.&lt;br /&gt;             Mas vive dos problemas da felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;             Problemas da felicidade são formas trabalhosas de construir o               bem, o prazer.&lt;br /&gt;             Problemas da infelicidade não interessam ao amor maduro.&lt;br /&gt;             Na felicidade está o encontro de peles, o ficar com o gosto da               boca e do cheiro do outro - está a compreensão antecipada, a               adivinhação, o presente de valor interior, a emoção vivida em               conjunto, os discursos silenciosos da percepção, o prazer de               conviver, o&lt;br /&gt;             equilíbrio de carne e de espírito.&lt;br /&gt;             O amor maduro é a valorização do melhor do outro e a relação               com a parte salva de cada pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;             Ele vive do que não morreu, mesmo tendo ficado para depois, vive               do que fermentou&lt;br /&gt;             criando dimensões novas para sentimentos antigos, jardins               abandonados, cheios de sementes.&lt;br /&gt;             Ele não pede, tem.&lt;br /&gt;             Não reivindica, consegue.&lt;br /&gt;             Não percebe, recebe.&lt;br /&gt;             Não exige, oferece.&lt;br /&gt;             Não pergunta, adivinha.&lt;br /&gt;             Existe, para fazer feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ilustração feita com giz pastel seco da minha amada musa San.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;Estamos vivendo um amor maduro Mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;Te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-7664875854800725372?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7664875854800725372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=7664875854800725372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/7664875854800725372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/7664875854800725372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/06/para-o-meu-amor-homenagem.html' title='Para o meu amor - Homenagem'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RmIbt26xSOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6U1LD355nqs/s72-c/R+Mo+na+cadeira+-+giz+pastel+seco001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-5247269557799482130</id><published>2007-06-02T22:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:09.211-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Preto velho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RmIWGG6xSLI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tUXTzsEaixw/s1600-h/vo001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RmIWGG6xSLI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tUXTzsEaixw/s320/vo001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071640424564738226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esse Preto velho é uma homenagem.&lt;br /&gt;Feito com café.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-5247269557799482130?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/5247269557799482130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=5247269557799482130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5247269557799482130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5247269557799482130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/06/preto-velho.html' title='Preto velho'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/RmIWGG6xSLI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tUXTzsEaixw/s72-c/vo001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-5842404037336475136</id><published>2007-05-13T13:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:09.416-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dançarina de Flamenco 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rkc7gI4blzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nHVx9geBsYs/s1600-h/R+Dancarina+de+Flamenco+-+giz+pastel+seco002+PH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rkc7gI4blzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nHVx9geBsYs/s320/R+Dancarina+de+Flamenco+-+giz+pastel+seco002+PH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064081729327437618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mais uma dançarina de flamenco,feita com giz pastel seco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-5842404037336475136?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/5842404037336475136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=5842404037336475136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5842404037336475136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/5842404037336475136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/05/danarina-de-flamenco-2.html' title='Dançarina de Flamenco 2'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Rkc7gI4blzI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nHVx9geBsYs/s72-c/R+Dancarina+de+Flamenco+-+giz+pastel+seco002+PH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-1138044219955417196</id><published>2007-03-06T23:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:29:09.585-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Flamenco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Re4fmURYo7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWYXpWyLufo/s1600-h/R+dan%C3%A7arina+de+flamenco+-+giz+pastel+seco+ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Re4fmURYo7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWYXpWyLufo/s320/R+dan%C3%A7arina+de+flamenco+-+giz+pastel+seco+ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038999776211280818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Releitura de uma dançarina de Flamenco,feito com giz pastel seco.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei do resultado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-1138044219955417196?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1138044219955417196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=1138044219955417196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/1138044219955417196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/1138044219955417196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2007/03/flamenco.html' title='Flamenco'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZ6KxZdmwdY/Re4fmURYo7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWYXpWyLufo/s72-c/R+dan%C3%A7arina+de+flamenco+-+giz+pastel+seco+ph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-116476439013096649</id><published>2006-11-28T23:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:39:50.143-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Duende Verde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1232/1835/1600/134722/R%20green%20goblin%20ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1232/1835/320/760423/R%20green%20goblin%20ph.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mais um teste usando photoshop para o fundo e aquarela no Duende Verde,um dos maiores inimigos do Homem-Aranha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-116476439013096649?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/116476439013096649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=116476439013096649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116476439013096649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116476439013096649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/11/duende-verde.html' title='Duende Verde'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-116454726116748773</id><published>2006-11-26T11:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T11:21:01.180-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cavaleiro Hospitalário</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1232/1835/1600/66224/templ%3F%3Frio%20c%3F%3Fr002%20ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1232/1835/320/361246/templ%3F%3Frio%20c%3F%3Fr002%20ph.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Esse foi um teste que fiz usando Photoshop de fundo,com aquarela e nanquim no cavaleiro.&lt;br /&gt;Não gostei,o elmo parece uma chaleira e o fundo ficou estranho.De qualquer maneira,esta aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-116454726116748773?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/116454726116748773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=116454726116748773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116454726116748773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116454726116748773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/11/cavaleiro-hospitalrio.html' title='Cavaleiro Hospitalário'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-116240820268167859</id><published>2006-11-01T15:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T16:10:02.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Incorporada.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20caf%3F%3F-charuteira099%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20caf%3F%3F-charuteira099%20web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ilustração feita com café solúvel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-116240820268167859?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/116240820268167859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=116240820268167859&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116240820268167859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116240820268167859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/11/incorporada.html' title='Incorporada.....'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-116189164504948046</id><published>2006-10-26T16:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T16:40:45.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Releitura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20degas-caf%3F%3F%20concerto%20dos%20embaixadores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20degas-caf%3F%3F%20concerto%20dos%20embaixadores.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Éssa é uma das primeiras releituras que fiz.O nome da obra é "Café concerto dos embaixadores" de Degas.&lt;br /&gt;Feito com tinta acrílica e giz pastel seco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-116189164504948046?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/116189164504948046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=116189164504948046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116189164504948046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116189164504948046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/10/releitura.html' title='Releitura'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-116070377860174015</id><published>2006-10-12T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T22:42:58.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Cristo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20caf%3F%3F%20cristo%20azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20caf%3F%3F%20cristo%20azul.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Éssa ilustração foi feita com café e os olhos com aquarela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-116070377860174015?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/116070377860174015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=116070377860174015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116070377860174015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116070377860174015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/10/jesus-cristo.html' title='Jesus Cristo'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-116032047580440598</id><published>2006-10-08T12:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:17:05.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esboço-cigana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20%20nanquim%20-elvira%20ph.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20%20nanquim%20-elvira%20ph.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esse é um esboço que fiz para uma pintura,feito com nanquim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-116032047580440598?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/116032047580440598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=116032047580440598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116032047580440598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116032047580440598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/10/esboo-cigana.html' title='Esboço-cigana'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-116027070102137280</id><published>2006-10-07T22:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T11:10:39.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultraman Cosmos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20aquarela%20ultraman%20cosmos-corona%20mode%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20aquarela%20ultraman%20cosmos-corona%20mode%20web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caso fosse necessário, e cosmos não pudesse pacificar o inimigo, e a luta fosse iminente, ele pode trocar de forma e assumir o corona mode. Neste modo de combate ele aumenta seu poder e sua velocidade. Nesta forma, ele muda radicalmente seu visual, as listras coloridas em seu corpo tomam um formato nunca antes visto nos padrões ultra, e em sua testa aparece uma pedra preciosa conhecida como SUNNY SPOT.&lt;br /&gt;O modo corona e conhecido como a chama do sol que arde e guia o guerreiro a batalha.(by Sebun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilustração feita com nanquim e aquarela.&lt;br /&gt;(Como podem ver,eu gosto da família Ultra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-116027070102137280?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/116027070102137280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=116027070102137280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116027070102137280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116027070102137280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/10/ultraman-cosmos.html' title='Ultraman Cosmos'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-116027015448732783</id><published>2006-10-07T22:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:44:20.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultraman Nexus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R-nanquim-ultraman-nexus-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R-nanquim-ultraman-nexus-web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ultraman diferente,no sentido de ter tido quatro hospedeiros ao longo da série,mudar o combate para outra dimensão,além de mudar de forma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Esboço feito com nanquim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-116027015448732783?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/116027015448732783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=116027015448732783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116027015448732783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/116027015448732783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/10/ultraman-nexus.html' title='Ultraman Nexus'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-115782278145639924</id><published>2006-09-09T14:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T14:26:21.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Éssa é a face do terror?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20nanquim%20lavado-indiano%20ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20nanquim%20lavado-indiano%20ph.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por Cristovam Buarque&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Não apenas o islamismo, todas as          religiões são um pouco vítimas do terror fanático destes dias. As crianças          do mundo se perguntam que religião e que Deus são esses em nome dos quais          se cometem crimes e assistem a uma religião diferente ameaçando crianças          na Irlanda. Elas vão crescer escolhendo seu fanatismo ou repudiando os          deuses e religiões. Porém, as duas vítimas maiores dos terroristas serão          a imagem dos EUA no mundo, se os seus líderes, levados pela histeria do          momento, fizerem vítimas civis e inocentes em países pobres do mundo;          e a democracia, se os líderes, como já fizeram no passado - inclusive          Hitler -, usarem o terror como desculpa para, pouco a pouco, restringir          as liberdades e construir ditaduras. Há vocações para o terror e vocações          para o autoritarismo, e essas duas vocações se aliam como opostos unidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Técnica usada foi nanquim lavado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-115782278145639924?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/115782278145639924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=115782278145639924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/115782278145639924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/115782278145639924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/09/ssa-face-do-terror.html' title='Éssa é a face do terror?'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-115428511366457311</id><published>2006-07-30T15:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T15:47:29.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Falcão Vermelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/Falc??o"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/Falc%3F%3Fo%20Vermelho.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O Falcão é um mensageiro dos insights. Adaptáveis e abertas, as pessoas Falcão gostam de liderar, e podem ser impulsivas de vez em quando. Querem estabelecer a individualidade ao mesmo tempo em que são aceitos pelo grupo. O Falcão é ativo, esforçado e impetuoso. Possui uma grande iniciativa, mas pode tomar decisões precipitadas, das quais logo se arrepende. Com muita vivacidade, o Falcão sabe ser extrovertido e audaz. Entusiasma-se com as novas experiências, mas tem dificuldade para perseverar nas tarefas. É pioneiro, aventureiro e afável. Sua missão na vida é guiar os outros. No amor, é rápido, fogoso, e muito apaixonado. Acende-se com facilidade e quer conseguir o que deseja a todo o custo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Usei várias técnicas nessa ilustração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-115428511366457311?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/115428511366457311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=115428511366457311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/115428511366457311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/115428511366457311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/07/falco-vermelho.html' title='Falcão Vermelho'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-115101846480065998</id><published>2006-06-22T19:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T20:23:55.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Xamã</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20tinta%20de%20carimbo%20xam??.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20tinta%20de%20carimbo%20xam%3F%3F.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"O xamanismo é símbolo da independência e esperança, e não da sujeição ou abatimento. Através dele o poder do mundo que existe além da sociedade humana é controlado e aplicado às necessidades da comunidade. Ao encarnar espíritos, ele permite a mais profunda intrusão dos deuses para dentro das sociedades humanas. E o seu domínio desses poderes afirma a exigência humana de controlar seu meio ambiente espiritual e tratar com os deuses em termos de igualdade" (L. M. Lewis - Estatic Religions). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Éssa ilustração é antiga,feita com tinta de carimbo e carimbo de batata,mas gosto do efeito que a tinta faz.Preciso fazer mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-115101846480065998?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/115101846480065998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=115101846480065998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/115101846480065998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/115101846480065998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/06/xam.html' title='Xamã'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-115033393311487291</id><published>2006-06-14T22:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:49:50.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Águia e o Pardal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R-t??cnica-mista-??guia-web.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R-t%3F%3Fcnica-mista-%3F%3Fguia-web.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;A Águia e o Pardal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O sol anunciava o final de mais um dia e lá, entre as árvores, estava Andala, um pardal que não se cansava de observar Yan, a grande águia.&lt;br /&gt;Seu vôo preciso, perfeito, enchia seus olhos de admiração. Sentia vontade em voar como a águia, mas não sabia como o fazer. Sentia vontade em ser forte como a águia, mas não conseguia assim ser. Todavia, não cansava de seguí-la por entre as árvores só para vislumbrar tamanha beleza.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia estava a voar por entre a mata a observar o vôo de Yan, e de repente a águia sumiu da sua visão. Voou mais rápido para reencontrá-la, mas a águia havia desaparecido. Foi quando levou um enorme susto: deparou de uma forma muito repentina com a grande águia a sua frente.&lt;br /&gt;Tentou conter o seu vôo, mas foi impossível, acabou batendo de frente com o belo pássaro. Caiu desnorteado no chão e quando voltou a si, pode ver aquele pássaro imenso bem ao seu lado observando-o. Sentiu um calafrio no peito, suas asas ficaram arrepiadas e pôs-se em posição de luta.&lt;br /&gt;A águia em sua quietude apenas o olhava calma e mansamente, e com uma expressão séria, perguntou-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;- Por que estás a me vigiar, Andala?&lt;br /&gt;- Quero ser uma águia como tu, Yan. Mas, meu vôo é baixo, pois minhas asas são curtas e vislumbro pouco por não conseguir ultrapassar meus limites.&lt;br /&gt;- E como te sentes amigo sem poder desfrutar, usufruir de tudo aquilo que está além do que podes alcançar com tuas pequenas asas?&lt;br /&gt;- Sinto tristeza. Uma profunda tristeza. A vontade é muito grande de realizar este sonho.&lt;br /&gt;O pardal suspirou olhando para o chão e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Todos os dias acordo muito cedo para vê-la voar e caçar. És tão única, tão bela. Passo o dia a observar-te.&lt;br /&gt;- E não voas? Ficas o tempo inteiro a me observar? - indagou Yan.&lt;br /&gt;- Sim. A grande verdade é que gostaria de voar como tu voas, mas as tuas alturas são demasiadas para mim e creio não ter forças para suportar os mesmos ventos que, com graça e experiência, tu cortas harmoniosamente.&lt;br /&gt;- Andala, bem sabes que a natureza de cada um de nós é diferente, e isto não quer dizer que nunca poderás voar como uma águia. Sê firme em teu propósito e deixa que a águia que vive em ti possa dar rumos diferentes aos teus instintos. Se abrires apenas uma fresta para que esta águia que está em ti possa te guiar, esta dar-te-á a possibilidade de vires a voar tão alto como eu. Acredita!&lt;br /&gt;E assim, a águia preparou-se para levantar vôo, mas voltou-se novamente ao pequeno pássaro que a ouvia atentamente:&lt;br /&gt;- Andala, apenas mais uma coisa: Não poderás voar como uma águia, se não treinares incansavelmente por todos os dias. O treino é o que dá conhecimento, fortalecimento e compreensão para que possas dar realidade aos teus sonhos. Se não pões em prática a tua vontade, teu sonho sempre será apenas um sonho. Esta realidade é apenas para aqueles que não temem quebrar limites, crenças, conhecendo o que deve ser realmente conhecido. É para aqueles que acreditam serem livres, e quando trazes a liberdade em teu coração poderás adquirir as formas que desejares, pois já não estarás apegado a nenhuma delas, serás LIVRE! Um pardal poderá, sempre, transformar-se numa águia, se esta for sua vontade. Confia em ti e voa, entrega tuas asas aos ventos e aprende o equilíbrio com eles. Tudo é possível para aqueles que compreenderam que são seres livres, basta apenas acreditar, basta apenas confiar na tua capacidade em aprender e ser feliz com tua escolha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Essa águia foi feita para o amor da minha vida, a mulher que soma comigo......e que juntos iluminamos o nosso caminho para a realização e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esse é o animal de poder dela.(que te traga muita força,coragem e determinação amor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Utilizei mais uma vez técnica mista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-115033393311487291?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/115033393311487291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=115033393311487291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/115033393311487291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/115033393311487291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/06/guia-e-o-pardal.html' title='A Águia e o Pardal'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-114982523666409008</id><published>2006-06-09T00:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:48:46.333-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coruja</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A coruja trás como significado "o ver a totalidade", ou seja, ela, através da sabedoria, nos dá a possibilidade do ver as coisas na sua totalidade, o consciente e o inconsciente. Esse animal tem a capacidade de ver na escuridão, o que significa também ampliação dos limites da percepção. A coruja conecta com todas as partes do ser, e permite vencer o temor e aprender a qualidade da consciência do existir e do fluir em todos os níveis. Os poderes da coruja são a clarividência, a projeção astral e a magia. Na essência, a coruja vê o que os outros não vêem, e pode ter mais percepções a respeito de outras pessoas do que de si mesma. Mas mesmo assim, o poder desse animal pode ser invocado para que a pessoa desperte a capacidade de olhar para si mesma, em busca de uma visão mais íntegra a respeito de si, ou de aspectos que ainda permanecem obscuros e precisam ser vistos. Na tradição Guarani, o Grande Espírito, Pai-Mãe Criador, Ñamandu, manifestou-se na forma de um colibri e também na forma de uma coruja, criando a sabedoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R-t??cnica-mista-coruja2095-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R-t%3F%3Fcnica-mista-coruja2095-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Essa coruja foi feita para uma grande amiga minha que mora em Salvador .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Utilizei nessa ilustração técnica mista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-114982523666409008?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/114982523666409008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=114982523666409008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/114982523666409008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/114982523666409008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/06/coruja.html' title='Coruja'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-114801127241841693</id><published>2006-05-19T00:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T00:48:34.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Timber wolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20aquarela-timber%20wolf0%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20aquarela-timber%20wolf0%20web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lobo - Amor, relacionamentos saudáveis, fidelidade, generosidade, ensinamento e habilidades sociais. O lobo é um animal com inteligência social e sentidos extremamente apurados. Sua habilidade de sobrevivência depende totalmente da cooperação de sua matilha. Seu comportamento segue uma hierarquia que segue uma ordem de comando. Cada lobo sabe o seu lugar e suas responsabilidades. Eles possuem um método complexo de comunicação que envolve linguagem corporal e habilidades vocais. Se você possui alguma dificuldade em se expressar, tome algum tempo estudando os lobos. Eles lhe ensinarão a melhorar suas habilidades de comunicação verbal com uma linguagem corporal apropriada. Eles lhe ajudarão a alcançar seus objetivos por meio de campanhas cooperativas. Sua mensagem é o poder para ensinar e compartilhar informações.&lt;br /&gt;Quando um lobo é visto no campo ele simboliza  liberdade. Apesar da propaganda negativa, eles são muito amigos e possuem os sentidos extremamente evoluidos. Portanto, além de inteligentes possuem um excelente sentido de olfato, audição. Eles normalmente uivam para encontrar os outros membros de seu grupo ou para avisar outros de seu território. (o uivo...Rauuuuuuullllllllllllllllllllllllll.................rs)&lt;br /&gt;Se um lobo entrou em sua vida, então é hora para compartilhar  seus conhecimentos ensinando, escrevendo e dando palestras. O lobo sempre encontra  uma maneira para aprender de algo corriqueiro e assim, nós podemos também descobrir novas verdades e compartilhá-las, ao explorarmos os caminhos escondidos de nossa consciência. Pode também estar sendo cobrado que você reexamine sua relação de dependência e independência. Por ter uma organização social muita desenvolvida, ele lhe ensina a equilibrar as necessidades de sua família e as suas próprias. Eles são muito leais e jamais abandonarão o grupo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No Xamanismo,todos temos alguns animais de poder,que nos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ajudam. Esse lobo é um dos meus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Essa ilustração foi feita com técnica mista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-114801127241841693?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/114801127241841693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=114801127241841693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/114801127241841693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/114801127241841693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/05/timber-wolf.html' title='Timber wolf'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-114692694066298381</id><published>2006-05-06T11:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T00:51:35.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estou de olho..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R-t??cnica-mista-coruja-web.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R-t%3F%3Fcnica-mista-coruja-web.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Depois de um tempo sem postar,estou de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa coruja fiz com técnica mista,usando vários pigmentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-114692694066298381?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/114692694066298381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=114692694066298381&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/114692694066298381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/114692694066298381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/05/estou-de-olho.html' title='Estou de olho..............'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113918280263901406</id><published>2006-02-05T21:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T21:40:02.653-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Golem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20%20nanquim%20lavado-Golem067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20%20nanquim%20lavado-Golem067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golem é um ser artificial mítico associado à tradição mística do &lt;a title="Judaísmo" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/JudaÃ&amp;shy;smo"&gt;judaísmo&lt;/a&gt;, particularmente a &lt;a title="Cabala" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cabala"&gt;cabala&lt;/a&gt;, que pode ser trazido a vida através de um processo &lt;a title="Magia" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magia"&gt;mágico&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Em varios contos o Golem é controlado por palavras magicas que podem torna-lo animado. Escrevendo o nome de Deus (Tetragrama) em sua testa, (ou colocando um comprimido com o nome embaixo de sua lingua) ou escrevendo a palavra Emet (אמת, 'vedade' em hebraico) na sua testa são exemplos de algumas palavras. Apagando a primeira letra de Emet formando Meit (מת, 'morte' em hebraico) o golem podia se desativado..&lt;br /&gt;Ilustração feita com "nanquim lavado".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113918280263901406?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113918280263901406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113918280263901406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113918280263901406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113918280263901406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/02/golem.html' title='Golem'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113857365932797452</id><published>2006-01-29T20:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:27:39.340-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A porta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R-nanquim-lavado-portais6-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R-nanquim-lavado-portais6-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Nessa ilustração foi usado guache e nanquim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113857365932797452?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113857365932797452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113857365932797452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113857365932797452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113857365932797452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/01/porta.html' title='A porta'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113716809885797310</id><published>2006-01-13T13:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T14:01:38.856-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R-l??pis-cl??-das-adagas-voad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R-l%3F%3Fpis-cl%3F%3F-das-adagas-voad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Esboço feito a lápis do filme "O Clã das Adagas Voadoras".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113716809885797310?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113716809885797310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113716809885797310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113716809885797310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113716809885797310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/01/esboo-feito-lpis-do-filme-o-cl-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113655866476614297</id><published>2006-01-06T12:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T13:57:47.503-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cigana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20cigana-giz%20pastel%20seco.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20cigana-giz%20pastel%20seco.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Encomenda de Cigana, feito com giz pastel seco sobre papel de parede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113655866476614297?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113655866476614297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113655866476614297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113655866476614297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113655866476614297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2006/01/cigana.html' title='Cigana'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113564037034701462</id><published>2005-12-26T21:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T21:40:33.176-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Castelo Inglês</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Castelo pintado com aquarela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20aquarela-castle%20england.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20aquarela-castle%20england.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113564037034701462?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113564037034701462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113564037034701462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113564037034701462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113564037034701462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/12/castelo-ingls.html' title='Castelo Inglês'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113504698511056083</id><published>2005-12-20T00:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T10:45:40.293-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Grávida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20gr??vida-giz"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20gr%3F%3Fvida-giz%20pastel%20seco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Releitura de uma obra do pintor Modigliani, feita com giz pastel seco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113504698511056083?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113504698511056083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113504698511056083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113504698511056083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113504698511056083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/12/grvida.html' title='Grávida'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113473667398364086</id><published>2005-12-16T10:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T10:37:53.993-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wushu style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R-nanquim-wushu042-phw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R-nanquim-wushu042-phw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Esboço para fazer um painel em uma academia de kung fu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feito com nanquim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113473667398364086?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113473667398364086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113473667398364086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113473667398364086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113473667398364086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/12/wushu-style.html' title='Wushu style'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113450607145251170</id><published>2005-12-13T18:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T18:34:31.453-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20nanquim%20,guache%20hellboy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20nanquim%20%2Cguache%20hellboy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Esse Hellboy foi feito com a técnica do nanquim lavado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gostei do resultado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113450607145251170?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113450607145251170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113450607145251170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113450607145251170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113450607145251170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/12/hellboy_13.html' title='Hellboy'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113340523489645758</id><published>2005-12-01T00:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T00:47:14.916-02:00</updated><title type='text'>BM&amp;F</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ilustração que fiz para a Bolsa de Mercadorias e Futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20caf??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20caf%3F%3F%20BM%26F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;com café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113340523489645758?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113340523489645758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113340523489645758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113340523489645758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113340523489645758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/12/bmf.html' title='BM&amp;F'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113322314194423934</id><published>2005-11-28T21:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:25:21.570-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Varanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 405px" height="417" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20aquarela%20varanda.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lua projetava o seu perfil azul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sobre os velhos arabescos das flores calmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A pequena varanda era como o ninho futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E as ramadas escorriam gotas que não havia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na rua ignorada anjos brincavam de roda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;– Ninguém sabia, mas nós estávamos ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Só os perfumes teciam a renda da tristeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Porque as corolas eram alegres como frutos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E uma inocente pintura brotava do desenho das cores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu me pus a sonhar o poema da hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E, talvez ao olhar meu rosto exasperado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pela ânsia de te ter tão vagamente amiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talvez ao pressentir na carne misteriosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A germinação estranha do meu indizível apelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ouvi bruscamente a claridade do teu riso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Num gorjeio de gorgulhos de água enluarada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E ele era tão belo, tão mais belo do que a noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tão mais doce que o mel dourado dos teus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que ao vê-lo trilar sobre os teus dentes como um címbalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E se escorrer sobre os teus lábios como um suco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E marulhar entre os teus seios como uma onda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu chorei docemente na concha de minhas mãos vazias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;De que me tivesses possuído antes do amor.&lt;br /&gt;(Vinícius de Moraes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pintado com aquarela.&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/18703790-113322314194423934?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113322314194423934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113322314194423934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113322314194423934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113322314194423934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/varanda.html' title='A Varanda'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113288595467718935</id><published>2005-11-25T00:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:16:06.596-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Faraó</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20Egito%20fara??-giz"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20Egito%20fara%3F%3F-giz%20pastel%20seco..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Outro teste que fiz com giz pastel seco sobre papel de parede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113288595467718935?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113288595467718935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113288595467718935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113288595467718935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113288595467718935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/fara.html' title='Faraó'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113236093199697378</id><published>2005-11-18T22:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:16:39.410-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Moais</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;São&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20aquarela%20ilha%20de%20pascoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20aquarela%20ilha%20de%20pascoa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; originários da Ilha de Páscoa.&lt;br /&gt;Estátua estilizada confeccionada com tufo vulcânico do vulcão RANO-RARAKU. Esta rocha tem originalmente cor castanho-amarelada. Exposta ao tempo assume rapidamente a cor cinza. Tem comprimento e peso médios de 5 a 7 metros com 15 a 30 toneladas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ilustração feita com aquarela&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113236093199697378?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113236093199697378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113236093199697378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113236093199697378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113236093199697378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/moais.html' title='Moais'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113201522461785082</id><published>2005-11-14T22:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:17:25.076-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Luar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20nanquim%20lavado%20moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20nanquim%20lavado%20moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Lua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Lua (dizem os Ingleses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É feita de queijo verde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Por mais que pense mil vezes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sempre uma idéia se perde.&lt;br /&gt;E era essa, era, era essa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que haveria de salvar Minha alma da dor da pressa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;De... não sei se é desejar.&lt;br /&gt;Sim, todos os meus desejos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;São de estar sentir pensando... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Lua(dizem os Ingleses) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É azul de quando em quando . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Fernando Pessoa) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A técnica que utilizei nessa ilustração se chama "nanquim lavado"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113201522461785082?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113201522461785082/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113201522461785082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113201522461785082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113201522461785082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/luar.html' title='Luar'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113185013207332076</id><published>2005-11-13T00:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:17:49.576-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lugar mágico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20stonehenge-giz%20pastel%20seco2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/320/R%20stonehenge-giz%20pastel%20seco2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ilustração de Stonehenge ,feito com giz pastel seco sobre papel de parede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113185013207332076?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113185013207332076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113185013207332076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113185013207332076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113185013207332076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/lugar-mgico.html' title='Lugar mágico'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113167499851920097</id><published>2005-11-11T00:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:18:10.163-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/Imagem%20006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/Imagem%20006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A ilustração foi um teste que fiz misturando&lt;br /&gt;aquarela e photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda tenho muito que aprender no photoshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113167499851920097?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113167499851920097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113167499851920097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113167499851920097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113167499851920097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/dark-side_11.html' title='Dark side'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113158187744781627</id><published>2005-11-09T22:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:18:31.036-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Laurel&amp;Hardy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20caf??"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20caf%3F%3F%20Laurel%26Hardy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Essa dupla me faz dar boas risadas.&lt;br /&gt;Pintura feita com café.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113158187744781627?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113158187744781627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113158187744781627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113158187744781627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113158187744781627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/laurelhardy.html' title='Laurel&amp;Hardy'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113150355669256511</id><published>2005-11-09T00:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:18:58.106-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacra de San Michelli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20aquarela-sacra%20de%20san%20michelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20aquarela-sacra%20de%20san%20michelli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Pintura de uma igreja/mosteiro no Piemont,Itália.&lt;br /&gt;Feito com aquarela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113150355669256511?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113150355669256511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113150355669256511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113150355669256511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113150355669256511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/sacra-de-san-michelli.html' title='Sacra de San Michelli'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113150316985367240</id><published>2005-11-09T00:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:19:41.750-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhenaten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20Egito%20Akhenaten-giz%20pastel%20seco.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20Egito%20Akhenaten-giz%20pastel%20seco.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20Egito%20Akhenaten-giz%20pastel%20seco.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20Egito%20Akhenaten-giz%20pastel%20seco.0.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Esse é um teste que fiz com giz pastel seco sobre papel de parede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113150316985367240?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113150316985367240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113150316985367240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113150316985367240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113150316985367240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/akhenaten.html' title='Akhenaten'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113141894671241094</id><published>2005-11-08T00:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:20:01.260-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai encará?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20aquarela-wolverine%20phs.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20aquarela-wolverine%20phs.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aquarela com fundo feito no Photoshop(teste).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113141894671241094?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113141894671241094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113141894671241094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113141894671241094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113141894671241094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/vai-encar.html' title='Vai encará?'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113130584774374017</id><published>2005-11-06T17:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:20:25.846-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saciados de prazer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20caf??"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20caf%3F%3F%20couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nossos corpos além do desejo... Nossos lábios que tocam a pele quente e arrepiada... Mãos vorazes que exploram pontos sensíveis, Carícias quentes que nos levam ao delírio. Bocas que sussurram, lábios que beijam Línguas que arrancam suspiros e que levam à loucura... Eu, você... uma paixão envolvente, Um desejo que nasce de dentro do corpo E que aflora através da pele, um desejo que entorpece Que leva os nossos pensamentos para um lugar distante, Um sabor de pele suada, um gosto de você na boca... Um querer estar presente mesmo estando ausente Um jeito faceiro de fazer amor, de envolver... A vontade louca de sentir você, O desejo inebriante de sentir seu toque. As mãos que buscam seu corpo em meio aos lençóis O corpo que treme, a voz que geme, grita. E finalmente ... nossos corpos saciados de prazer....(Alice Seco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintura feita com café.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113130584774374017?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113130584774374017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113130584774374017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130584774374017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130584774374017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/saciados-de-prazer.html' title='Saciados de prazer'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113130407797281064</id><published>2005-11-06T16:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:20:52.036-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20aquarela-fadas.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20aquarela-fadas.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Venham fadas para a sua morada! Venham para a sua hora dourada! Venham até nós por favor! Fadas dancem com louvor! Espíritos do Ar! Formosas criaturas do lar! Venham fadas, venham me abraçar! Estou aqui para te contemplar! Venham para a minha canção! Me ajude com a sua varinha de condão! Venham enfeitar a natureza!, E seduzir todos com sua mágica pureza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintura feita com aquarela e lápis de côr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113130407797281064?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113130407797281064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113130407797281064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130407797281064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130407797281064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/fadas.html' title='Fadas'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113130313895627419</id><published>2005-11-06T16:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:21:16.193-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven...Seven...Seven...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20aquarela-ultraseven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20aquarela-ultraseven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Como sou fã do Ultraseven,não poderia deixar de prestar uma homenagem.&lt;br /&gt;Feito com aquarela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113130313895627419?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113130313895627419/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113130313895627419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130313895627419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130313895627419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/sevensevenseven.html' title='Seven...Seven...Seven...'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113130247048209244</id><published>2005-11-06T16:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:21:37.593-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegância</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/R%20caf??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/R%20caf%3F%3F%20smoking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feito com café, para uma tabacaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113130247048209244?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113130247048209244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113130247048209244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130247048209244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130247048209244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/elegncia.html' title='Elegância'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18703790.post-113130164102860951</id><published>2005-11-06T16:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:22:04.753-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Morcego na escuridão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/1600/Batman%20ph.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1232/1835/400/Batman%20ph.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Olá Pessoal,bem vindo ao meu Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aqui vou colocar rascunhos e ilustrações feitos por mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Espero que apreciem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pintado com acrílica sobre tela.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficou sombrio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18703790-113130164102860951?l=raulfaccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/feeds/113130164102860951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18703790&amp;postID=113130164102860951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130164102860951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18703790/posts/default/113130164102860951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raulfaccio.blogspot.com/2005/11/morcego-na-escurido.html' title='Morcego na escuridão'/><author><name>Raul Faccio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03020978644416035546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
