<?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-29173171</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:26:34.279-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing house</title><subtitle type='html'>Desenhista, escritor e viciado em livros. Não gosto de definir nada, muito menos eu... penso que definir é impor limites, e estes existem para serem superados. Não deve existir 2° lugar... porque é segundo é o 1° a perder.

Divirtam-se ou critiquem o importante é que participem.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr. Drawing</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29173171.post-115170168839120247</id><published>2006-06-30T18:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T18:08:08.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Artigo sobre um dos mestres da dramaturgia... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A Midsummer Night's Dream (Sonho de uma noite de verão, em português) é uma &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Comédia" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Com%C3%A9dia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comédia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; da autoria de &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Shakespeare" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Shakespeare"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, escrita em meados da &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Década de 1590" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/D%C3%A9cada_de_1590"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;década de 1590&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se sabe ao certo quando é que a peça foi escrita e apresentada ao público pela primeira vez, mas crê-se que terá sido entre &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1594" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1594"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1594&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; e &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1596" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1596"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1596&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Alguns autores defendem que a peça possa ter sido escrita para o casamento de Sir Thomas Berkeley e Elizabeth Carey, em Fevereiro de 1596.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe um fonte directa que tenha servido de inspiração para a peça, ainda que se possam encontrar elementos relacionados com a mitologia greco-romana e respectiva literatura clássica. Por exemplo, a história de &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Píramo" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=P%C3%ADramo&amp;action=edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Píramo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; e &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Tisbe" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Tisbe&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tisbe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; é contada por &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ovídio" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ov%C3%ADdio"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ovídio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, nas suas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Metamorfoses" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Metamorfoses&amp;action=edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metamorfoses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, assim como a transformação de Bottom em burro se pode relacionar com &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="O asno de ouro" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=O_asno_de_ouro&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O asno de ouro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; de &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Apuleio" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apuleio"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apuleio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Pensa-se que Shakespeare tenha escrito o "Sonho de uma noite de verão" sensivelmente ao mesmo tempo que o &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Romeu e Julieta" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romeu_e_Julieta"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romeu e Julieta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; e, de facto, existem muitos pontos de contacto entre as histórias: Egeu quer casar Hérmia à força com Demétrio, assim como Píramo e Tisbe acabam mortos por questões de amor, ainda que numa perspectiva cómica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29173171-115170168839120247?l=drawingfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/115170168839120247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29173171&amp;postID=115170168839120247' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/115170168839120247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/115170168839120247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/2006/06/artigo-sobre-um-dos-mestres-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Drawing</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29173171.post-115049107062365453</id><published>2006-06-16T17:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T17:51:10.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/1600/arranjo%20rural%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/400/arranjo%20rural%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Calma, não se sinta assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não se assuste, apenas olhe pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sinta o que eu sinto quando vejo você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se vocÊ está com medo, segure minha mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E aprenda a voar com seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aperte minha mão e saiba que estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se algum dia você me perder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saiba que mesmo assim vou te achar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No simples ato de amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ao doce gosto de te beijar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aprenda a sentir que ao seu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sei que posso voar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saber que vou vencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Já venci pelo valor que vejo em voce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lykos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29173171-115049107062365453?l=drawingfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/115049107062365453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29173171&amp;postID=115049107062365453' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/115049107062365453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/115049107062365453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/2006/06/calma-no-se-sinta-assim-no-se-assuste.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Drawing</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29173171.post-115012567981870369</id><published>2006-06-12T12:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:21:19.870-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/1600/wolves.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/400/wolves.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vagueiam suavemente os teus olhares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pelo amplo céu franjado em linho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Comprazem-te as visões crepusculares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tu és uma ave que perdeu o ninho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Em que nichos doirados, em que altares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Repoisas, anjo errante, de mansinho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E penso, ao ver-te envolta em véus de luares, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Que vês no azul o teu caixão de pinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;És a essência de tudo quanto desce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do solar das celestes maravilhas...- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harpa dos crentes, cítola da prece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lua eterna que não tivesse fases,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cintilas branca, imaculada brilhas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E poeiras de astros nas sandálias trazes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alphonsus de Guimaraens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29173171-115012567981870369?l=drawingfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/115012567981870369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29173171&amp;postID=115012567981870369' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/115012567981870369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/115012567981870369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/2006/06/vagueiam-suavemente-os-teus.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Drawing</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29173171.post-114934804364519815</id><published>2006-06-03T12:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T12:20:43.656-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Libertino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/1600/libertino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/320/libertino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"O Libertino" de Laurence Dunmore, o ator duas vezes indicado ao Oscar Johnny Depp traz as aventuras sensuais, irreverentes e, por fim, comoventes de um homem que quebrou todas as regras numa época em que as regras da sociedade moderna estavam sendo escritas pela primeira vez. Com um realismo corajoso e sem retoques, o filme dá vida à liberdade sexual da Londres dos anos 60, quer dizer, a Londres de 1660.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/400/libertino_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom fim de semana a todos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: O filme estréia dia 30 de Junho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29173171-114934804364519815?l=drawingfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114934804364519815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29173171&amp;postID=114934804364519815' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/114934804364519815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/114934804364519815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-libertino-o-libertino-de-laurence.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Drawing</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29173171.post-114928417298419466</id><published>2006-06-02T18:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T18:36:12.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/1600/Salvador%20Dali%20-%20Galatea%20Of%20The%20Spheres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/320/Salvador%20Dali%20-%20Galatea%20Of%20The%20Spheres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;O mundo é grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"O mundo é grande e cabenesta janela sobre o mar.O mar é grande e cabena cama e no colchão de amar.O amor é grande e cabeno breve espaço de beijar. " Drummond &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Duas preciosidades da arte de fazer pensar, um sobre tela e um sobre o papel, ambos fazem um movimento harmônico que nos deixa confuso entre o real e imaginavel, onde a lógica foge da realidade. Assim é Drummond e 'Dali'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29173171-114928417298419466?l=drawingfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114928417298419466/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29173171&amp;postID=114928417298419466' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/114928417298419466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/114928417298419466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-mundo-grandeo-mundo-grande-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Drawing</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29173171.post-114927032756023693</id><published>2006-06-02T14:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T14:45:27.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/1600/StridingMen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/320/StridingMen.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3074/3101/1600/Draw%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Direcionada ao que há de mais interessante, no mundo de HQ, surrealismo, desenhos, e arte. A Drawing House tem como objetivo: relaxar com a arte, sentir a vida. Ou como diria John Walker que eternizou sua marca com o melhor "blend do mundo": '&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Keep Walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29173171-114927032756023693?l=drawingfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114927032756023693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29173171&amp;postID=114927032756023693' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/114927032756023693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29173171/posts/default/114927032756023693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drawingfactory.blogspot.com/2006/06/direcionada-ao-que-h-de-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Drawing</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
