tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25797772643497803662024-03-05T10:21:50.573-05:00Foggy FridayFoggy Fridayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01269827159314784254noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-48164512605844666402009-12-06T12:43:00.002-05:002009-12-06T12:45:57.928-05:00✂ - - - en-Tan-gled<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd1eLbtDqK8ch2bAgsUPFi3elC1skbW0kd65Jl9y4tiKd9QnfRCLueseOW6Gvjch8ISpQ3YIafVhagZ5wvnQiHXgpe3N0_dsGzp9LyBdUdV4XY95rYAoOqrUAAgaMa82m6myfgw14W-JMU/s1600-h/entangled.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd1eLbtDqK8ch2bAgsUPFi3elC1skbW0kd65Jl9y4tiKd9QnfRCLueseOW6Gvjch8ISpQ3YIafVhagZ5wvnQiHXgpe3N0_dsGzp9LyBdUdV4XY95rYAoOqrUAAgaMa82m6myfgw14W-JMU/s320/entangled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412180535498812834" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I was just trying to pluck a flower. No such luck.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Foggy Fridayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11245583973312639683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-37650270772021981702009-11-23T22:01:00.002-05:002009-11-23T22:07:48.043-05:00✂ - - - Birthday Witches<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvICcMq2Dla6P0vQD7uVt8oSNdCliCIEMDkj5rtxzTvTVSMqeo29Sh5BFdhnznGy36wMmmZnkbFeCGAvwMArByn3UM8vGgX9P6onGg3Xq957uoJzP1QM-XS0C0t8eOUJCNgTozeVJpiLc/s1600/Shecken.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407500649375149586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvICcMq2Dla6P0vQD7uVt8oSNdCliCIEMDkj5rtxzTvTVSMqeo29Sh5BFdhnznGy36wMmmZnkbFeCGAvwMArByn3UM8vGgX9P6onGg3Xq957uoJzP1QM-XS0C0t8eOUJCNgTozeVJpiLc/s320/Shecken.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">She has started her pre-birthday campaign.</div><div align="center">Furiously.</div><div align="center">Calling, e-mailing, posting,</div><div align="center">reminding everyone</div><div align="center">how good and adorable she is.</div><div align="center">LOL</div><div align="center">Can't help noticing.</div><div align="center">Help me to help myself.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Foggy Fridayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01269827159314784254noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-62013314245977259982009-11-23T21:33:00.009-05:002009-11-23T21:47:21.324-05:00✂ - - - Mer-Ma-L-Aid<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwTZd6NExWdJcBAszseYK4QW1iKpPnFM6egnHG7AH5Ag2pDuPVUTo9zHynJpsg8GA2cXodVm5phm1OGSfKHe8qNgB__2ACpaFlmfD0ZnPdSNgHhZHeJpk5OXirGMunqvl4HI5HdjKB4OA/s1600/merm-L-aid.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407494828987679090" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwTZd6NExWdJcBAszseYK4QW1iKpPnFM6egnHG7AH5Ag2pDuPVUTo9zHynJpsg8GA2cXodVm5phm1OGSfKHe8qNgB__2ACpaFlmfD0ZnPdSNgHhZHeJpk5OXirGMunqvl4HI5HdjKB4OA/s320/merm-L-aid.JPG" border="0" /></a><br><ul>I ended up @ that place<br />I used to look @ <div align="left">& understand nothing.</div><div align="left">Now I do. What a trap.</ul></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Foggy Fridayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01269827159314784254noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-4571090610901936292009-11-17T17:50:00.000-05:002009-11-17T17:51:13.049-05:00✂ - - - Um-brella, dois-brella, tres-pr'ella<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXHH3QRjqlCMOJ_qUq9KG68aWWS3F6iiRHlobmcafHI2UhorS9uKl2u_YrwijISKpBaYqI3hHVXA9b98Tkkav7IqxqE-dgKUVEi5bwa8OqOoz200zENrKDjgoih96Qom9l65gBgEBKbx-G/s1600/som-brinha.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXHH3QRjqlCMOJ_qUq9KG68aWWS3F6iiRHlobmcafHI2UhorS9uKl2u_YrwijISKpBaYqI3hHVXA9b98Tkkav7IqxqE-dgKUVEi5bwa8OqOoz200zENrKDjgoih96Qom9l65gBgEBKbx-G/s320/som-brinha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405208842895956002" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>So I sent a card to you, and you, and you.<br />But I decided to send out one more.<br />This one.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Foggy Fridayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11245583973312639683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-90147181853139769262009-11-10T16:44:00.005-05:002009-11-10T17:49:23.111-05:00✂ - - - Plie<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQejbP4_lDItcarZ4ksRxc_NUwuvlUuh0JwXmK8nFYwWq7FQcTdAoqi-QrO5Qzvqwt-Qj99vM7t4wpuid2HdrzjTcjIre1EyAiKwT43H986dJcL-zu1didvka0hiigYLOeLmCcR9ZGfd6Q/s1600-h/plie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQejbP4_lDItcarZ4ksRxc_NUwuvlUuh0JwXmK8nFYwWq7FQcTdAoqi-QrO5Qzvqwt-Qj99vM7t4wpuid2HdrzjTcjIre1EyAiKwT43H986dJcL-zu1didvka0hiigYLOeLmCcR9ZGfd6Q/s400/plie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402595161992712082" border="0" /></a>Send me your address.<br /> I want to mail you and you and you a trading card.<br />Just you and you and you. (3)<br /><b>foggy.friday.blogspot@gmail.com</b><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-51832184039901753892009-11-08T08:24:00.002-05:002009-11-08T08:26:19.736-05:00✂ - - - Tipsy Gypsy<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVA1SgxXwnV5i8V_cuaFARbIzHkM7webXc_5TJS2gwHQFDG_lymoEusE5Tm0s3eJi9eWa8TpQKIWud2HSIYF4ZKVSXWSjkN4uwEnF_N1f-8iZWg2_gnXsOqtGNU3jMxJ-M2GboI2iYY9Wd/s1600-h/gypsy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVA1SgxXwnV5i8V_cuaFARbIzHkM7webXc_5TJS2gwHQFDG_lymoEusE5Tm0s3eJi9eWa8TpQKIWud2HSIYF4ZKVSXWSjkN4uwEnF_N1f-8iZWg2_gnXsOqtGNU3jMxJ-M2GboI2iYY9Wd/s400/gypsy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401723471555998354" border="0" /></a>I always felt a little crooked to the side,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> longing to fit in<br />where no one does,<br />ordering breakfast<br />at Thanksgiving supper.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-92104179864481378392009-11-05T14:19:00.003-05:002009-11-05T14:22:16.753-05:00✂ - - - lifexchange<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1wj68m9jciqoKZP6e1A_nLmN_BS9cG95vsAXw-QgmnAeXvXlrNFlD2ImlygCN-ZI39gTfYLRFSap_EvNc128o-FyBjb0_82N65ucyOMJoCQmIBK_uh3_MP7WWrOaGrYjU3r3NSok1qjZ/s1600-h/face_changing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1wj68m9jciqoKZP6e1A_nLmN_BS9cG95vsAXw-QgmnAeXvXlrNFlD2ImlygCN-ZI39gTfYLRFSap_EvNc128o-FyBjb0_82N65ucyOMJoCQmIBK_uh3_MP7WWrOaGrYjU3r3NSok1qjZ/s400/face_changing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400701598812372642" border="0" /></a>I<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-60935196307630921892009-10-25T22:21:00.005-04:002009-11-10T16:38:50.943-05:00✂ - - - Seriously<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopEu12VIsSrNy08bvAyHdcm4BbSWogsqxUSiU6A9OCNU_UfgFPKsqZzWKi-2lBoowFDe7dr_SMtcTSD8SSl5ot9KiY4vwDoIuETkSbUjc6C2RZI9ZDOPOXgXvzU37dOiIOJ5KYdtDbNK_/s1600-h/toim.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopEu12VIsSrNy08bvAyHdcm4BbSWogsqxUSiU6A9OCNU_UfgFPKsqZzWKi-2lBoowFDe7dr_SMtcTSD8SSl5ot9KiY4vwDoIuETkSbUjc6C2RZI9ZDOPOXgXvzU37dOiIOJ5KYdtDbNK_/s400/toim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396728731413447714" border="0" /></a>is the classical ballerina the dumb blond of dance<br />or an ultimate nerd, the brain surgeon of movement?<br />are they removed from reality or simply alienated?<br /><br />years of painful pli<em>é</em>s pointless pos<em>é</em>s<br />promising promenades pass<em>é</em> pass<em>é</em>s<br />and can't barely walk now<br />but it was beautiful then and it is beautiful now<br />because is ephemeral<br />because is trance-like<br />mea-culpa inflicted to wash away your sins<br />and make everything magical virginal unreal<br />unattainable nobility<br />so stupid from row Z<br /><br />this is a version of <a href="http://foggyfriday.blogspot.com/2009/01/fadarling-or-failyric.html">this</a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-90009020088843726182009-10-20T21:26:00.005-04:002009-10-20T22:26:10.111-04:00✂ - - - hung-(h)er<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxjnRa4xKvxDkgwWF4T6UeFcpb7MrrKAmEup0F5lzQnYJuMEHFtc8LYZYPPrGv_fAHuN-m_tCkXbyZiWIcTgu2DB6OmdwfbZDraM3pUMA9wl-cJ5N-iEFTZeoreLuRuYGKctj6-9DZTgd/s1600-h/LAH.jpg"><img style="margin: 1px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxjnRa4xKvxDkgwWF4T6UeFcpb7MrrKAmEup0F5lzQnYJuMEHFtc8LYZYPPrGv_fAHuN-m_tCkXbyZiWIcTgu2DB6OmdwfbZDraM3pUMA9wl-cJ5N-iEFTZeoreLuRuYGKctj6-9DZTgd/s400/LAH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394858897399010466" border="1" /></a>I feel light. Won't eat the seeds, will plant them. Feel lighter now.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-26728125606871576912009-10-16T14:15:00.004-04:002009-10-16T14:18:09.523-04:00✂ - - - off balance<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHlcF5wIcNPaxa2ztFwkJ7R0CNLm4sW33FVHUbh-8a8xJ655ohOmCZuS8h2PM_I4CesT9JVt4Cvpie-q3lUrZjsG-nw0YQt9R0DJze9A_HTrNtCTWBGba8aYs8g5pRLo00-hh4jsv8adtI/s1600-h/flower-girl.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHlcF5wIcNPaxa2ztFwkJ7R0CNLm4sW33FVHUbh-8a8xJ655ohOmCZuS8h2PM_I4CesT9JVt4Cvpie-q3lUrZjsG-nw0YQt9R0DJze9A_HTrNtCTWBGba8aYs8g5pRLo00-hh4jsv8adtI/s400/flower-girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393263244169259426" border="0" /></a>but having fun.<br />and it is indeed a foggy friday today<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-4763868910111345522009-10-16T13:58:00.004-04:002009-10-16T14:07:58.093-04:00✂ - - - Greater Fall<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixt8lx4vd8Nrpj61v_05Ez7WIW_Jiq8K8mALyIMyTXAyBjGKQ3lrV25QASIl9JWK0U0vZ-nrvlsbyh1CAI8rEs4E2knanawLAE-R3q9LO7JCN-cB6i1f6e9FnzyMXeB2SBvuYMEnXw4FBB/s1600-h/noeis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixt8lx4vd8Nrpj61v_05Ez7WIW_Jiq8K8mALyIMyTXAyBjGKQ3lrV25QASIl9JWK0U0vZ-nrvlsbyh1CAI8rEs4E2knanawLAE-R3q9LO7JCN-cB6i1f6e9FnzyMXeB2SBvuYMEnXw4FBB/s400/noeis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393259009525290626" border="0" /></a>Only a couple of days and the so awaited fall weather is gone.<br />I'm freezing cold.<br />I haven't made pumpkin anything yet<br />but I see Christmas stuff for sale everywhere.<br />Leaping from one holiday to another<br />and we're done with 2009.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-7509062620013401982009-10-07T22:11:00.005-04:002009-10-07T22:18:07.333-04:00✂ - - - Home-sick<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1j_unZ42xU168DvkRMQ-vGZ6kf1Q1LWyfyil8-9GbfdKasKHbY9B4hRkTJqdZprgg5M50RL2ZRrJ4nUBLOJmjvXeeEmNImzg3qR_Bcud2kiww3fksnvHruDHsGUxDSXE5MhhMIXSpJ6s/s1600-h/Squareman.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1j_unZ42xU168DvkRMQ-vGZ6kf1Q1LWyfyil8-9GbfdKasKHbY9B4hRkTJqdZprgg5M50RL2ZRrJ4nUBLOJmjvXeeEmNImzg3qR_Bcud2kiww3fksnvHruDHsGUxDSXE5MhhMIXSpJ6s/s400/Squareman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390046185336507298" border="0" /></a>Faz muito tempo que quero voltar pra casa, mas ja nao tenho mais coordenacao.<br />I miss this home I've never been to.<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-60150075600351868922009-09-29T10:47:00.013-04:002009-09-29T11:11:26.742-04:00✂ - - - Question<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxidPUYPaDIA-zJrxkRrmw9mM77Ch5oRTYB8WdFj4Xss8SjdMJJLYU-ssbOYuWmEkKYGB8jyrnpZDb-DG1DEiQ7ls5yBy_VvMP5RRkURI8bs8JCrIKNe3lCNJEhYlw7L3hjsrQILOINkQI/s1600-h/pop.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxidPUYPaDIA-zJrxkRrmw9mM77Ch5oRTYB8WdFj4Xss8SjdMJJLYU-ssbOYuWmEkKYGB8jyrnpZDb-DG1DEiQ7ls5yBy_VvMP5RRkURI8bs8JCrIKNe3lCNJEhYlw7L3hjsrQILOINkQI/s400/pop.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386901194038093106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><ul>Who is that one person that makes you realize what true goodness is?</ul></div></div><ul>Not necessarily sweet or warm-fuzzy-friendly, but just fair, compassionate and dignified.<br />I'm lucky I recently came across one, and she is an inspiration, a reason to stand up tall despite all.<br />I thank her for that.</ul></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-29009814290988448452009-09-29T10:34:00.003-04:002009-09-29T10:39:26.635-04:00✂ - - - AD-apt<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsxGT2g8rcK3FaIaz-BM79XU6pLZh4RdTQaYdy1TsWoC3TsWwXjwghUnuvYtLB4KxRl7AWNlXA0eIcojBDg73Q4Z_QEwpTJNNGTQO7dm-7ixYgHh7TFA81roipOej6zk7-4mE8EHiJyLSS/s1600-h/ad-apt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsxGT2g8rcK3FaIaz-BM79XU6pLZh4RdTQaYdy1TsWoC3TsWwXjwghUnuvYtLB4KxRl7AWNlXA0eIcojBDg73Q4Z_QEwpTJNNGTQO7dm-7ixYgHh7TFA81roipOej6zk7-4mE8EHiJyLSS/s400/ad-apt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386897742055721890" border="0" /></a>at the end we are all broken somehow.<br />who wants to live in a bubble anyway?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-8655786356215529802009-09-24T21:51:00.004-04:002009-11-28T19:05:21.212-05:00✂ - - - Martha<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXn-q-uGTolUeUim_ToE3j-VqPiW67ybN4OxzwCRKHfZyWEtejSMNmrFCScFdtPFSWKLEGVxuIiLy_DLNsMpG_jZBqClwNWca_7cxL_OG9QfMsVKJRwh8tuTEMoVcunY8KzQxfjNMD0qs/s1600-h/desajuste.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXn-q-uGTolUeUim_ToE3j-VqPiW67ybN4OxzwCRKHfZyWEtejSMNmrFCScFdtPFSWKLEGVxuIiLy_DLNsMpG_jZBqClwNWca_7cxL_OG9QfMsVKJRwh8tuTEMoVcunY8KzQxfjNMD0qs/s400/desajuste.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385216802383655634" border="0" /></a>Estava eu folheando na sala de espera, quando me dou conta de que Living is definitely the magazine for the wrinkled. Fechei de cara. Ainda que algumas propagandas tenham me interessado bastante.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-16371694457687656442009-09-16T21:28:00.005-04:002009-09-16T21:39:09.844-04:00✂ - - - Consequential Strangers<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJyA3K2JoqfSPdtqRT9b3lyVYl1VKboWPcOsLiiCIm4qA23hJie6jWv-36SesiBN-0e3VWnXhyY6-Af3Jb-8HZ8lgB99ZXe-gFymII3se0d1kfKK6KzVZwJZAiXZvRuJgYZxjRwNvEKMtZ/s1600-h/duende.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJyA3K2JoqfSPdtqRT9b3lyVYl1VKboWPcOsLiiCIm4qA23hJie6jWv-36SesiBN-0e3VWnXhyY6-Af3Jb-8HZ8lgB99ZXe-gFymII3se0d1kfKK6KzVZwJZAiXZvRuJgYZxjRwNvEKMtZ/s400/duende.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382242343621732978" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=112602248">http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=112602248</a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">... and all I do is collect bad karma.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-74392957589915278662009-09-13T21:46:00.002-04:002009-09-13T21:47:16.639-04:00✂ - - - Life of the Party<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghSSvDW4aXsmXUsmV9bgX9rfNYVcIbzbHxdbpn_LsC4aOSd9bl-Z1BAIcJt5BTPTPf-ZAZDjKCnDyAGn_nKOPq0bpM2uIVXb52rdVVQNoaIrDriI1M8_iIv4aFJQGVpMwKVv8aLdStxGRp/s1600-h/lifeoftheparty.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghSSvDW4aXsmXUsmV9bgX9rfNYVcIbzbHxdbpn_LsC4aOSd9bl-Z1BAIcJt5BTPTPf-ZAZDjKCnDyAGn_nKOPq0bpM2uIVXb52rdVVQNoaIrDriI1M8_iIv4aFJQGVpMwKVv8aLdStxGRp/s400/lifeoftheparty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381133508876810930" border="0" /></a><br />Thanks.<br />You're welcome.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-40695094427750970082009-09-13T21:07:00.001-04:002009-09-13T21:07:53.960-04:00✂ - - - orragia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWD-ujeHxAti8nBXUJL9HhHycoxuCiyZNrszF3iGV2kikxSKZJeJqRR5G56YbpoejsVLuYRpfNg9fbIjzHQnZ2CGuMiDGDNKCKTDyPjKCDleCR1W_qAMyUHgln50hqEevo70i6Rs8kjzcg/s1600-h/canetassembreak.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWD-ujeHxAti8nBXUJL9HhHycoxuCiyZNrszF3iGV2kikxSKZJeJqRR5G56YbpoejsVLuYRpfNg9fbIjzHQnZ2CGuMiDGDNKCKTDyPjKCDleCR1W_qAMyUHgln50hqEevo70i6Rs8kjzcg/s400/canetassembreak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381123503745680994" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-18369518774495767392009-09-10T20:51:00.003-04:002009-09-10T20:58:50.681-04:00✂ - - - Imperdoaveis Espacos em Branco<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEgBHGmHwxoWCd4gLV6iKFTcd5t8RPhuB32ecQIUXRbkk57vPpxsZkeUvy1lLGbHupvTjqX51Atn9ixd4yuJW3ajhbecszwKNbjhNLzDkBjrfa6U0MeC8YuG9j6dYDiHdznYU1honbOz6m/s1600-h/cadacamada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEgBHGmHwxoWCd4gLV6iKFTcd5t8RPhuB32ecQIUXRbkk57vPpxsZkeUvy1lLGbHupvTjqX51Atn9ixd4yuJW3ajhbecszwKNbjhNLzDkBjrfa6U0MeC8YuG9j6dYDiHdznYU1honbOz6m/s400/cadacamada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380006352729013922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Minha sina é esboçar. Com ou sem acentos.<br />Minha mão é refém.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-15241439447606587452009-09-07T18:15:00.005-04:002009-09-07T18:22:40.091-04:00✂ - - - sweet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cakelove.com/locations_shirlington.php"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOrplwJNxpBZV_FTqJCtFUHZhNzeaZ9fzQ98ApXXBoaxIbB-HDO6OZ51t65ro4ItKWt1SNqc_IbYiFDLRiDas3cCsik4Au64InZdOWL2_uY-2PRxtFALhD6t0qLKhf_TWb9wgq2adcTxUs/s400/cakelove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378853295245342514" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Cakelove gave me some love, free cupcake for my birthday.<br />Tenho velas douradas e parabens in four languages tambem.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-2130217561245851332009-09-07T16:47:00.004-04:002009-09-07T18:24:02.823-04:00✂ - - - Refund<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCNcNiMJoevcdSLtsG7KHYh3k-LIo7KAFMAWW2LCY32t1AEs5f-eCfKWPaGUwcf4LBwLOpeQ3lBTqsQrV6FJaW_Ff_MwXVKfHeUf8kT-7NCsUaDNYgNodKGWXURZvbfXU7zYOvszBRZVjs/s1600-h/treei.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCNcNiMJoevcdSLtsG7KHYh3k-LIo7KAFMAWW2LCY32t1AEs5f-eCfKWPaGUwcf4LBwLOpeQ3lBTqsQrV6FJaW_Ff_MwXVKfHeUf8kT-7NCsUaDNYgNodKGWXURZvbfXU7zYOvszBRZVjs/s400/treei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378830219434151810" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Damaged Me</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Quando voce nasceu, eu, ja avariada pela vida, era essa versao de mim que e a unica que existe aos seus olhos.<br />Entao a cada vez que seus olhos me olham, isso tudo e mais verdade e menos eu.<br /><br />Onde desconto tudo isso? Em quem descarrego todos esses anos?<br />Nestes 153 centimetros, oras. Depois nao sei o porque dessa dor lombar.<br /><br />Feliz Aniversario pra mim. A chuva caiu durante o carrossel, mas foi legal.<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-91236381247572677862009-09-04T09:05:00.002-04:002009-09-04T09:35:28.951-04:00✂ - - - OBSESSIVE DRAWING<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-s0d3FDVqlotWwItHmqdlAovTqa3NrFMZeQZKZm8xo-GU9SJOhqXb65xufLka_3d7ybJjx7h4Qftf8lhFIATyRgaHMMiZvedxR8Y_zTFVHKS-yCKCyH4rtcubzy9zKnKLSxoWpAoOnRu/s1600-h/tattoodo.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-s0d3FDVqlotWwItHmqdlAovTqa3NrFMZeQZKZm8xo-GU9SJOhqXb65xufLka_3d7ybJjx7h4Qftf8lhFIATyRgaHMMiZvedxR8Y_zTFVHKS-yCKCyH4rtcubzy9zKnKLSxoWpAoOnRu/s400/tattoodo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377605298986689970" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">OBSESSIVE DRAWING<br /><br />Brooke Davis Anderson<br /><br />The readily available materials of stylus and paper have been used by self-taught artists to express themselves for a very long time. Regardless of economics, geography, education, or other conditions (confinement, for example), the beauty of line and the eloquence of the mark dominate the visual experience. Adolf Wölfli, Madge Gill, and Edmond Monsiel, all well-established artists in the canon of art brut, exploit line in their highly mysterious and obsessively detailed compositions. The compulsive, accumulative quality of much of this work, what is known as horror vacui (the need to fill the page), sets the stage for artists working today. Although contemporary versions of obsessive drawing can be more reductive, even quite minimal, the drawings are labor intensive and painstakingly precise, mirroring the methodologies of some of the best art brut.<br /><br />“Obsessive Drawing” highlights contemporary interpretations of line by five emerging self-taught artists. This is the first museum exhibition in New York to showcase this international group: Eugene Andolsek (USA), Charles Benefiel (USA), Hiroyuki Doi (Japan), Chris Hipkiss (England and France), and Martin Thompson (New Zealand). The immediacy of the art masks painstaking processes, and the act of drawing becomes a surprising necessity. The artists’ motivations for making art are married to their self-taught survival skills to help them cope with illness, loss, loneliness, fear, and regret. Inevitably, though, the process of drawing eventually dominated this motivation, and making marks on a page became captivating, so that it is now an obsession for each man. The lust for line trumps everything. Each artist thus discovers what John Ruskin (1819–1900) said about drawing years ago, that one purpose of drawing was to record things that could not be described in words.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-54362544555870128562009-09-03T07:37:00.003-04:002009-09-03T07:39:28.372-04:00✂ - - - Supertramp<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit00oOC8fxv2-9W6bus9CCTDxrJYMu1IzSMIoB-qHbzyEJWdKiimf15CScdmP_EkEBtKffjneU_hhMrku7bzQg1sHYrw3MYRmrXguJEUvumqXfKqM05znsj7Mg2w7zCEAmKEOG_dw6wNpP/s1600-h/matrona.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit00oOC8fxv2-9W6bus9CCTDxrJYMu1IzSMIoB-qHbzyEJWdKiimf15CScdmP_EkEBtKffjneU_hhMrku7bzQg1sHYrw3MYRmrXguJEUvumqXfKqM05znsj7Mg2w7zCEAmKEOG_dw6wNpP/s400/matrona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377204113049660658" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pronto. Cheguei a mediocridade tao desejada.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-47570628732524501642009-09-02T21:19:00.004-04:002009-09-02T21:27:24.556-04:00✂ - - - I wanna be numb<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX0UbkYghyWgfnTLxIBhRltlz_ZOGLL0wcMUCpzEV5RoTbMYn-abBCGxj939EzqvQC8GomYMX756VS8ZzP6MCKnyPsfEXwpQEgDgItV5Q8CWA0ez-94k6aKCvXzUjS7immueh65Yl2qwa3/s1600-h/gordazzzz.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX0UbkYghyWgfnTLxIBhRltlz_ZOGLL0wcMUCpzEV5RoTbMYn-abBCGxj939EzqvQC8GomYMX756VS8ZzP6MCKnyPsfEXwpQEgDgItV5Q8CWA0ez-94k6aKCvXzUjS7immueh65Yl2qwa3/s400/gordazzzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377044901172694098" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">anesthesia rima com hipocrisia<br />o que nao quer dizer absolutamente nada<br />as usual<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2579777264349780366.post-45071940397030143042009-09-02T15:14:00.007-04:002009-09-02T21:03:27.602-04:00✂ - - - mumbling<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw6fjltFdbsNnUmgAIvmk-Yx1NG7E6clrKsU2aZj61h3jeyXGW_etPcifW9IKA5SmdS7KytQSuSYwuc8YGi5ufBZMY2oLGF9ADKWYkSK7ntGEP5cD01JXxUhzb7cShWiOA00o9JC16hyMZ/s1600-h/mumble.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw6fjltFdbsNnUmgAIvmk-Yx1NG7E6clrKsU2aZj61h3jeyXGW_etPcifW9IKA5SmdS7KytQSuSYwuc8YGi5ufBZMY2oLGF9ADKWYkSK7ntGEP5cD01JXxUhzb7cShWiOA00o9JC16hyMZ/s400/mumble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376950735973507218" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Please. Mumble back to me.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Sorry it's been so long. Deveria ter parado ha tempos com resolucoes de ano novo. Mas sou meio lerda. Alias andam me tratando como retardada. Preciso tomar cuidado para nao acabar acreditando.<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Even though.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0