<?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-642927986273886422</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:47:32.873Z</updated><title type='text'>um passeio</title><subtitle type='html'>Um espectáculo de André Murraças :: 28 Novembro 2009</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-4729420270883893937</id><published>2009-11-29T22:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:19:26.829Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este sou eu minutos antes de entrar em cena para o meu monólogo inicial do espectáculo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLyXWRo5FI/AAAAAAAAFzU/jWS4K0kwlhI/s1600/SL374496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLyXWRo5FI/AAAAAAAAFzU/jWS4K0kwlhI/s320/SL374496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409652585355863122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLx2kiNzcI/AAAAAAAAFzM/7kPZu0rDRnI/s1600/SL374521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLx2kiNzcI/AAAAAAAAFzM/7kPZu0rDRnI/s320/SL374521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409652022247804354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visita funcionava da seguinte maneira: eu entrava e apresentava-me ao grupo de visitantes. Falava da minha infância na Amadora (praticante de Judo) e de ter ouvido falar sempre muito no Roque Gameiro que também passou por aquela cidade. Como se não bastasse, as minhas férias de verão eram na Nazaré - cidade com a qual Roque Gameiro também tinha uma relação intensa. Depois, Maria Alzira Roque Gameiro, responsável pelo museu em Minde, falava daquela casa onde estávamos. A seguir, eu explicava como a visita iria funcionar. Era entregue um mapa que servia de guia a cada visitante - por sua conta durante 30 minutos, à vontade para seguir as indicações, saltar salas e descobrir todas as legendas. Duas vidas num só espaço. Para descobrir. (Aqui em baixo seguem-se algumas fotos - o melhor possível - de cada uma das quatro salas, com alguns pormenores e para terem uma ideia de como a coisa funcionava. É mesmo só uma ideia. Melhor, só ao vivo.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-4729420270883893937?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/4729420270883893937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=4729420270883893937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/4729420270883893937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/4729420270883893937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/41-este-sou-eu-minutos-antes-de-entrar.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLyXWRo5FI/AAAAAAAAFzU/jWS4K0kwlhI/s72-c/SL374496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-3290542221271778872</id><published>2009-11-29T21:28:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:25:10.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SALA D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta sala tem magia por todo o lado. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abracadabra. Hocus Pocus. Alakazam. Presto chango. Shazam. Sim Sala Bim. &lt;/span&gt;Chamem-lhe o que quiserem. O lado espectacular da magia puxou-me desde muito cedo. O meu pai chegou mesmo a organizar um festival de magia na Amadora por causa da minha paixão por coisas que pareciam ser e não eram. Primeiro vieram as caixas de truques mágicos, depois as festas de natal em família sempre com espectáculo de magia garantido por André Murracini (nome artístico), depois uma participação no Festival Internacional de Magia da Figueira da Foz e, finalmente, os festivais da minha cidade, com mágicos de todo o mundo. Acho que foi graças à magia que passei para o teatro.   E foi talvez usando o truque de multiplicação que fiz aparecer todas as latas da minha colecção, agora presentes nesta sala. Foram anos de paciente coleccionismo. Idas à feira da ladra, viagens e de insistentes pedidos em restaurantes para ficar com aquele objecto de design e línguas desconhecidas.   Estamos numa sala cheia de História e pessoas, e há um pouco de magia em olhar para trás. Mas só um pouquinho. Não queremos que essa mágica se transforme num feitiço do qual não nos conseguimos livrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpTfsatSI/AAAAAAAAFxs/WVeoIZX9Eg8/s1600/SL374402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpTfsatSI/AAAAAAAAFxs/WVeoIZX9Eg8/s320/SL374402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409642623559972130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos da minha passagem   pelo grupo de teatro TeatraDançando, da Escola Secundária da Amadora. Durante todo o meu secundário, os sábados à tarde eram passados entre o Rei Lear de Shakespeare e cafés-concertos.  Desse grupo, para além de mim, saíram os hoje reconhecidos Cláudia Jardim (Teatro Praga), Tiago Rodrigues (Mundo Perfeito), Sílvia Rato (SIC), Rui Pité/DJ Riot (Buraka Som Sistema), Anabela Teixeira, Paulo Pinto, Mónica Garcez, entre outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrrUj5xTI/AAAAAAAAFyU/OJBZmBPQDpo/s1600/SL374473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrrUj5xTI/AAAAAAAAFyU/OJBZmBPQDpo/s320/SL374473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409645231911585074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livro da série Twin Peaks (1991), de David Lynch, que aos serões me levava para um mundo estranho, entre serras e seus habitantes locais. Uma Minde Americana? Esperemos que não. // Aguarelas, pincéis, ecolines usadas na adolescência e depois mais tarde quando entrei para a Escola Superior de Teatro e Cinema, para o curso de Realização Plástica do Espectáculo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrrMnRpfI/AAAAAAAAFyM/p4n7SHFv-R4/s1600/SL374472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrrMnRpfI/AAAAAAAAFyM/p4n7SHFv-R4/s320/SL374472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409645229778249202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diversos truques de magia pertencentes a André Murracini.  // Fotos do maior mágico do mundo: Harry Houdini (Budapeste, 24 Março de 1874 — Detroit, 31 de Outubro de 1926)&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrqyaPWOI/AAAAAAAAFyE/dFaKqduRojU/s1600/SL374460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrqyaPWOI/AAAAAAAAFyE/dFaKqduRojU/s320/SL374460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409645222744250594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troféu do 3º lugar de Magia Juvenil do Festival Internacional de Magia da Figueira da Foz, em Novembro de 1991 // Fotos dos espectáculos de André Murracini em diversos natais de família, num Festival de Magia da Amadora com Luís de Matos, no espectáculo premiado na Figueira da Foz, e na festa de homenagem na casa da Amadora, organizada pelos meus pais e irmã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpUFeC7dI/AAAAAAAAFx8/UXT_UPlQ1SY/s1600/SL374397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpUFeC7dI/AAAAAAAAFx8/UXT_UPlQ1SY/s320/SL374397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409642633700240850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrsOajVLI/AAAAAAAAFyk/dze4rjP4Kmg/s1600/SL374516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrsOajVLI/AAAAAAAAFyk/dze4rjP4Kmg/s320/SL374516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409645247441622194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colecção de latas pertencente ao meu quarto de miúdo na Amadora.   A colecção tem estado guardada na nossa casa da Nazaré e foi agora recolhida para estar em Minde.   Pode dizer-se pela quantidade de ferrugem que tinha que foi alvo de algum restauro.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpTwikjKI/AAAAAAAAFx0/dlYydUmUda4/s1600/SL374388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpTwikjKI/AAAAAAAAFx0/dlYydUmUda4/s320/SL374388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409642628082076834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrry1pHjI/AAAAAAAAFyc/td6yqfFNn2U/s1600/SL374490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLrry1pHjI/AAAAAAAAFyc/td6yqfFNn2U/s320/SL374490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409645240039054898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posto humano de informações - o Luís.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpS8onFBI/AAAAAAAAFxk/IEJpKLDilX0/s1600/SL374443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpS8onFBI/AAAAAAAAFxk/IEJpKLDilX0/s320/SL374443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409642614148764690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpSr7AMpI/AAAAAAAAFxc/Kf1ZsTVR36Q/s1600/SL374459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpSr7AMpI/AAAAAAAAFxc/Kf1ZsTVR36Q/s320/SL374459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409642609662505618" 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/642927986273886422-3290542221271778872?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/3290542221271778872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=3290542221271778872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3290542221271778872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3290542221271778872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/40-sala-d-esta-sala-tem-magia-por-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLpTfsatSI/AAAAAAAAFxs/WVeoIZX9Eg8/s72-c/SL374402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-1472643365663909562</id><published>2009-11-29T20:55:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:39:18.108Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALA C&lt;br /&gt;Esta sala é sobre casas. Diz a canção que uma casa não é um lar se não houver lá ninguém para te abraçar e a quem possas dar as boas-noites. Durante 28 anos eu vivi na Amadora com os meus pais, Júlio e Cândida, e a minha irmã Raquel. Vivíamos numa casa com dois andares, tínhamos um quintal com uma ameixoeira e uma arrecadação na escada. Foi na Amadora que cresci, estudei e dormi. Lembro-me do meu quarto, cada vez mais cheio de mim, empanturrado em artes e letras: livros, discos, cassetes, CDs, cassetes de vídeo, DVDs, recortes e objectos de várias épocas. Lembro-me do escritório do meu pai, do atelier da minha mãe, das corridas no quintal com a minha irmã e vizinhos. E também me lembro de uma inundação no andar de baixo e nos assaltarem a casa. Umas ruas acima do nosso lar, Roque Gameiro tinha a sua casa de família. Um solar onde viveu desde 1898, durante largos anos. O local foi concebido para o próprio como residência artística da família – sim, os descendentes também haveriam de vingar nas artes. Como vista, os Roque Gameiro tinham uma cidade deserta (ou melhor, uma quinta) e a estação dos caminhos-de-ferro da Porcalhota. Eram amigos de outras figuras de culto como Delfim Guimarães, os aviadores que na altura tentavam voos mais altos, e todos aqueles homens que aos poucos criaram a minha cidade, apenas reconhecida como tal em 11 Setembro de 1979.  Durante muito tempo passei à frente da sua moradia. Interrogava-me sempre que casinha era aquela que ia ficando cada vez mais pequena e desaparecida no meio de prédios altos e vegetação selvagem e descuidada. Além das Amadora, Roque Gameiro viveu em Minde e na Nazaré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLu8AGJH9I/AAAAAAAAFzE/E9ksbHDEELc/s1600/SL374506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLu8AGJH9I/AAAAAAAAFzE/E9ksbHDEELc/s320/SL374506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409648817010712530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em cima: Maria Alzira Roque Gameiro e eu.&lt;br /&gt;Em baixo: HONRA TEUS AVÓS - Lema encontrado nas casas onde Roque Gameiro habitou. Referência ao passado. Familiar e artístico. Sou dos que me lembro de ter uma bisavó com gosto por livros e pintura a óleo. Mas também não esqueço três figuras do meu arquivo pessoal de referências de adolescência. Tem sido uma honra tê-los a todos na minha vida.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLhZEsheVI/AAAAAAAAFws/3eMaYKK2WK8/s1600/SL374379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLhZEsheVI/AAAAAAAAFws/3eMaYKK2WK8/s320/SL374379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409633923298851154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) foi escritor e dramaturgo. Inteligente crítico dos costumes sociais vitorianos, foi alvo de um longo processo judicial por práticas homossexuais - um dos casos, mais hipócritas de que há memória, numa altura em que proliferavam os bordéis masculinos, para além de se verificar um surto nunca igualado de sífilis. Foi condenado a dois anos de prisão com trabalhos forçados e depois da prisão exilou-se para Paris, onde morreu vítima de um ataque de meningite&lt;br /&gt;Jack Smith (1932 – 1989) foi autor de pequenos espectáculos apresentados em casa aos seus amigos, é tido por muitos como um dos grandes nomes da performance art nos anos 60. Foi também realizador de filmes subversivos como &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flaming Creatures&lt;/span&gt; (1962), onde mexe em assuntos como o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;género&lt;/span&gt;, o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kitsch &lt;/span&gt;e o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camp&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Montgomery Clift (1920-1966) foi o actor norte-americano de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bruscamente no Verão Passado, Até à Eternidade &lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Um Lugar ao Sol&lt;/span&gt;. Um acidente de carro desfigurou-lhe um dos lados da cara. Descobri-o numa altura onde reinavam Tom Cruises e Don Johsons, e gostava da estranha calma com que o seu olhar destoava de tanta brutalidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLkEGytZ-I/AAAAAAAAFxU/T5r8zX8lDOE/s1600/SL374493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLkEGytZ-I/AAAAAAAAFxU/T5r8zX8lDOE/s320/SL374493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409636861619300322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLhaXuH3fI/AAAAAAAAFxE/N3uy2oYc2Fo/s1600/SL374391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLhaXuH3fI/AAAAAAAAFxE/N3uy2oYc2Fo/s320/SL374391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409633945585704434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotografia de Roque Gameiro e família na casa da Amadora    //  Conjunto de cassetes com playlists, banda-sonora do filme &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Os Caça-Fantasmas&lt;/span&gt; e uma cassete de limpeza     // Cubo mágico //     Robot-rádio     // Cassetes de vídeo com alguns filmes gravados ou comprados durante a minha adolescência: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Os Marginais, Bonnie and Clyde, West Side Story, Um Eléctrico Chamado Desejo &lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cabaret&lt;/span&gt;. //  Pulseira de prata com a data do meu décimo aniversário no verso: 19-02-1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLhZ8R4IDI/AAAAAAAAFw8/74NDhhRD7Kc/s1600/SL374384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLhZ8R4IDI/AAAAAAAAFw8/74NDhhRD7Kc/s320/SL374384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409633938219474994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livro de autógrafos de André Murraças. Quando eu era novo tinha a mania de andar a pedir autógrafos a músicos e estrelas pelos festivais organizados pelo meu pai na Amadora. Aqui visíveis estão Rui Veloso e Eusébio.      //  Fotografia no quintal da nossa casa na Amadora. Eu e a minha irmã num Carnaval, comigo em Freddy Krueger, o meu herói adolescente   de terror.    // Reprodução de postal com ilustração de Roque Gameiro para a Festa da Árvore de 1913, naquela cidade.   s/ data   //  Colecção de 14 bilhetes-postais, na ocasião do VI aniversário do município da Amadora e do 50º aniversário da morte de Roque Gameiro. Data: 1985 // A minha mãe e eu na nossa casa na Amadora, fotografados pelo meu pai    // A minha irmã, Raquel, e eu   no nosso quintal na casa da Amadora     // O meu primeiro dia no externato Anjo da Guarda, na Amadora  Catálogo da primeira exposição realizada na Amadora com a obra de Roque Gameiro.   O meu pai, que trabalhava na cultura da Câmara Municipal da Amadora, a minha mãe fez o design do catálogo aqui exposto. Data: 1982  //A minha turma na Escola Preparatória da Mina, na Amadora. Chamava-se “Mina” porque naquela região foi descoberta uma mina de água, mais tarde inaugurada pelo então Presidente da República Manuel de Arriaga em 1932.  O local pertencia a uma das famílias da Amadora – os chamados "Lopes da Mina" e, hoje, a água continua a ter grande utilidade, servindo para abastecer o lago do Parque Central. A mina, entretanto encerrada, permanece no mesmo local, num parque ajardinado que tem o nome de Parque da Mina.    //    A minha turma na Escola Secundária da Amadora, numa visita de estudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLhak67TTI/AAAAAAAAFxM/kJTVllhD-T0/s1600/SL374446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLhak67TTI/AAAAAAAAFxM/kJTVllhD-T0/s320/SL374446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409633949129067826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLu7VXox8I/AAAAAAAAFy0/Row4ZeAunqg/s1600/SL374509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLu7VXox8I/AAAAAAAAFy0/Row4ZeAunqg/s320/SL374509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409648805541365698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLu7HKzLJI/AAAAAAAAFys/R773EyhbNoY/s1600/SL374510.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-1472643365663909562?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/1472643365663909562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=1472643365663909562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/1472643365663909562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/1472643365663909562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/38-sala-b.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLu8AGJH9I/AAAAAAAAFzE/E9ksbHDEELc/s72-c/SL374506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-5761901551874435484</id><published>2009-11-29T20:36:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:40:30.793Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALA B&lt;br /&gt;Esta sala é não é tanto sobre Roque Gameiro, nem a sua técnica da aguarela. É mais sobre os meus modestos dotes nesse género, o meu gosto pelo passado e pelas palavras ligadas às imagens. Ele ilustrou um livro de Júlio Dinis: &lt;i style=""&gt;As Pupilas do Senhor Reitor&lt;/i&gt;. Eu ilustrei amores adolescentes ao som de óperas e canções dos anos 90. Ele correspondia-se com o rei D. Carlos. Eu consegui roubar um olhar sorridente à rainha Beatriz da Holanda, numa das suas raras aparições na praça Dam, em Amesterdão – estava eu de visita àquele país onde estudei no final dos anos 90. Mas isso são outras histórias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLc7-YQxbI/AAAAAAAAFv8/JUv68u3r7KM/s1600/SL374353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLc7-YQxbI/AAAAAAAAFv8/JUv68u3r7KM/s320/SL374353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409629025340540338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correspondência real. Um telegrama e uma carta de Tomás de Mello Breyner, Conde D'Amasso e secretário do rei D. Carlos (para além de reconhecido médico).   O telegrama marca uma reunião entre os dois e é endereçada à casa na Amadora. A carta agradece um grupo de pinturas adquiridas para a Rainha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxL1iEaI5hI/AAAAAAAAFzc/2Lov8Jokz5I/s1600/SL374449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxL1iEaI5hI/AAAAAAAAFzc/2Lov8Jokz5I/s320/SL374449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409656068073121298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu também fiz aguarelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLc8dRX95I/AAAAAAAAFwE/ZV2hYjwd7Dk/s1600/SL374363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLc8dRX95I/AAAAAAAAFwE/ZV2hYjwd7Dk/s320/SL374363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409629033633150866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLc82IKtTI/AAAAAAAAFwU/qsjBU7s25t8/s1600/SL374511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLc82IKtTI/AAAAAAAAFwU/qsjBU7s25t8/s320/SL374511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409629040305419570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"- E você, sua rata de sacristia, tem alguma coisa com isso? Que lhe importa saber se eu chego tarde ou cedo?" Júlio Dinis escreveu, Roque Gameiro pintou e a Andreia Pires lê. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Pupilas do Senhor Reitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLd1dI8YGI/AAAAAAAAFwc/c-y7xR-apSQ/s1600/SL374512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLd1dI8YGI/AAAAAAAAFwc/c-y7xR-apSQ/s320/SL374512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409630012850331746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxOeQe_nP5I/AAAAAAAAFz0/zTZg5n8IlK4/s1600/MARG50450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxOeQe_nP5I/AAAAAAAAFz0/zTZg5n8IlK4/s320/MARG50450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409841583437070226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rnLQRIfpzaA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rnLQRIfpzaA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLd1mXA5HI/AAAAAAAAFwk/PXc8Ib8QMgw/s1600/SL374514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLd1mXA5HI/AAAAAAAAFwk/PXc8Ib8QMgw/s320/SL374514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409630015325267058" 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/642927986273886422-5761901551874435484?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/5761901551874435484/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=5761901551874435484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5761901551874435484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5761901551874435484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/37-sala-b-esta-sala-e-nao-e-tanto-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLc7-YQxbI/AAAAAAAAFv8/JUv68u3r7KM/s72-c/SL374353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-8707493905188571552</id><published>2009-11-29T20:23:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:35:08.365Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALA A&lt;br /&gt;Esta sala é sobre a minha infância. Os meus verões azuis. O meu pai nasceu na Nazaré. A minha mãe não. Quando eu era pequeno, tínhamos um sótão na Nazaré, onde passei muitos verões. Eram meses de brincadeira, ondas e alguns escaldões, numa praia com eléctrico e cinema. Lembro-me do mar gelado, da humidade nocturna, das bolas de Berlim da pastelaria Batel, daquele dia em que ganhei as Construções na Areia, dos expressos Lisboa-Nazaré e do Sítio (a parte alta onde habita alguma da população, onde está a capelinha de Nossa Senhora e onde acontecem as festas com carrinhos de choque).&lt;br /&gt;Para Roque Gameiro a Nazaré era um hábito. As gentes de Minde iam muito para ali em passeio de banhos. O artista levava a família a dar uma volta, sem prever que uma das suas filhas haveria de casar com Leitão de Barros – realizador de dois filmes sobre aquela terra de pescadores. Roque Gameiro apaixonou-se pela paisagem selvagem, com rochas cheias de luz e um mar renhido e perigoso.&lt;br /&gt;Para mim a Nazaré será sempre aqueles fins de tarde na esplanada, ou na praia com o Sol a fugir e as senhoras que vendiam bolos a despachar doces embrulhados em papel grosso.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o sótão está inabitável. Precisa de obras e somos (eu, a minha irmã e os meus pais) grandes demais para lá viver. E já nos mudámos para uma outra casa que fica na ladeira daquela praia. Às vezes custa um bocado a subir. Mas a descer, até o D. Fuas Roupinho ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ06apEOI/AAAAAAAAFvc/iUSmH6pqWJQ/s1600/SL374518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ06apEOI/AAAAAAAAFvc/iUSmH6pqWJQ/s320/SL374518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409625605482811618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postais com reproduções de aguarelas de Roque Gameiro.   Edição dos CTT //  Notícia sobre as construções na areia, na praia da Nazaré, em Agosto de 1989 – ano em que ganhei no meu escalão //  O milagre de Nossa Senhora da Nazaré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ0kN-83I/AAAAAAAAFvU/S-B9IPQLs5I/s1600/SL374335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ0kN-83I/AAAAAAAAFvU/S-B9IPQLs5I/s320/SL374335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409625599524139890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu e o meu pai, na piscina de S. Pedro de Moel    //  Nazaré no Inverno. Praia e esplanada de S. Miguel   //  Eu e os meus pais na praia     // No nosso sótão na R. da Saudade, na Nazaré   //  A família num casamento na igreja do Sítio da Nazaré. Eu com lacinho azul     // No externato Anjo da Guarda. Carnaval. Eu de pescador nazareno.    //  Eu, a minha pequena irmã e o meu pai, num dos muitos piqueniques nas matas à saída da Nazaré     // Num dos muitos verões passados com o meu primo, na Nazaré     // Eu, o meu primo e o meu avô, no ainda-em-construção porto da Nazaré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ1p6laCI/AAAAAAAAFvs/We8C0_xtBt8/s1600/SL374347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ1p6laCI/AAAAAAAAFvs/We8C0_xtBt8/s320/SL374347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409625618233255970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu no sótão, bronzeado e a ouvir a rádio Nazaré     // Um mergulho      // Verão na Nazaré tinha sempre a bóia das bolinhas da minha irmã e passeios no cavalinho da pastelaria Batel  // Eu e a minha irmã nas piscina de S. Pedro de Moel, para onde se ia muito quando o mar na Nazaré ficava bravo. Era o final do mês de Agosto…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ1IAIYMI/AAAAAAAAFvk/4crm6MlXNCQ/s1600/SL374451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ1IAIYMI/AAAAAAAAFvk/4crm6MlXNCQ/s320/SL374451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409625609129713858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ0Fv5ymI/AAAAAAAAFvM/6K5NB_V5ZBQ/s1600/SL374336.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-8707493905188571552?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/8707493905188571552/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=8707493905188571552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8707493905188571552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8707493905188571552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/37-sala-esta-sala-e-sobre-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLZ06apEOI/AAAAAAAAFvc/iUSmH6pqWJQ/s72-c/SL374518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-2035093398208059002</id><published>2009-11-29T20:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:16:16.215Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado de manhã. Últimos retoques. Ás 15h abriam-se as portas. Um problema. Uma solução. Lá fora, um frio de rachar. Nada comparável à noite anterior onde o nevoeiro cortava o ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV30eWI1I/AAAAAAAAFvE/H8BmIIAPORE/s1600/SL374408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV30eWI1I/AAAAAAAAFvE/H8BmIIAPORE/s320/SL374408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409621257380832082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV3a4bbJI/AAAAAAAAFu8/M06FOaApdZs/s1600/SL374410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV3a4bbJI/AAAAAAAAFu8/M06FOaApdZs/s320/SL374410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409621250510908562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV3IE95UI/AAAAAAAAFu0/QAnxNrfv5VE/s1600/SL374415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV3IE95UI/AAAAAAAAFu0/QAnxNrfv5VE/s320/SL374415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409621245463225666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV2v4CMKI/AAAAAAAAFus/b-AkJYYGH_g/s1600/SL374412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV2v4CMKI/AAAAAAAAFus/b-AkJYYGH_g/s320/SL374412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409621238966530210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV2TiVJfI/AAAAAAAAFuk/j8XyFLoa4-U/s1600/SL374428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV2TiVJfI/AAAAAAAAFuk/j8XyFLoa4-U/s320/SL374428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409621231359305202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-2035093398208059002?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/2035093398208059002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=2035093398208059002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/2035093398208059002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/2035093398208059002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/36-sabado-de-manha.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLV30eWI1I/AAAAAAAAFvE/H8BmIIAPORE/s72-c/SL374408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-3471596344886853255</id><published>2009-11-29T19:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:05:13.533Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montagens na sexta à noite. O dia anterior ao espectáculo. Duas horas para pôr tudo no lugar e fazer ajustes a algumas alterações de última hora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTx-4M3YI/AAAAAAAAFuc/NI2NLeFMRtI/s1600/SL374349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTx-4M3YI/AAAAAAAAFuc/NI2NLeFMRtI/s320/SL374349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409618958071160194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTxYdUAPI/AAAAAAAAFuU/vOVkZQSsHKc/s1600/SL374343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTxYdUAPI/AAAAAAAAFuU/vOVkZQSsHKc/s320/SL374343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409618947757834482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTxDulwVI/AAAAAAAAFuM/BKM5TuQCLDM/s1600/SL374338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTxDulwVI/AAAAAAAAFuM/BKM5TuQCLDM/s320/SL374338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409618942193156434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTwo_UDII/AAAAAAAAFuE/JMY1ryNAB-U/s1600/SL374333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTwo_UDII/AAAAAAAAFuE/JMY1ryNAB-U/s320/SL374333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409618935015541890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-3471596344886853255?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/3471596344886853255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=3471596344886853255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3471596344886853255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3471596344886853255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/35-montagens-na-sexta-noite.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SxLTx-4M3YI/AAAAAAAAFuc/NI2NLeFMRtI/s72-c/SL374349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-4332417224394240721</id><published>2009-11-26T23:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:39:28.026Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fazer as malas para Minde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8Qamftm5I/AAAAAAAAFt8/A0IO_g8qrxc/s1600/SL374330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8Qamftm5I/AAAAAAAAFt8/A0IO_g8qrxc/s320/SL374330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408559726691457938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã parto ao fim do dia para Minde. O espectáculo é Sábado. Gostava de dizer que está pronto, mas não está. Falta montar tudo o que levo de Lisboa e parcialmente à vista na foto. Adereços, fotografias, sons e vídeos. Tudo pronto a pôr no sítio, devidamente e antecipadamente planeado por estas semanas. Estou a meio caminho. Ainda. E daqui a Minde é pouco mais do que uma hora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-4332417224394240721?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/4332417224394240721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=4332417224394240721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/4332417224394240721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/4332417224394240721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/34-fazer-as-malas-para-minde.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8Qamftm5I/AAAAAAAAFt8/A0IO_g8qrxc/s72-c/SL374330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-5340784037957958203</id><published>2009-11-26T22:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:50:52.264Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda as latas. As minhas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8GG_iozfI/AAAAAAAAFt0/kaITyuV1Z04/s1600/SL374317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8GG_iozfI/AAAAAAAAFt0/kaITyuV1Z04/s320/SL374317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408548394700951026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8GGmulIeI/AAAAAAAAFts/Ib0CK_DDNBA/s1600/SL374315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8GGmulIeI/AAAAAAAAFts/Ib0CK_DDNBA/s320/SL374315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408548388040155618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8GGL0kRzI/AAAAAAAAFtk/92J_vCcKzJ0/s1600/SL374314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8GGL0kRzI/AAAAAAAAFtk/92J_vCcKzJ0/s320/SL374314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408548380817508146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-5340784037957958203?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/5340784037957958203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=5340784037957958203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5340784037957958203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5340784037957958203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/33-ainda-as-latas.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw8GG_iozfI/AAAAAAAAFt0/kaITyuV1Z04/s72-c/SL374317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-5536918071637298313</id><published>2009-11-26T11:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:10:40.275Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para além do cenário natural do espaço do Museu Aguarela em Minde onde farei o espectáculo, vai haver um ou outro apontamento cenográfico. Como é um espectáculo de memórias, parte da imensa colecção de latas que enchia uma parede do meu quarto de adolescente estará disposta lá. Fui buscá-la à cave e recuperei-lhe o brilho, cuidadosamente. São sacos e sacos de bebidas do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw5hzKGJO9I/AAAAAAAAFtM/anun6uHTayo/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw5hzKGJO9I/AAAAAAAAFtM/anun6uHTayo/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408367734029892562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw5hzgtPdJI/AAAAAAAAFtc/EiSVGYza16o/s1600/latasbacanas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw5hzgtPdJI/AAAAAAAAFtc/EiSVGYza16o/s320/latasbacanas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408367740099458194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw5hzoXt30I/AAAAAAAAFtU/dA_cqn_QDo8/s1600/0,,11863036-EX,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw5hzoXt30I/AAAAAAAAFtU/dA_cqn_QDo8/s320/0,,11863036-EX,00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408367742156660546" 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/642927986273886422-5536918071637298313?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/5536918071637298313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=5536918071637298313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5536918071637298313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5536918071637298313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/32-para-alem-do-cenario-natural-do.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sw5hzKGJO9I/AAAAAAAAFtM/anun6uHTayo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-9019331264851025018</id><published>2009-11-23T15:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:43:11.349Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das minhas memórias de infância. A prática de Judo na Assossiação Académica da Amadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwqtZOqOHnI/AAAAAAAAFss/tEvGRK6cGCw/s1600/judo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwqtZOqOHnI/AAAAAAAAFss/tEvGRK6cGCw/s320/judo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407324951555219058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei a cinturão verde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwqtZbjXI-I/AAAAAAAAFs0/nx439dpWbi8/s1600/judo_faixas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwqtZbjXI-I/AAAAAAAAFs0/nx439dpWbi8/s320/judo_faixas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407324955016111074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judo "the Gentle Way" was founded by Dr. Jigoro Kano in 1882 to develop a martial art into a way of life, and a sport, based on overarching principles concerning the development of physical, mental, and moral culture. The first principle of judo, as articulated by Dr. Kano, is Seiryokuzenyou or "Maximum efficiency in physical and mental activity." The JCCC Judo Kai's goal is to develop its members' awareness of this principle through physical, cultural and spiritual development. The second principle of judo is Jitakyouei or "Mutual welfare and prosperity." An equally important goal of the JCCC Judo Kai is to encourage the development of each member's sense of cooperation, respect and unity. Judo instruction emphasizes respect for oneself, others, and responsible care for each other in class, and in daily life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-9019331264851025018?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/9019331264851025018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=9019331264851025018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/9019331264851025018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/9019331264851025018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/31-uma-das-minhas-memorias-de-infancia.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwqtZOqOHnI/AAAAAAAAFss/tEvGRK6cGCw/s72-c/judo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-3988442433853649701</id><published>2009-11-22T15:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:38:59.613Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma ária de Mozart que no espectáculo será dedicada a duas passagens importantes pela minha adolescência. Roque Gameiro seria apreciador de ópera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/spS4v6guHHc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/spS4v6guHHc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-3988442433853649701?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/3988442433853649701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=3988442433853649701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3988442433853649701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3988442433853649701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-uma-aria-de-mozart-que-no.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-8605567146890890999</id><published>2009-11-22T00:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T00:47:04.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwiJ_C3G2xI/AAAAAAAAFsM/cIYdcirl5DQ/s1600/SL374308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwiJ_C3G2xI/AAAAAAAAFsM/cIYdcirl5DQ/s320/SL374308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406723068851051282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recta final. A mesa de trabalho tem 4 pilhas de material correspondente às 4 salas do museu. Cada um desses molhos tem o material que será usado para intervir no espaço. Textos, imagens, fotografias, objectos e demais surpresas. Tudo quase pronto de forma a chegar a Minde na próxima sexta e seja só "pôr no sítio" - o que ainda nos vai levar uma noite e uma manhã. Não parece muito, mas é muito.&lt;br /&gt;O cansaço já se nota. Mais um esforço, vá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-8605567146890890999?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/8605567146890890999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=8605567146890890999&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8605567146890890999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8605567146890890999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/29-recta-final.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwiJ_C3G2xI/AAAAAAAAFsM/cIYdcirl5DQ/s72-c/SL374308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-6771009661089916143</id><published>2009-11-19T21:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:19:06.907Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O texto do espectáculo está pronto. É a primeira vez que vou trabalhar com um texto que se reparte por um bloco impresso, outro dito e ainda outro improvisado. A junção dos três resulta numa quase biografia de Roque Gameiro cruzada com a minha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwW1wLrahII/AAAAAAAAFsE/_dMF0hTXZXc/s1600/SL374302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwW1wLrahII/AAAAAAAAFsE/_dMF0hTXZXc/s320/SL374302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405926767101379714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwW1vjbILWI/AAAAAAAAFr8/6vlWDeRHwJI/s1600/SL374304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwW1vjbILWI/AAAAAAAAFr8/6vlWDeRHwJI/s320/SL374304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405926756295650658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwW1vcqOv4I/AAAAAAAAFr0/vz8R57eEbpI/s1600/SL374306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwW1vcqOv4I/AAAAAAAAFr0/vz8R57eEbpI/s320/SL374306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405926754479947650" 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/642927986273886422-6771009661089916143?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/6771009661089916143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=6771009661089916143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/6771009661089916143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/6771009661089916143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/28-o-texto-do-espectaculo-esta-pronto.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwW1wLrahII/AAAAAAAAFsE/_dMF0hTXZXc/s72-c/SL374302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-3693200643979082578</id><published>2009-11-18T15:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:16:43.499Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, fim de tarde no Pão de Canela com o Hugo Baeta a definir a imagem gráfica para o espectáculo. Haverá um folheto que é distribuído aos visitantes e que tem um papel importantíssimo na fruição do espectáculo. Segui depois para casa para finalizar textos e enviar imagens.  Os dias passam a correr. Ainda há muito que fazer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-3693200643979082578?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/3693200643979082578/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=3693200643979082578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3693200643979082578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3693200643979082578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/27-ontem-fim-de-tarde-no-pao-de-canela.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-8541067914639495080</id><published>2009-11-17T20:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:58:06.240Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A propósito de casas... Della Reese canta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A House Is Not a Home&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Burt Bacharach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/saR7O829FCU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/saR7O829FCU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-8541067914639495080?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/8541067914639495080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=8541067914639495080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8541067914639495080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8541067914639495080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/28-proposito-de-casas.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-382205492423364382</id><published>2009-11-17T12:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:07:14.739Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casa Roque Gameiro (Museu Aguarela Roque Gameiro) em Minde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwKR6Z1OLZI/AAAAAAAAFrU/w9PJWTFfXRs/s1600/museu_aguarela_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwKR6Z1OLZI/AAAAAAAAFrU/w9PJWTFfXRs/s320/museu_aguarela_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405042935350570386" 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/642927986273886422-382205492423364382?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/382205492423364382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=382205492423364382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/382205492423364382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/382205492423364382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/25-casa-roque-gameiro-museu-aguarela.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwKR6Z1OLZI/AAAAAAAAFrU/w9PJWTFfXRs/s72-c/museu_aguarela_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-96003518742373281</id><published>2009-11-17T12:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:05:45.296Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casa Roque Gameiro na Amadora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwKRTISbNyI/AAAAAAAAFrM/kncCBDhtFAc/s1600/20070622193528114282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwKRTISbNyI/AAAAAAAAFrM/kncCBDhtFAc/s320/20070622193528114282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405042260626323234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="clsContentTitle" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;Foi construída no alto da Freguesia da Venteira entre 1898 e 1901. Esta vivenda foi edificada para habitação do pintor aguarelista &lt;a href="http://www.cm-amadora.pt/PageGen.aspx?WMCM_PaginaId=32475" target="_self"&gt;Alfredo Roque Gameiro&lt;/a&gt; e da sua família, num local outrora isolado, situado a alguma distância do caminho-de-ferro da Porcalhota, onde se desfrutava de uma bela vista de campos lavrados que se estendiam por largos quilómetros em seu redor.A casa comporta um notável conjunto de azulejos com características singulares, encontrando-se todo o interior do piso principal revestido com lambris de azulejos brancos, dois medalhões representando alegorias à aguarela e litografia, técnicas de expressão plástica a que Roque Gameiro se dedicou. Um dos conjuntos mais interessantes é o da sala de jantar da família com um padrão de azulejos da autoria de Rafael Bordalo Pinheiro, com temas naturalistas.&lt;br /&gt;As opções estéticas patentes na Casa denotam uma influência directa dos ideais nacionalistas partilhados por intelectuais e políticos da Geração de 90 do Século XIX.&lt;br /&gt;A Casa Roque Gameiro encontra-se aberta ao público, podendo ser visitadas algumas das salas de habitação da família Roque Gameiro, bem como as exposições temporárias patentes nos dois pisos inferiores do edifício.&lt;br /&gt;Está em vias de ser classificada como imóvel de interesse público.&lt;br /&gt;(tirado &lt;a href="http://www.cm-amadora.pt/PageGen.aspx?WMCM_PaginaId=30174"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-96003518742373281?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/96003518742373281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=96003518742373281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/96003518742373281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/96003518742373281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/24-casa-roque-gameiro-na-amadora-foi.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwKRTISbNyI/AAAAAAAAFrM/kncCBDhtFAc/s72-c/20070622193528114282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-2446550399626920232</id><published>2009-11-15T21:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:45:18.285Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrever. Apagar. Editar. Escrevinhar. Apagar. Definir. Fechar. Hesitar. Seguir o instinto. Decidir. Avançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwB1pzXO9VI/AAAAAAAAFqM/0rdvypV1ApY/s1600-h/SL374229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwB1pzXO9VI/AAAAAAAAFqM/0rdvypV1ApY/s320/SL374229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404448913867339090" 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/642927986273886422-2446550399626920232?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/2446550399626920232/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=2446550399626920232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/2446550399626920232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/2446550399626920232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/23-escrever.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SwB1pzXO9VI/AAAAAAAAFqM/0rdvypV1ApY/s72-c/SL374229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-6373588500022846880</id><published>2009-11-15T11:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:15:35.464Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ano em que eu nasci, o Carlos do Carmo ganhou o Festival da Canção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_bsJiAN8PFM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_bsJiAN8PFM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-6373588500022846880?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/6373588500022846880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=6373588500022846880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/6373588500022846880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/6373588500022846880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/22-no-ano-em-que-eu-nasci-o-carlos-do.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-1196436732154781442</id><published>2009-11-15T11:02:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:30:25.261Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem passei o dia em Minde. Reunião com a responsável pelo Museu onde farei o espectáculo para acertar pequenas grandes coisas. Reunião com a actriz que vai colaborar comigo e encontro com parte técnica. Tudo a andar. Tempo para passar no ponto de encontro do Festival que funciona como escritório e tudo o mais, para pequenas coisas a resolver com produção. O espaço do ponto de encontro (ainda em acabamentos e últimos stresses) nalgumas fotos em baixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lHhHrE_I/AAAAAAAAFqE/wxfUKSoje2o/s1600-h/SL374270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lHhHrE_I/AAAAAAAAFqE/wxfUKSoje2o/s320/SL374270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404289995180282866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lHNNG7CI/AAAAAAAAFp8/WhEuE1Vsq18/s1600-h/SL374271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lHNNG7CI/AAAAAAAAFp8/WhEuE1Vsq18/s320/SL374271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404289989834370082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lG15naXI/AAAAAAAAFp0/6kG7Y3XM4so/s1600-h/SL374272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lG15naXI/AAAAAAAAFp0/6kG7Y3XM4so/s320/SL374272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404289983578597746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lGbIdBdI/AAAAAAAAFps/tUAR-93R8Ko/s1600-h/SL374273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lGbIdBdI/AAAAAAAAFps/tUAR-93R8Ko/s320/SL374273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404289976393074130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_j2RfT-_I/AAAAAAAAFpM/juqAorOgHiQ/s1600-h/SL374279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_j2RfT-_I/AAAAAAAAFpM/juqAorOgHiQ/s320/SL374279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404288599415061490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_j12ZAERI/AAAAAAAAFpE/eXv592cKCFA/s1600-h/SL374278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_j12ZAERI/AAAAAAAAFpE/eXv592cKCFA/s320/SL374278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404288592140833042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_iIdFupfI/AAAAAAAAFok/CmfVsvYIAS4/s1600-h/SL374287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_iIdFupfI/AAAAAAAAFok/CmfVsvYIAS4/s320/SL374287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404286712743372274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_j2titPxI/AAAAAAAAFpU/41IyCJyZsPU/s1600-h/SL374282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_j2titPxI/AAAAAAAAFpU/41IyCJyZsPU/s320/SL374282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404288606945492754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_j2zIR8aI/AAAAAAAAFpc/k0Dzp6IrjxI/s1600-h/SL374283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_j2zIR8aI/AAAAAAAAFpc/k0Dzp6IrjxI/s320/SL374283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404288608445264290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_iH11ECMI/AAAAAAAAFoc/0tsmffV7ygc/s1600-h/SL374286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_iH11ECMI/AAAAAAAAFoc/0tsmffV7ygc/s320/SL374286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404286702204487874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_iJWeLoiI/AAAAAAAAFo8/Um38sTYcZ94/s1600-h/SL374295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_iJWeLoiI/AAAAAAAAFo8/Um38sTYcZ94/s320/SL374295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404286728146756130" 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/642927986273886422-1196436732154781442?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/1196436732154781442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=1196436732154781442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/1196436732154781442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/1196436732154781442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/21-ontem-passei-o-dia-em-minde.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv_lHhHrE_I/AAAAAAAAFqE/wxfUKSoje2o/s72-c/SL374270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-2546664711743857060</id><published>2009-11-14T18:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T09:38:29.514Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;#20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv7zghzclJI/AAAAAAAAFoU/iHLVep6FmL0/s1600-h/IMG000008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv7zghzclJI/AAAAAAAAFoU/iHLVep6FmL0/s320/IMG000008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404024343046689938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comboio, a caminho de Lisboa, depois de um dia em Minde com reuniões com o Museu Aguarela Roque Gameiro, actriz e produção. De manhã o comboio vinha à pinha com um coro gospel muito barulhento mesmo sem cantar. Agora parece um comboio fantasma no meio da noite, com lugares vazios e (pouca) gente a caminho do concerto dos Depeche Mode, no Atlântico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-2546664711743857060?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/2546664711743857060/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=2546664711743857060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/2546664711743857060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/2546664711743857060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/19-no-comboi-caminho-de-lisboa-depois.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv7zghzclJI/AAAAAAAAFoU/iHLVep6FmL0/s72-c/IMG000008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-1200609433263647752</id><published>2009-11-13T18:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:29:04.792Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv2rkPtyYvI/AAAAAAAAFoM/Yhhj7jFgIRM/s1600-h/SL374269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv2rkPtyYvI/AAAAAAAAFoM/Yhhj7jFgIRM/s320/SL374269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403663767096681202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um café com meu pai e o encontro com um envelope cheio de memorabilia relativa a  Roque Gameiro. Há fotocópias para ler, fotos para explorar e muita informação sobre a casa na Amadora. Tudo para ler, absorver e esquecer. &lt;br /&gt;Amanhã, Minde. Encontro com a responsável pelo Museu Aguarela, técnicos e a actriz que me vai acompanhar no espectáculo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-1200609433263647752?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/1200609433263647752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=1200609433263647752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/1200609433263647752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/1200609433263647752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/19-um-cafe-com-meu-pai-e-o-encontro-com.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Sv2rkPtyYvI/AAAAAAAAFoM/Yhhj7jFgIRM/s72-c/SL374269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-1289174270977924362</id><published>2009-11-13T00:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:03:11.056Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns artistas plásticos que intervêm em museus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvyulyBZX1I/AAAAAAAAFn8/Tl63_knpHEw/s1600-h/2398836585_f97b2d09f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvyulyBZX1I/AAAAAAAAFn8/Tl63_knpHEw/s320/2398836585_f97b2d09f4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403385617043775314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jan Fabre no Louvre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvyumLtMmPI/AAAAAAAAFoE/1uhcFVu42m8/s1600-h/christo_the-wrapped-reichstag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvyumLtMmPI/AAAAAAAAFoE/1uhcFVu42m8/s320/christo_the-wrapped-reichstag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403385623938373874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cristo no Reichstag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPWQBmC5iAY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPWQBmC5iAY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tino Sehgal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-U8Fl45-DFw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-U8Fl45-DFw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Martin Creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-1289174270977924362?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/1289174270977924362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=1289174270977924362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/1289174270977924362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/1289174270977924362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/18-alguns-artistas-plasticos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvyulyBZX1I/AAAAAAAAFn8/Tl63_knpHEw/s72-c/2398836585_f97b2d09f4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-3446038956669806692</id><published>2009-11-11T18:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:28:40.011Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;troca de emails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from André Murraças &lt;andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Filipa Achega &lt;filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date Tue, Nov 10, 2009 at 1:25 PM&lt;br /&gt;subject dúvida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipa, consegues-me comprovar junta da Maria Alzira que a imagem que te mando em anexo é do Roque Gameiro? E que é o retrato do rei D. Carlos?&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado. a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;/andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvsAmi8HlfI/AAAAAAAAFnk/eP60RS-hBrA/s1600-h/Rei+D.+Carlos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvsAmi8HlfI/AAAAAAAAFnk/eP60RS-hBrA/s320/Rei+D.+Carlos2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402912840175031794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Filipa Achega &lt;filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to André Murraças &lt;andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date Tue, Nov 10, 2009 at 5:12 PM&lt;br /&gt;subject Re: dúvida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá André,&lt;br /&gt;Existem sérias dúvidas relativamente a esta aguarela. A Maria Alzira não consegue confirmar porque n encontra este D. Carlos documentado. Procuramos e nada. Presume-se que sim mas n temos a certeza. Pedi-lhe que me enviasse um D. Carlos por ARG. Perguntou-me também se o objectivo era um cavaleiro (lá falou do João Semana....) ou se o próprio D. Carlos.&lt;br /&gt;Espero por imagens que ela irá enviar.&lt;br /&gt;Diz-me algo&lt;br /&gt;FA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- Forwarded message ----------&lt;br /&gt;From: Museu Aguarela Roque Gameiro &lt;museuaguarela@caorg.pt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 2009/11/11&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Fotografia de Aguarela "D. Carlos I"&lt;br /&gt;To: filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A imagem que viste não é nossa, nem fomos nós que a fomos buscar à internet. Apesar de tudo, aqui vai, com outra que conseguimos também na Internet.&lt;br /&gt;Esta última é assinada por RG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/museuaguarela@caorg.pt&gt;&lt;/andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;/filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;/filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;/andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvsA7fFP7uI/AAAAAAAAFns/rqPLCLbwidw/s1600-h/dcarlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvsA7fFP7uI/AAAAAAAAFns/rqPLCLbwidw/s320/dcarlos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402913199916838626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nota final minha:&lt;/span&gt; A "outra" era a que levantava dúvidas. Esta aqui em cima é mesmo de Roque Gameiro, retratanto o nosso gordo rei D. Carlos. &lt;andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;museuaguarela@caorg.pt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/museuaguarela@caorg.pt&gt;&lt;/andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;/filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;/filipa.achega@materiaisdiversos.com&gt;&lt;/andypunch@gmail.com&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-3446038956669806692?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/3446038956669806692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=3446038956669806692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3446038956669806692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3446038956669806692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/17-troca-de-emails-from-andre-murracas.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvsAmi8HlfI/AAAAAAAAFnk/eP60RS-hBrA/s72-c/Rei+D.+Carlos2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-3374678404115695389</id><published>2009-11-09T20:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:48:08.154Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh8N0-MCFI/AAAAAAAAFm0/xtawBpErmIA/s1600-h/SL374266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh8N0-MCFI/AAAAAAAAFm0/xtawBpErmIA/s320/SL374266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402204330030532690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto é de mim, pequeno. Estou na praia da Nazaré onde passei muitos Verões. O Roque Gameiro também por lá andou. Pintou algumas vezes aquela paisagem rochosa (como mostram as imagens em baixo, em reproduções de postal com selo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh_CA6_kgI/AAAAAAAAFnM/4HvkVdc7d9M/s1600-h/RoKGameiro04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh_CA6_kgI/AAAAAAAAFnM/4HvkVdc7d9M/s320/RoKGameiro04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402207425614811650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh_CC1UwKI/AAAAAAAAFnE/4L3PicTHdl4/s1600-h/RoKGameiro03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh_CC1UwKI/AAAAAAAAFnE/4L3PicTHdl4/s320/RoKGameiro03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402207426127904930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me lembro daquele dia da foto. Mas lembro-me daquela camisola de lã muito grossa, feita pela minha mãe e de a praia ser muito ventosa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-3374678404115695389?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/3374678404115695389/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=3374678404115695389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3374678404115695389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/3374678404115695389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/16-esta-foto-e-de-mim-muito-pequeno.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh8N0-MCFI/AAAAAAAAFm0/xtawBpErmIA/s72-c/SL374266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-6562244573035842217</id><published>2009-11-09T20:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:17:02.580Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Outsiders&lt;/span&gt; do Francis Ford Coppola é um dos filmes da minha adolescência. Passava muito nos intervalos lá na secundária da Amadora, e deve ter dado na rtp2 pois lembro-me de o ver na televisão. Lembro-me deste filme sobretudo porque tinha esta cena com o &lt;a href="http://www.online-literature.com/frost/748/"&gt;poema &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing Gold Can Stay&lt;/span&gt;, de Robert Frost&lt;/a&gt;. Na altura, a cena tocou-me muito, sem perceber porquê. Hoje entendo. É um poema - e uma grande cena de cinema - sobre o despertar da juventude, mas também sobre a certeza de que isso é passageiro e de que a vida adulta é o que se segue obrigatoriamente. Em baixo, a cena do filme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TwJ-ppxCGPk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TwJ-ppxCGPk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E deixo aqui também uma cena do filme &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Splendor in the Grass&lt;/span&gt;. Esta teve o mesmo efeito em mim e que acho são sobre a mesma coisa, com o acrescento amoroso. O primeiro vi-o inocente. O segundo vi-o já depois, quando percebia uma ou outra coisa da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tbft-6o4MQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tbft-6o4MQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto um como o outro estarão presentes no espectáculo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-6562244573035842217?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/6562244573035842217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=6562244573035842217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/6562244573035842217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/6562244573035842217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/15-o-filme-outsiders-do-coppola-e-um.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-8989157270975910487</id><published>2009-11-09T20:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:06:36.952Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O artista. Roque Gameiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh2RKOWEkI/AAAAAAAAFms/PK2WYJiYWvo/s1600-h/20070810150843937238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh2RKOWEkI/AAAAAAAAFms/PK2WYJiYWvo/s320/20070810150843937238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402197790205284930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-8989157270975910487?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/8989157270975910487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=8989157270975910487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8989157270975910487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8989157270975910487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/14-o-artista.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Svh2RKOWEkI/AAAAAAAAFms/PK2WYJiYWvo/s72-c/20070810150843937238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-8182584967706272827</id><published>2009-11-09T20:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:03:07.169Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou na fase de fechar o texto. Aquilo que quero fazer está mais do que fechado. Será uma intervenção no Museu Aguarela. Esta semana fiquei a saber que tenho um ok para a colaboração da Maria Alzira, do Luís (ambos daquele Museu) e da actriz Andreia Pires, no espectáculo. Eu também entro, mas depois será um percurso que o espectador fará no museu, encontrando pistas, objectos, textos e, claro, obras de Roque Gameiro. &lt;br /&gt;Aqui por casa fecha-se texto. É parte do que falta. E é muito. Ainda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-8182584967706272827?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/8182584967706272827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=8182584967706272827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8182584967706272827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8182584967706272827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/13-estou-na-fase-de-fechar-o-texto.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-5690777572244438753</id><published>2009-11-09T15:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:48:13.899Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filmes de polivalente.&lt;br /&gt;Em baixo, alguns clips de filmes que passavam no polivalente da  minha secundária. Estão intrinsecamente ligados às minhas memórias de adolescente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/doKfBmjIOMA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/doKfBmjIOMA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8NYZF90aPX4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8NYZF90aPX4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yv4AFuOY9y4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yv4AFuOY9y4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCm_NMU6Phw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCm_NMU6Phw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-5690777572244438753?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/5690777572244438753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=5690777572244438753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5690777572244438753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5690777572244438753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/12-filmes-de-polivalente.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-8877122758132925490</id><published>2009-11-04T20:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:38:03.256Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesa de trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHlM9Y7ArI/AAAAAAAAFls/c3yqMrSfOFc/s1600-h/SL374253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHlM9Y7ArI/AAAAAAAAFls/c3yqMrSfOFc/s320/SL374253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400349438994219698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-8877122758132925490?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/8877122758132925490/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=8877122758132925490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8877122758132925490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8877122758132925490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/11-mesa-de-trabalho.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHlM9Y7ArI/AAAAAAAAFls/c3yqMrSfOFc/s72-c/SL374253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-4858304129879251506</id><published>2009-11-04T20:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:03:08.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas das aguarelas que Roque Gameiro fez para &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Pupilas do Senhor Reitor&lt;/span&gt;, de Júlio Dinis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkEFAkcVI/AAAAAAAAFlk/vDLgSJhv5z0/s1600-h/MARG37450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkEFAkcVI/AAAAAAAAFlk/vDLgSJhv5z0/s320/MARG37450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400348186909110610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkD1AzngI/AAAAAAAAFlc/SbHp4jaA73w/s1600-h/MARG39450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkD1AzngI/AAAAAAAAFlc/SbHp4jaA73w/s320/MARG39450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400348182615137794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkDg9eLRI/AAAAAAAAFlU/WpJw5YT_JpA/s1600-h/MARG42450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkDg9eLRI/AAAAAAAAFlU/WpJw5YT_JpA/s320/MARG42450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400348177232440594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- [...] Mas o sr. João admira-se? E então se eu lhe disser que ele provou também que um homem é a mesma coisa que um macaco?&lt;br /&gt;João da Esquina fechou com impetuosidade o livro dos assentos.&lt;br /&gt;- Irra! Está a caçoar comigo, sr. José? Ele podia lá dizer semelhante coisa!&lt;br /&gt;- Pergunte-o ao sr. Reitor, que assim o explicou; pergunte, se não acredita.&lt;br /&gt;- Eu não, pois... Macaco! Então eu sou macaco? Então vocemessê é macaco? Então ele é macaco? Então nós somos... ora, isso não pode ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkDY8DdDI/AAAAAAAAFlM/iy4gSC9rPLs/s1600-h/MARG43450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkDY8DdDI/AAAAAAAAFlM/iy4gSC9rPLs/s320/MARG43450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400348175079011378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkDbVomHI/AAAAAAAAFlE/jZskGYzv2Zs/s1600-h/MARG46450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHkDbVomHI/AAAAAAAAFlE/jZskGYzv2Zs/s320/MARG46450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400348175723174002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHjsaj6-CI/AAAAAAAAFk8/WK8KOzTK1AE/s1600-h/MARG48450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHjsaj6-CI/AAAAAAAAFk8/WK8KOzTK1AE/s320/MARG48450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400347780377671714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defronte do campo, donde, com as melhores intenções deste mundo, o reitor estava espionando, e separado apenas dele pela estreita e úmida rua, de que já falamos, estendia-se um trato de terreno inculto, muito coberto de tojo e de giestas, e dessa espontânea vegetação alpestre, que, no nosso clima, enflora ainda mais os montes mais áridos e bravios.&lt;br /&gt;Dispersas por toda a extensão deste pasto, erravam as ovelhas e cabras de um numeroso rebanho, de que eram os únicos guardadores, um enorme e respeitável cão pastor e uma rapariguita de, quando muito, doze anos de idade.&lt;br /&gt;Até aqui nada de notável para o reverendo pároco.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que o maravilhou foi o grupo que formavam, naquele momento, a pequena zagala, o cão e o nosso conhecido Daniel, por via de quem o bom do padre empreendera tão trabalhosa excursão.&lt;br /&gt;A pequena sentada junto de uma pedra informe e musgosa, folheava com atenção um livro, dirigindo, de tempos em tempos, meios sorrisos para Daniel, que, deitado aos pés dela, de bruços, com os cotovelos fincados no chão e o queixo pousado nas mãos, parecia, ao contemplar embevecido os olhos da engraçada criança, estar divisando neles todos os dotes mencionados na canção da Morena, que lhe ouvimos cantar.&lt;br /&gt;Jaziam ao lado dos dois uma roca espiada e os livros de Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;Completava o grupo o cão, enroscado junto do pequeno estudante com desassombrada familiaridade, e denunciando assim que o conhecimento entre eles, e por conseguinte de Daniel com a pastora, não era já de recente data.&lt;br /&gt;Este grupo, apesar de toda a sua beleza artística, realçada pelas meias tintas do crepúsculo e por o fundo alaranjado do céu, sobre que se desenhavam os rendados das árvores ao longe, não agradou de maneira nenhuma ao reitor, que, com um franzir de sobrolho, mostrou claramente a contrariedade que ele lhe fazia experimentar.&lt;br /&gt;Esteve para surgir entre o centeio e mostrar-se aos enlevados personagens deste idílio infantil, severo e terrível, como o velho vulto do gigante Adamastor, nas estâncias do grande épico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHjsP9kjgI/AAAAAAAAFk0/uOZvgSGxWcM/s1600-h/MARG50450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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Lá dentro vai haver quadros de Roque Gameiro. Quadros do chinês. Coisas que aparecem e desaparecem. Sons de memórias. Fotografias e palavras. Tudo para o espectador ver, ler e ouvir. Guiado por si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHiVBt-6dI/AAAAAAAAFkU/e3ARrTqp6tc/s1600-h/SL374252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHiVBt-6dI/AAAAAAAAFkU/e3ARrTqp6tc/s320/SL374252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400346279060367826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHiU438kMI/AAAAAAAAFkM/Qtv7v6wYAJ8/s1600-h/SL374254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHiU438kMI/AAAAAAAAFkM/Qtv7v6wYAJ8/s320/SL374254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400346276686237890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-7697765194763489143?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/7697765194763489143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=7697765194763489143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/7697765194763489143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/7697765194763489143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/9-trabalhar-na-intervencao-dentro-do.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHiVBt-6dI/AAAAAAAAFkU/e3ARrTqp6tc/s72-c/SL374252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-7465563023110889080</id><published>2009-11-04T20:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:11:53.740Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;#8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colaboração com Minde. Comunicação com Minde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHhlA4EQnI/AAAAAAAAFkE/GHVMQhN6P-8/s1600-h/SL374245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400345454200504946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHhlA4EQnI/AAAAAAAAFkE/GHVMQhN6P-8/s320/SL374245.JPG" 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/642927986273886422-7465563023110889080?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/7465563023110889080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=7465563023110889080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/7465563023110889080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/7465563023110889080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/11/8-colaboracao-com-minde.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SvHhlA4EQnI/AAAAAAAAFkE/GHVMQhN6P-8/s72-c/SL374245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-3344722267545994631</id><published>2009-11-02T21:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:16:59.752Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fim de semana passado ente Roque Gameiro, Amadora, Minde, Julie London, Amália e Alain de Botton. Notas, desenhos, pensamentos. Fechar ideias. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Su9Kszf0GmI/AAAAAAAAFjk/nVtT6o08GZA/s1600-h/SL374251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Su9Kszf0GmI/AAAAAAAAFjk/nVtT6o08GZA/s320/SL374251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399616611838859874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Su9Kspj0RWI/AAAAAAAAFjc/TeCQeKy9pME/s1600-h/SL374243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Su9Kspj0RWI/AAAAAAAAFjc/TeCQeKy9pME/s320/SL374243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399616609171293538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/Su9KscC-dhI/AAAAAAAAFjU/rhIbCph4CXo/s1600-h/SL374250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/StpOJPu33QI/AAAAAAAAFg4/zwj1qiu490E/s320/Roque+Gameiro,+%E2%80%9CForte+das+Berlengas%E2%80%9D,+Aguarela+%2827%C3%9718cm%29..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709424478510338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forte das Berlengas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/StpOIp7Ct5I/AAAAAAAAFgw/9fl4-HJXLqc/s1600-h/B46-O+padr%C3%A3o+foz+rio+zaire+aguarela+de+Gameiro..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/StpOIp7Ct5I/AAAAAAAAFgw/9fl4-HJXLqc/s320/B46-O+padr%C3%A3o+foz+rio+zaire+aguarela+de+Gameiro..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709414329005970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O padrão foz rio Zaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/StpOIZ-iQTI/AAAAAAAAFgo/g8LsN3SkFyA/s1600-h/A+volta+do+mercado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/StpOIZ-iQTI/AAAAAAAAFgo/g8LsN3SkFyA/s320/A+volta+do+mercado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393709410048688434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A volta do mercado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-8759817605603850297?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/8759817605603850297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=8759817605603850297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8759817605603850297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/8759817605603850297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/10/forte-das-berlengas-o-padrao-foz-rio.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/StpOJPu33QI/AAAAAAAAFg4/zwj1qiu490E/s72-c/Roque+Gameiro,+%E2%80%9CForte+das+Berlengas%E2%80%9D,+Aguarela+%2827%C3%9718cm%29..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-5619316089031356056</id><published>2009-10-17T22:55:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:01:49.336Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#1&lt;br /&gt;Este blog acompanha partes do processo de criação do espectáculo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Um Passeio&lt;/span&gt;, de André Murraças, criado para o Museu Aguarela Roque Gameiro em Minde, inserido no Festival Materiais Diversos, e estreia no dia 28 de Novembro de 2009.&lt;br /&gt;aqui fica a sinopse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Um Passeio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir da obra e da vida do artista Roque Gameiro, e no cenário natural do Museu Roque Gameiro em Minde, André Murraças concebeu a performance Um Passeio. Um espectáculo que reflecte sobre as memórias do artista, bem como as do próprio André Murraças, a importância do local que nos rodeia e as referências. Um passeio que questiona a ideia de pertencer a um lugar – aquela velha questão: somos felizes onde estiver o nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto, concepção e interpretação: André Murraças&lt;br /&gt;Duração: 45 minutos aprox.&lt;br /&gt;12 pessoas por sessão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia 28 de Novembro&lt;br /&gt;Sessões às 15h, 16h, 17h, 18h e 19h.&lt;br /&gt;Local: Museu Aguarela Roque Gameiro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-5619316089031356056?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/5619316089031356056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=5619316089031356056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5619316089031356056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/5619316089031356056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-6995967687736485499</id><published>2009-10-17T22:55:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:16:57.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Músicas do ano em que nasci.&lt;br /&gt;1976 - Pop Song Hits Most Requested Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Play That Funky Music - Wild Cherry&lt;br /&gt;2. December 1963 (Oh What A Night) - Four Seasons&lt;br /&gt;3. Shake Your Booty - KC and The Sunshine Band&lt;br /&gt;4. Afternoon Delight - the Starland Vocal Band&lt;br /&gt;5. You'll Never Find Another Love Like Mine - Lou Rawls&lt;br /&gt;6. Get Up Offa That Thing - James Brown&lt;br /&gt;7. Rock and Roll All Night (Live) - Kiss&lt;br /&gt;8. Summer - War&lt;br /&gt;9. Take The Money and Run - Steve Miller Band&lt;br /&gt;10. Turn The Beat Around - Vicki Sue Robinson&lt;br /&gt;11. Theme From Mahogany (Do You Know Where You're Going To) - Diana Ross&lt;br /&gt;12. I Heard It Through The Grapevine - Creedence Clearwater Revival&lt;br /&gt;13. You Should Be Dancin' - Bee Gees&lt;br /&gt;14. Boogie Fever - The Sylvers&lt;br /&gt;15. Rock N Me - Steve Miller Band&lt;br /&gt;16. Heaven Must Be Missing An Angel - Tavares&lt;br /&gt;17. You Sexy Thing - Hot Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;18. If You Leave Me Now - Chicago&lt;br /&gt;19. The Rubberband Man - the Spinners&lt;br /&gt;20. Baby I Love Your Way - Peter Frampton&lt;br /&gt;21. Love To Love You Baby - Donna Summer&lt;br /&gt;22. Love Machine - The Miracles&lt;br /&gt;23. Breezin' - George Benson&lt;br /&gt;24. You're My Best Friend - Queen&lt;br /&gt;25. Dream On - Aerosmith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/642927986273886422-6995967687736485499?l=umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/feeds/6995967687736485499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=642927986273886422&amp;postID=6995967687736485499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/6995967687736485499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642927986273886422/posts/default/6995967687736485499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpasseio-teatro.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-musicas-do-ano-em-que-nasci.html' title=''/><author><name>André</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18341323656732844573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/SGFLh1j6gbI/AAAAAAAABlY/I1iUkFqPDMc/S220/stocgreatwest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642927986273886422.post-843925134022591280</id><published>2009-10-17T22:55:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:15:53.979Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos em Minde, no Museu de aguarela Roque Gameiro :: 5 Setembro 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NUdy3G0LT8/StpP20XDLYI/AAAAAAAAFho/nn0YFGvvg5I/s1600-h/SL373947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Simões de Almeida e Henrique Casanova. Frequentou também a Escola de Artes e Ofícios de Leipzig, como bolsista do governo português, onde estudou litografia com Ludwig Nieper. De regresso a Portugal, em 1886, dirigiu a Companhia Nacional Editora e em 1894 foi nomeado como professor na Escola Industrial do Príncipe Real. De seu nome existem duas instituições em Portugal, uma delas é a escola chamada Escola Roque Gameiro na Amadora e a outra o Centro de Artes e Ofícios Roque Gameiro em Minde, sua terra Natal. A maioria das suas obras encontram-se no Museu Aguarela, em Minde&lt;br /&gt;Obra&lt;br /&gt;  * Mar (1916)&lt;br /&gt;  * Praia da Adraga (1916)&lt;br /&gt;  * Gruta marinha (1917)&lt;br /&gt;  * Fortaleza das Berlengas (1924)&lt;br /&gt;  * Forte da Nazaré (1924)&lt;br /&gt;  * Praia do Cavalo (1916)&lt;br /&gt;  * Foz – Nazaré (1923)&lt;br /&gt;  * Mar depois da chuva&lt;br /&gt;  * Cova do Sono (Berlengas, 1924)&lt;br /&gt;  * Chegada das naus&lt;br /&gt;  * Lisboa do século XVI&lt;br /&gt;  * Retrato da Mãe do Artista (1904)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prémios&lt;br /&gt;  * Medalha de Honra de Mérito Municipal (Lisboa)&lt;br /&gt;  * 3ª medalha na 1ª Exposição do grémio Artístico&lt;br /&gt;  * 1ª medalha em aguarela e em desenho no Grémio Artístico (1897-1898)&lt;br /&gt;  * medalha de honra na Sociedade Nacional de Belas-Artes (1910)&lt;br /&gt;  * medalha de ouro do Salon de Paris (1900)&lt;br /&gt;  * grand prix, na Exposição Internacional do Rio de Janeiro (1908)&lt;br /&gt;  * medalha de honra de 1ª classe na Exposição Internacional Comemorativa da Independência do Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;  * eleito membro da Real Academia de Belas-Artes de S. 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