<?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-6432744</id><updated>2012-01-22T12:09:41.939Z</updated><title type='text'>ANTES DE TEMPO</title><subtitle type='html'>O tempo está a viver-me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jpr</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>2154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3899157404185599805</id><published>2012-01-22T11:43:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T12:09:41.948Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bill Viola (4)




The lovers, 2005.</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d95c7af3ab78761c&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3899157404185599805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3899157404185599805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2012/01/bill-viola-4.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3436105612432214326</id><published>2012-01-22T11:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T11:41:49.398Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sundance Film FestivalDecorre até 29 deste mês. Muito interessantes as propostas, as instalações e as performances. Ver mais aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3436105612432214326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3436105612432214326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2012/01/sundance-film-festival-decorre-ate-29.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CpEa42w1TuI/Txv1OJ9_E8I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/RUby68iI8nM/s72-c/evolution-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7145518611860073875</id><published>2011-12-31T12:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:04:29.861Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bill Viola (3)Bom Ano!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7145518611860073875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7145518611860073875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/12/bill-viola-3-bom-ano.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D_urrt8X0l8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1922560625783869721</id><published>2011-12-17T09:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-17T09:54:32.868Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bill Viola (2)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1922560625783869721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1922560625783869721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/12/bill-viola-2.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Dg0IyGUVXaQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1751058344081262559</id><published>2011-12-02T09:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:56:35.619Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bill Viola</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1751058344081262559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1751058344081262559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/12/bill-viola.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UJQmV8aPNao/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2632764653653644555</id><published>2011-11-16T13:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T13:05:05.649Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O que é o presente?Imagem do Hubble de galáxias anãs, tal como eram há 9 biliões de anos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2632764653653644555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2632764653653644555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-que-e-o-presente-imagem-do-hubble-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlcTnO7sdkM/TsOz8wz20sI/AAAAAAAAB00/5wN2bnWUXlI/s72-c/602743main_tiny-670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-143511078939539281</id><published>2011-11-02T09:44:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:16:32.424Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walter BenjaminAté 5 de Fevereiro de 2012, pode ser viso no Musée d’art et d’histoire du Judaïsme, em Paris, a exposição Walter Benjamin Archives. A exposição reúne manuscritos, cadernos de notas, postais, envelopes, enfim, todo um conjunto de suportes efémeros que Benjamin usava para escrever os seus pensamentos ou os dos que lhe estavam próximos, numa permanente tentativa de sistematizar, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/143511078939539281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/143511078939539281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/11/walter-benjamin-ate-5-de-fevereiro-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuCL-9oqfCE/TrERQyLWPdI/AAAAAAAAB0o/wfTyb0pEPrc/s72-c/Walter-Benjamin-Archives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5997216353965000502</id><published>2011-10-07T15:48:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T16:08:49.304+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Turner, Monet, Twombly - Later PaintingsInaugura amanhã no Moderna Museet em Estocolmo uma das grandes exposições deste ano que seguirá em Fevereiro de 2012 para Estugarda e, ainda em 2012, para a Tate de Liverpool. Turner (1775-1851), Monet (1840-1926), Twombly (1928-2011) — Later Paintings, propõe o confronto e as ligações entre estes três grandes pintores dos últimos 150 anos na fase final da </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5997216353965000502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5997216353965000502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/10/turner-monet-twombly-inaugura-amanha-no.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHXy7KS6_y8/To8RRJGNdnI/AAAAAAAABz4/MszkbaNOBwA/s72-c/3-Claud-Monet-le-Parlement-1904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-174645013036824088</id><published>2011-09-29T17:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:46:47.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Realismo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/174645013036824088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/174645013036824088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/09/realismo.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0pJ1nLifGZc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8485913263869714330</id><published>2011-09-13T10:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T10:34:34.029+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diário da guerraO fundamentalismo muçulmano partilha de uma lógica semelha aos bolcheviques: a vanguarda, o partido, é que era tudo, o parlamentarismo e as eleições eram meramente instrumentais. Embora possa circunstancialmente ganhar peso eleitoral, como se viu com a FIS argelina e o Hamas e se pode vir a ver com a Irmandade muçulmana no Egipto, não é esse o seu principal modus operandi, nem o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8485913263869714330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8485913263869714330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/09/diario-da-guerra-o-fundamentalismo.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4495924386147688154</id><published>2011-09-13T08:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:15:32.621+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>XIVFoto de Philippe PacheA minha irmã Vilma odiava-me. Éva dizia a verdade; ardia entre nós uma espécie de ódio ancestral, uma paixão obscura e indefinível, cujo conteúdo se perdera no decurso dos anos. Não se poderia dizer com exactidão porque nos odiávamos — porque eu também a odiava, sem sentir necessidade de aduzir razões ou pretextos —, não se poderia dizer rigorosamente que actos seus me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4495924386147688154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4495924386147688154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/09/xiv-foto-de-philippe-pache-minha-irma.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ckCzD6Ffcw/Tm8NkAQro6I/AAAAAAAABzw/h_5slRUy81w/s72-c/Philippe%2BPache%2B-%2BRetrato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5056140986745272908</id><published>2011-09-03T13:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T13:18:01.607+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SegredoFoto de Siro AntonNão contes do meuvestidoque tiro pela cabeçaNem que corro oscortinadospara uma sombra mais espessaDeixa que feche o anelem redor do teu pescoçoCom as minhas longaspernase a sombra do teu poçoNão contes do meunovelonem da roca de fiarNem o que façocom elesa fim de te ouvir gritarMaria Teresa Horta in Poesia Reunida, 2009.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5056140986745272908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5056140986745272908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/09/segredo-foto-de-siro-anton-nao-contes.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R10Xp0JWQUo/TmIY9vMGedI/AAAAAAAABzo/y493rhgjEQA/s72-c/SiroAnton-resurrection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4892278620099422776</id><published>2011-08-09T13:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:51:08.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OpportunityOpportunity's View of the Rim of Endeavour</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4892278620099422776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4892278620099422776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/08/opportunity-opportunitys-view-of-rim-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5KJz6t8fJ20/TkEsUO7JQMI/AAAAAAAABzg/XVr04YsKjyk/s72-c/578382main_image_2032_946-710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3813222149652627519</id><published>2011-07-16T15:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T15:44:35.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A posse da belezaEntre todos os lugares onde vamos, mas que não sabemos ver ou que nos deixam indiferentes, sobressaem por vezes alguns, cujo impacto irreprimível nos conquista, impondo-os à nossa atenção. Possuem essa qualidade a que costumamos dar o nome aproximativo de beleza. Esta pode nada ter de agradavelmente bonito, nem exibir o mais pequeno traço que os guias turísticos consideram belos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3813222149652627519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3813222149652627519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/07/posse-da-beleza-entre-todos-os-lugares.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIf2giI_IWM/TiGi1L97jpI/AAAAAAAABzY/ZTSNqegESGc/s72-c/Tombly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7707089020446329356</id><published>2011-07-06T14:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:37:27.229+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Twombly and Poussin: Arcadian Painters“I would’ve liked to have been Poussin, if I’d had a choice, in another time.”   Cy TwomblyEsta exposição apresenta um confronto único entre a pintura contemporânea de  Cy Twombly e a pintura do século XVII de Nicolas Poussin. Embora separadas por três séculos, as obras destes autores têm em comum os temas de Venus e Eros, a Arcadia e a pastoral e a abordagem</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7707089020446329356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7707089020446329356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/07/twombly-and-poussin-arcadian-painters-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udER68AbmLI/ThRiSKGcTDI/AAAAAAAABzA/7ZX2jxzT8uQ/s72-c/poussin-exhibition1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1268099246831292152</id><published>2011-07-06T14:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T03:28:00.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cy Twombly (1928-2011)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1268099246831292152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1268099246831292152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/07/cy-twombly-1928-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YjbQE8wIYtY/ThUY1o4rEGI/AAAAAAAABzI/B-ug2G5Kr4U/s72-c/Morreu%2Bo%2Bartista%2Bpl%25C3%25A1stico%2Bnorte-americano%2BCy%2BTwombly.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4024848210969663087</id><published>2011-07-06T14:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:18:51.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Claude CahunO Jeu de Paume mostra até 25 de Setembro a obra de Claude Cahun, nascida Lucy Schwob (1894-1954). Os seus auto-retratos, reunidos agora e raramente vistos antes, revelam um sentido acutilante de "performance" quando a fotógrafa nos aparece vestida de mulher ou de homem, usando a imagem para expôr clichés de identidade feminina ou masculina. De 1920 a 1930, Claude Cahun cria um "teatro</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4024848210969663087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4024848210969663087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/07/claude-cahun-o-jeu-de-paume-mostra-ate.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNG0FOqvk0Q/ThRdbbns3gI/AAAAAAAAByw/N7DOGnF3Ltg/s72-c/Cahun_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5119238371695777292</id><published>2011-07-04T04:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T04:32:52.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OuvindoFoto de Delphine Le BerreDavid Linx: When morning comes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5119238371695777292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5119238371695777292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/07/ouvindo-foto-de-delphine-le-berre-david.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQcFzs_rHms/TXooJKzZHJI/AAAAAAAABw0/uTK14ESZjfQ/s72-c/DelphineLeBerre-nue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6800870143009949052</id><published>2011-06-25T11:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:51:37.139+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Peter Falk (1927-2011)Wings of Desire, 1987 (Wim Wenders)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6800870143009949052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6800870143009949052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/06/peter-falk-1927-2011-wings-of-desire.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1Qo3F-0keq8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3142140557106591613</id><published>2011-06-15T12:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T12:13:19.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>InvençãoFoto de Katarzina WidmanskaSe é por mim que traçoo teu retrato,a sobrancelha, a bocao pensamentoÉ por ti, tambémque já o guardoe o demoro naquilo que euinventoA mão descida alio ombro inclinadoOs dedos descuidadoso gesto de que lembroSe é por mim que façoo teu retratodizendo de ti mais do queentendoÉ por ti que o testemunhoe faço:o nariz, a facedissimulando os dentesDeixo para o fim os </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3142140557106591613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3142140557106591613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/06/invencao-foto-de-katarzina-widmanska-se.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xVXeuf3FCU/TfiRG5Okz6I/AAAAAAAAByo/m7gbczGQnZ8/s72-c/katarzina-deranged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7023205038900322176</id><published>2011-05-27T09:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:45:51.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MarilynPoucos dias antes de morrer Marilyn fez uma sessão fotográfica com Bert Stern. Algumas das fotos dessa famosa sessão poderão ser vistas no Centro Cultural de Cascais a partir de 5 de Junho.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7023205038900322176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7023205038900322176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/marilyn-poucos-dias-antes-de-morrer.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-pId87lfUs/Td9kCYo1rAI/AAAAAAAAByc/JADPBqNYRWY/s72-c/mini-marilyn-drunkenstepfather-991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1010265154312043669</id><published>2011-05-18T15:29:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:32:40.977+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish Kapoor — Leviathan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1010265154312043669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1010265154312043669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-leviathan_18.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zfjuwcag2UQ/TdPX8uo-PbI/AAAAAAAAByU/DWMR5piYOLc/s72-c/un-defi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6459356169626187183</id><published>2011-05-17T11:42:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T11:53:47.915+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish Kapoor — Leviathan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6459356169626187183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6459356169626187183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-leviathan.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkD9jwAkJyI/TdJRqYXLYHI/AAAAAAAAByM/ms2GkvgfItM/s72-c/media_file_file_126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4926660011811965366</id><published>2011-05-10T13:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T13:47:08.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Só comigoFoto de Lilya CorneliNão te digo que estoue me sei por dentroEis o vício que alastrae estala sobre o vidrodas lentas coisas em meigo suicídioDesculpa meu amorse não te sigoe me afundo depressae só comigoMaria Teresa Horta in Poesia Reunida, 2009.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4926660011811965366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4926660011811965366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-comigo-foto-de-lilya-corneli-nao-te.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Br7qIOjaX2w/Tckyj0UfI9I/AAAAAAAABx8/_a5hp-PnW4M/s72-c/023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3754341177419950806</id><published>2011-05-10T10:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:28:24.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorLE LEVIATHANIntitulée Leviathan, l’œuvre d’Anish Kapoor est à l’image du monstre biblique une incarnation à la forme puissante et ténébreuse. Animal sans grâce qui cristallise nos peurs archaïques, le Léviathan traverse l’histoire de l’humanité comme une figure obsédante : il s’impose dans le Grand Palais comme une porte d’entrée dans l’antichambre de notre animalité </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3754341177419950806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3754341177419950806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-le.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYr5DnAL86Q/TckEVLBBopI/AAAAAAAABx0/6QD5BrmCxuU/s72-c/newsletter_article_thumbnail_14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3652195629395895891</id><published>2011-05-07T10:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:21:18.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arthur Laurents (1917-2011)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3652195629395895891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3652195629395895891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/arthur-laurents-1917-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bWRBtdrw88E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-626906925889811005</id><published>2011-05-07T10:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:08:01.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Que vergonha. E que grande alívioFui reler o programa eleitoral do PS à luz do “memorando de entendimento” de Portugal com a União Europeia, o Fundo Monetário Internacional e o Banco Central Europeu. É um exercício penoso pois o PS (e veremos domingo o que propõe o PSD) mantém-se fiel ao velho princípio de que os eleitores só votam em quem lhes apresenta a realidade em tons cor-de-rosa. Nada que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/626906925889811005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/626906925889811005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/que-vergonha.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7106283642372452493</id><published>2011-05-04T13:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:11:03.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mais mentiras do sr. EngºA verdade revelada aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7106283642372452493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7106283642372452493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/mais-mentiras-do-sr.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-423288583109096066</id><published>2011-05-02T14:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T14:33:13.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JPPVindo do pó, das cinzas e do nada, como os vampiros da Transilvânia, redivivo por uma gota de sangue qualquer, o nosso particular demónio acordou com toda a fúria de um longo sofrimento e de um combate contra um mundo cruel que o aprisionou a uma crise que parecia tê-lo consumido de vez. Não consumiu: muitos telemóveis atirados contra a parede, muitos "mansa é a tua tia" bem mais vernáculos, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/423288583109096066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/423288583109096066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/jpp-vindo-do-po-das-cinzas-e-do-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4764259254112091121</id><published>2011-05-02T09:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:39:08.611+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diário da guerraAqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4764259254112091121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4764259254112091121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/05/diario-da-guerra-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8098036795744037040</id><published>2011-04-27T12:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:36:58.159+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FlaubertA ligação de toda a vida de Flaubert ao Egipto parece convidar-nos a aprofundar e a respeitar a atracção que podemos sentir por certos países. Da sua adolescência em diante, Flaubert insistiu em que não era francês. O ódio em que tinha o seu país e as suas gentes era tão entranhado que o fazia troçar da sua própria identidade cívica. E, assim, chegaria a propor um novo processo de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8098036795744037040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8098036795744037040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/04/flaubert-ligacao-de-toda-vida-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hkShmZvbtmw/TbgD3H3wtLI/AAAAAAAABxs/HeRUIP4UYrg/s72-c/Pir%25C3%25A2mides%2Bdo%2BEgito.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6625558165148281349</id><published>2011-04-18T19:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:12:51.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HopperA solidão é o tema dominante. As figuras de Hopper parecem longe de casa; estão sentadas ou de pé, mas sempre solitárias, lendo uma carta sentadas numa cama de hotel ou bebendo num bar, olhando pela janela de um comboio em andamento ou com um livro nas mãos numa sala de hotel. Têm rostos vulneráveis e ensimesmados. Talvez tenham acabado de deixar alguém ou de ser deixadas por alguém; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6625558165148281349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6625558165148281349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/04/hopper-solidao-e-o-tema-dominante.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLCP403XESo/TayEgEXsOwI/AAAAAAAABxk/0-7l5EyYgzM/s72-c/hopper.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2493499658706572492</id><published>2011-04-08T06:59:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T07:05:21.215+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I'm Dreaming of a Blue Sunset-on Mars"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2493499658706572492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2493499658706572492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-dreaming-of-blue-sunset-on-mars.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VIksHVxEH2c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4603054968157870519</id><published>2011-04-06T12:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T12:28:08.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O nível a que chega a aldrabiceAqui.Atenção ao 2º parágrafo:He was born in 1957 and spent his early years in the city of Covilhã. At the age of 18 he went to Coimbra, where he earned a degree in civil engineering. He received an MBA in 2005 from the Lisbon University Institute.(Afinal a licenciatura foi feita em Coimbra e o Mestrado em Lisboa)E atenção ao último:Source: Information provided by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4603054968157870519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4603054968157870519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-nivel-que-chega-aldrabice-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2854552084873619440</id><published>2011-04-04T09:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T09:53:59.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rapar o fundo ao tachoAqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2854552084873619440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2854552084873619440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/04/rapar-o-fundo-ao-tacho-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7923742247151988257</id><published>2011-03-31T12:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:48:11.728+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O amigo do Engº.O amigo do Engº. fez estas declarações extraordinárias sobre o planeta Marte e sobre o próprio Engº. amigo. Diz-me com quem andas, dir-te-ei quem és.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7923742247151988257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7923742247151988257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-amigo-do-eng.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3184878244219260102</id><published>2011-03-29T12:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T12:35:10.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post it ao cuidado do futuro primeiro-ministro*(José Sócrates por razões óbvias não encaixa neste perfil) 1º Ninguém o obrigou a ser primeiro-ministro. Quis ser primeiro-ministro. Logo não se queixe. 2º Não se esqueça que é muito mais simples para si deixar de ser primeiro-ministro do que para o país ver-se livre de um primeiro-ministro. 3º Não confunda liderança com usurpação de competências. As</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3184878244219260102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3184878244219260102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-it-ao-cuidado-do-futuro-primeiro.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6237457467535241934</id><published>2011-03-25T12:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-25T12:43:12.069Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A história de um pesadelo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6237457467535241934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6237457467535241934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/historia-de-um-pesadelo.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-956803919627746107</id><published>2011-03-23T16:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-23T16:27:56.016Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JurosA cinco anos ultrapassaram os 8%. 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Tudo sempre num frenesi, com apresentações cheias de efeitos especiais e desenhos de ruas, cidades e paisagens virtuais. Para preencher os tempos mortos há que inventar causas que encenem o ambiente de luta entre os progressistas, nós, e os </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5146946998967482829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5146946998967482829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-discurso-encantatorio-todas-as.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5134266947748404695</id><published>2011-03-17T14:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-17T14:33:52.645Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EstrebucharA notícia da recandidatura caiu como uma bomba no Gabinete. De entre as vozes de todos, destacava-se a do Pedro:- Mas tu estás maluco, Zé? Já viste o banho que nos vão dar?De mãos agarradas à cabeça, o Zé era a imagem do desespero. Do pânico. A quem recorrer na muito provável hipótese de derrota eleitoral?- Então não percebem que o único lugar seguro que me resta neste País é o Governo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5134266947748404695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5134266947748404695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/estrebuchar-noticia-da-recandidatura.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6180663096498633253</id><published>2011-03-17T13:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:24:55.150Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rapar o fundo ao tachoMais uma absoluta irresponsabilidade — como Álvaro Santos Pereira explica aqui.Depois, ainda têm a lata de falar da necessidade da confiança dos mercados. A resposta dos mercados a toda esta palhaçada está aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6180663096498633253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6180663096498633253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/rapar-o-fundo-ao-tacho-mais-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5285255736669139759</id><published>2011-03-15T04:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-15T04:25:26.357Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O fundo do poçoSe as novas medidas bastam?Não bastam, não. No estado em que o país se encontra, as medidas do governo são insuficientes para se pagar o que se deve. Vai ser necessário cortar mais, cobrar mais, reduzir mais, em suma, ir buscar mais dinheiro aos poucos bolsos que ainda têm algum, para se continuar a pagar o endividamento do país e os pesados juros resultantes da falta de confiança </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5285255736669139759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5285255736669139759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-fundo-do-poco-se-as-novas-medidas.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1303623065388684715</id><published>2011-03-14T03:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-14T03:40:23.539Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>À deriva21 de Março de 2010: PEC 1. Sócrates e Teixeira dos Santos anunciam não serem necessárias mais medidas restritivas e mais impostos.16 de Junho de 2010: PEC 2. Sócrates e Teixeira dos Santos anunciam não serem necessárias mais medidas restritivas e mais impostos.10 de Outubro de 2010: PEC 3. Sócrates e Teixeira dos Santos anunciam não serem necessárias mais medidas restritivas e mais </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1303623065388684715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1303623065388684715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/deriva-21-de-marco-de-2010-pec-1.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4894066068347724962</id><published>2011-03-13T11:25:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T11:30:14.863Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorHABITER L'ESPACEDans les œuvres d’Anish Kapoor, la notion d’échelle se révèle être autant affaire de taille que de sens – celui que nous attribuons à ce que nous voyons. Les formes sont aussi bien convexes que concaves, les masses tantôt aériennes tantôt pesantes, le vide d’un instant est le plein d’un autre instant. L’œuvre est-elle dans le lieu, ou le lieu dans l’</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4894066068347724962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4894066068347724962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-habiter.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PxKeyVqTLU/TXyqIR3wWoI/AAAAAAAABxM/JLyg_y4jkR8/s72-c/image01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8409545660159839970</id><published>2011-03-12T09:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-12T10:04:48.116Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lendo outros blogsEsticar a corda é uma especialidade do governo. Aqui, ali, mais umas medidas, mais outras medidas, um atrevimento ali, um atrevimento aqui. Não percebo, por isso, a indignação de tanta gente com mais este plano de austeridade. Era esperado: José Sócrates tinha-o anunciado há uma semana e meia, mas o tempo está a passar depressa demais; o ministro das Finanças anunciara-o antes, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8409545660159839970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8409545660159839970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/lendo-outros-blogs-esticar-corda-e-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3363688748006629171</id><published>2011-03-12T08:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:14:33.508Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorLA COULEUR ET LE MONOCHROMELa couleur est fondamentale dans l’art d’Anish Kapoor. Elle n’est pas là pour décorer ou pour s’ajouter à l’œuvre. Elle en est très souvent le principe,  toujours pure et sans mélange. Dans ses œuvres de la fin des années 1970 et du début des années 1980, il produit des sculptures entièrement recouvertes de pigment pur. De taille réduite, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3363688748006629171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3363688748006629171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-la-couleur.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20ZB1Hq2oZU/TWvGltU6miI/AAAAAAAABws/5JGnFlzrOWY/s72-c/article_image_file_33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6046297460223608352</id><published>2011-03-11T13:20:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-03-11T13:28:51.831Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Resposta à geração (à) rasca......empregozinhos definitos (dados pelo pai-estado) à saída da faculdade...?Ouvindo David Linx: façam-se à vida e ganhem 1 milhão!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6046297460223608352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6046297460223608352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7564092897511028515</id><published>2011-03-11T11:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-11T12:01:42.714Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mais aldrabicesO Engº deve ter pensado que os tontinhos de Bruxelas também já estavam no papo como os parolos dos portugueses. Ter-se-à enganado. A resposta dos nossos credores — esses seguramente não tontinhos e percebendo perfeitamente quem o Engº é, até porque têm o dinheiro deles cá metido — foi a que se está a ver aqui (a 5 anos já a tocar os 8%).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7564092897511028515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7564092897511028515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/mais-aldrabices-o-eng-deve-ter-pensado.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7162792140267672646</id><published>2011-03-11T10:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:15:17.650Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorLE NON-OBJETLes œuvres d’Anish Kapoor tentent pour la plupart d’échapper au monde qui les entoure. Elles sont comme importées d’ailleurs, révélant des dimensions cachées et transformant notre perception. A la faveur d’un jeu de miroir, d’un effet de vide ou d’une surenchère de couleur, l’œuvre échappe à son statut d’objet : elle n’est plus tout à fait de ce monde, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7162792140267672646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7162792140267672646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-le-non.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1b8nF-3Czg/TWvFu5irGiI/AAAAAAAABwk/GNB93MMNvy8/s72-c/article_image_file_35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1573664390223092679</id><published>2011-03-10T11:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:27:26.844Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorLA PEAU DE L'OBJETJouant sur la surface et l’apparence des choses, Anish Kapoor fait de la peau une image forte pour comprendre son travail. La peau, lieu de toutes les sensations, marque une frontière entre un intérieur et un extérieur. A ce double titre, les œuvres d’Anish Kapoor sont typiquement des « lieux de sensations » et des marqueurs de frontières. L’</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1573664390223092679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1573664390223092679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-la-peau-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V__uj7QxkOs/TWvFAitNaDI/AAAAAAAABwc/AGEj97z-0hU/s72-c/article_image_file_37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2769465864986593895</id><published>2011-03-09T10:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-09T11:01:36.540Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O filme do descalabroPode-se seguir aqui, em tempo real, o descalabro a que o Engº conduziu o nosso país:Juros da dívida a 3 anosJuros da dívida a 4 anosJuros da dívida a 5 anosJuros da dívida a 10 anosVá clicando de vez em quando. Está sempre a mudar e, ultimamente, sempre para pior (a 5 anos, por exemplo, estava ontem a 7,71, neste momento está a 7,77).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2769465864986593895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2769465864986593895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-filme-do-descalabro-pode-se-seguir.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3196862990093582124</id><published>2011-03-09T10:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:38:41.484Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorLE VIDE COMME FORMEÉchappant par nature à toute matérialisation, le vide est à la fois ce qui manque et ce qui nous est toujours donné. Pour Anish Kapoor, le vide est un motif récurrent qu’il met en scène dans de nombreuses sculptures, à l’image de Descent into Limbo, 1992, Ghost, 1997, The Origin of the World, 2004. A chaque fois, le défi plastique – donner une </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3196862990093582124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3196862990093582124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-le-vide.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_vPOo57F3rQ/TWvDBDtX3_I/AAAAAAAABwU/uijNyRPFI_s/s72-c/article_image_file_28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8552380289946824531</id><published>2011-03-08T05:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-08T05:49:04.279Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A cultura num estado socialistaCriado em Janeiro de 2010, o Grupo de Trabalho para o Património Imaterial tinha por objectivo a realização, "no campo", do levantamento "sistemático" e "tendencialmente exaustivo" do património cultural imaterial português. Este levantamento devia ser efectuado no quadro do Departamento do Património Imaterial do IMC e estar concluído até 31 de Dezembro deste ano, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8552380289946824531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8552380289946824531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/cultura-num-estado-socialista-criado-em.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8675188060635733675</id><published>2011-03-08T05:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-08T05:35:08.081Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorLA LUMIÈRE COMME FANTÔMELe caractère à la fois éminemment mental mais aussi particulièrement charnel de l’œuvre de Kapoor s’accompagne d’une profonde réflexion sur la lumière. Celle-ci n’émane jamais d’un point défini, elle est toujours diffuse. Ces œuvres « capturent » la lumière et la restituent sur un mode indirect et fantomatique. On ne connaît pas sa source et on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8675188060635733675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8675188060635733675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-la-lumiere.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5zCz0OyYI4/TWvCWWDeqDI/AAAAAAAABwM/jOu_2hpa7Ns/s72-c/article_image_file_40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4684552656390713354</id><published>2011-03-04T09:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:01:16.517Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estranho? NãoÉ natural que quem andou a fazer isto, oriente assim e assim a face externa portuguesa. Quem tiver vergonha, aproveite o Carnaval e pinte a cara de preto...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4684552656390713354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4684552656390713354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/estranho-nao-e-natural-que-quem-andou.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7004441170133327466</id><published>2011-03-04T09:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-04T09:38:57.728Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorLA CONCAVITÉ« La géométrie est pour moi un élément très important auquel je reviens toujours » dit Anish Kapoor. De fait, nombre de ses œuvres sont le fruit de savantes combinaisons géométriques qui permettent de créer des illusions perceptives particulièrement tenaces. A cet égard, la concavité est récurrente dans les sculptures de l’artiste. Elle est d’abord ce qui,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7004441170133327466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7004441170133327466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-la.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHgYY0aTc00/TWvBfpRnu0I/AAAAAAAABwE/PijxvJOe-wY/s72-c/-%25C2%25A9%2BAnish%2BKapoor%2527%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1432064020953493404</id><published>2011-03-03T10:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:30:29.692Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorLA FICTION ET LE RITUELSensible à la gravité organisée des rituels, Anish Kapoor introduit savamment dans l’organisation plastique de ses œuvres l’impression d’un rituel possible. Conscient de l’efficacité psychologique de ces organisations immémoriales du temps et de l’espace, il en utilise les vertus au service de l’implication psychique des regardeurs. Comme le </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1432064020953493404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1432064020953493404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-la-fiction.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VncCVymmrUs/TWvALuVQbPI/AAAAAAAABv8/oTU9W4QB2Nc/s72-c/-%25C2%25A9%2BAnish%2BKapoor%2527%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3382262164889570183</id><published>2011-03-02T10:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-02T11:23:56.325Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorL'ÉCORCHÉEn référence directe à la figure mythologique de Marsyas (satyre qui a défié Apollon et qui fut écorché vif) et au titre d’une œuvre fameuse d’Anish Kapoor, l’écorché est un thème qui revient souvent dans l’œuvre de l’artiste. Terme se rapportant à l’anatomie, l’écorché désigne une figure peinte, dessinée ou sculptée, montrant des muscles sans la peau. La </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3382262164889570183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3382262164889570183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/03/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-lecorche-en.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnHYCo4uLXk/TWKKzsUKQRI/AAAAAAAABvs/4-E03fh5yqU/s72-c/article_image_file_29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8666012000454205333</id><published>2011-02-28T09:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-28T09:35:48.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorL'AUTO-GÉNÉRATIONPar-delà la référence à une œuvre d’Anish Kapoor – Svayambh, 2007 – qui signifie littéralement « modelé par sa propre énergie », l’auto-génération est un sujet de fascination pour l’artiste. Celui-ci met tout en œuvre pour donner à la plupart de ses œuvres une autonomie qui annule toute vision de l’artiste exprimant sa subjectivité comme dans My Red </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8666012000454205333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8666012000454205333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-lauto.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGWcbkMOs7g/TWKJlV4kqnI/AAAAAAAABvk/B-BOzKDbQdM/s72-c/article_image_file_45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2415784802920917006</id><published>2011-02-25T14:46:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:00:16.263Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>André KertészMais uma retrospectiva de André Kertész, desta vez organizada pelo Fotomuseum Winterthur e depois da retrospectiva no Jeu de Paume que encerrou no dia 6. Nascido em 1894 e falecido em Nova York em 1985, André Kertész trabalhou com Brassaï e foi fonte de inspiração para Cartier-Bresson. Ler mais aqui. Inaugura amanhã.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2415784802920917006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2415784802920917006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/andre-kertesz-mais-uma-retrospectiva-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeKsBi-aSLQ/TWfA8NsTyEI/AAAAAAAABv0/VwX4YQkOQbI/s72-c/a718e366ae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5743892136934870966</id><published>2011-02-24T19:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-24T20:24:12.897Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorL'ENTROPIEL’entropie désigne l’état de désordre d’un système. Pour l’artiste, elle joue un rôle fondamental qui vient équilibrer par sa nature chaotique l’apparence policée de son travail : « Comme dans le monde baroque, l'apparence est décorative, tout en surface, mais en dessous se cache un sombre secret ; la décadence et l'entropie ne sont jamais bien loin. » De ce</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5743892136934870966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5743892136934870966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-lentropie.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XlgEqdpIYlg/TWKIwM5vNoI/AAAAAAAABvc/pmvJktPt-F4/s72-c/article_image_file_46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2633077615139983716</id><published>2011-02-22T11:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T11:47:40.759Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorVOIR, C'EST IMAGINEROn dit souvent d’un artiste qu’il « renouvelle notre vision d’un sujet » – mais pour Anish Kapoor, il s’agit d’une toute autre dimension : le contact avec ses œuvres renouvelle la vision elle-même, nous faisant, bien au-delà de leur aspect séduisant, nous interroger sur l’acte de « voir ». La vision humaine, que la science ne fait que commencer de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2633077615139983716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2633077615139983716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-voir-cest.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QvyJ53XecmA/TWKHxTo2T-I/AAAAAAAABvU/OgBdT8rM1Ak/s72-c/article_image_file_36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6416146126458729231</id><published>2011-02-18T12:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T12:27:12.554Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grandes aulas (5)Marc-Alain Ouaknin: Au commencement, au-delà de la nature.Aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6416146126458729231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6416146126458729231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/grandes-aulas-5-marc-alain-ouaknin-au.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5604252319694906993</id><published>2011-02-18T12:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T12:18:59.041Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorL'OEUVRE COMME PAYSAGEAnish Kapoor est intervenu à plusieurs reprises dans l’espace public urbain (Cloud Gate, 2004, Sky Mirror, 2001, etc.) ou à l’échelle du paysage (Dismemberment Site I, 2003-2009, Temenos, 2006). Ces œuvres que l’on peut parfois qualifier d’œuvres du Land Art ont pour caractéristique d’être elles-mêmes des paysages, plus ou moins abstraits et </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5604252319694906993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5604252319694906993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-loeuvre.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ecq9QFkZOIk/TV5htZbO8rI/AAAAAAAABvM/lwf3ouLYanI/s72-c/article_image_file_34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6299364618793008712</id><published>2011-02-17T11:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-17T11:18:12.824Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monumenta 2011 — Anish KapoorInviter, chaque année, un grand artiste à créer une œuvre inédite. La rendre à la fois précieuse et accessible à tous, au cœur de la ville la plus visitée du monde, dans le cadre exceptionnel de la Nef du Grand Palais des Champs-Élysées à Paris. Le pari de MONUMENTA était aussi simple qu’ambitieux, et le succès croissant fut au rendez-vous des trois premières éditions</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6299364618793008712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6299364618793008712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/monumenta-2011-anish-kapoor-inviter.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jV505gKxRbA/TV0DmYqMvpI/AAAAAAAABvE/RCfwv45US5o/s72-c/article_image_file_80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3357421242406069772</id><published>2011-02-13T23:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:00:40.743Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CulináriaNão costumo ceder a estas tentações opinativas mas, desta vez, fui provocado, particularmente porque gosto de programas de culinária. O FJV tem razão. Aquele Chakall era insuportável.Não se pode comparar a Sophie Dahl com os seus 34 anos, embora, como FJV, desconfie muito desta truta recheada.Ainda assim, fica a pontos  da Nigella Lawson com os seus fantásticos 51 anos. É a diferença </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3357421242406069772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3357421242406069772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/culinaria-nao-costumo-ceder-estas.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/huJvYcksbCI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8267441832892542145</id><published>2011-02-12T13:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T12:23:22.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grandes aulas (4)Sean Scully Lecture</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8267441832892542145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8267441832892542145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/grandes-aulas-4-sean-scully-lecture.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CpTo7LgsU5g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2600975522101226764</id><published>2011-02-05T10:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:06:15.024Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Antes de Tempo — 7 anosAos fiéis leitores deste blog (muito especialmente do outro lado do Atlântico — Brasil e Estados Unidos — que ultrapassam já os 30% das 117 mil visitas) o meu muito obrigado.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2600975522101226764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2600975522101226764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/antes-de-tempo-7-anos-aos-fieis.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7931879505155420242</id><published>2011-02-03T19:45:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:38:08.407Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maria Schneider (1952-2011)A música de Gato Barbieri, as imagens de Francis Bacon, Paris, Brando, Maria Schneider: o caldo de cultura de toda uma geração.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7931879505155420242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7931879505155420242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/02/maria-schneider-1952-2011-musica-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3x4UOsLC0OE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8558653788913278237</id><published>2011-01-31T09:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-31T09:26:58.774Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Acordo ortográficoO acordo ortográfico alcança estes ridículos: morreu o país milenar Egipto. Nasceu um novo país: Egito. Já agora, também gostava de saber como se passam a chamar os naturais deste novo país: egitos, egicios, egicinos...?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8558653788913278237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8558653788913278237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/01/acordo-ortografico-o-acordo-ortografico.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-6529474277494634487</id><published>2011-01-31T09:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-31T09:06:25.335Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grandes aulas (3)Marc-Alain Ouaknin: Lire, un double mouvement de désir.Aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6529474277494634487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/6529474277494634487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/01/grandes-aulas-3-marc-alain-ouaknin-lire.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2410509670838511502</id><published>2011-01-29T10:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:56:36.115Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diário da guerraPara a intelligenza ocidental: sejam brandos, compreensivos e condescendentes, sejam... e ficarão com um ar muito progressista na fotografia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2410509670838511502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2410509670838511502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/01/diario-da-guerra-para-intelligenza.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KXQFjbM8l_g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2117260399504344768</id><published>2011-01-17T09:21:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-01-17T13:16:43.791Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Susannah York (1939-2011)The shout (1978) de Jerzy Skolimowski, com Alan Bates. Um dos mais notáveis filmes da actriz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2117260399504344768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2117260399504344768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/01/susannah-york-1939-2011-shout-1978-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5081753025775817159</id><published>2011-01-05T11:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-01-05T12:03:07.547Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grandes aulas (2)Marc-Alain Ouaknin: Au commencement était la relation.Aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5081753025775817159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5081753025775817159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2011/01/grandes-aulas-2-marc-alain-ouaknin-au.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-681274743294559894</id><published>2010-12-27T07:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-27T07:30:13.562Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grandes aulasMarc-Alain Ouaknin: La lecture, l'apprentissage d'une désappropriation.Aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/681274743294559894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/681274743294559894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/12/grandes-aulas-marc-alain-ouaknin-la.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4959219601905190171</id><published>2010-12-24T09:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:53:16.778Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Que pensa do futuro?Boas Festas!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4959219601905190171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4959219601905190171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/12/que-pensa-do-futuro-boas-festas.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TRRtJ0W4TqI/AAAAAAAABu0/xsYVZVydTUY/s72-c/imgres.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7586391297904485059</id><published>2010-12-24T09:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:48:43.544Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>André KertészAuto-retrato, 1925.No Jeu de Paume, até 6 de Fevereiro, a primeira grande retrospectiva de André Kertész. Fotógrafo húngaro nascido em 1894 em Budapeste, Kertész vai para Paris em 1925 e envolve-se com os movimentos vanguardistas da época, nomeadamente o Dadaísmo. Em 1936, devido às perseguições nazis aos judeus, Kertész sai de Paris e instala-se em Nova York onde vai viver e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7586391297904485059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7586391297904485059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/12/andre-kertesz-auto-retrato-1925.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TRH67pVuydI/AAAAAAAABuo/Z4iiMmLpnJg/s72-c/kertesz-106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7548322570321156646</id><published>2010-12-23T09:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-23T09:32:06.371Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A dar cabo do paísCom este parecer, qualquer empresa veria a assembleia geral demitir de imediato a administração. Leia aqui para perceber.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7548322570321156646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7548322570321156646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/12/dar-cabo-do-pais-com-este-parecer.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TLAuMFucIgI/AAAAAAAABsg/Ej-FCWAJTr8/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2484737937654423477</id><published>2010-12-22T11:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:52:48.834Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soulages (6)Je me trouvais à Sère près de l'atelier, sur la terrasse devant un grand horizon vide. Le soleil est devenu un disque noir, plus noir que le ciel, d'autant plus noir que cerné de la plus intense frange lumineuse. Tous les regards étaient tournés vers le haut, fascinés. Un grand silence s'est fait. Les oiseaux se sont arrêtés de voler, de chanter.C'était un spectacle cosmique </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2484737937654423477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2484737937654423477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/11/soulages-6-je-me-trouvais-sere-pres-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TOVlzH1GcBI/AAAAAAAABug/BF1M849sA6M/s72-c/Digitalizar%2B11.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7866964549036594987</id><published>2010-12-18T13:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-18T13:16:24.941Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soulages (5)Peinture et sculpture, quelles qu'en soient l'époque et l'origine, peuvent s'envisager de deux points de vu fondamentalement différents.Comme oeuvre d'art, c'est-à-dire créant à partir de l'émotion originelle une dynamique de l'imaginaire et de la pensée.Ou bien, comme document contribuant aux diverses sciences de l'homme, anthropologie, ethnologie, histoire, sociologie, etc.Toute </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7866964549036594987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7866964549036594987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/11/soulages-5-peinture-et-sculpture.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TOVlWp8tWeI/AAAAAAAABuQ/Pjb6UqYighg/s72-c/Digitalizar%2B4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3987783712764852509</id><published>2010-12-01T10:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-01T10:56:28.319Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soulages (4)Le noir est antérieur à la lumière. Avant la lumière, le monde et les choses étaient dans la plus totale obscurité. Avec la lumière sont nées les couleurs. Le noir leur est antérieur. Antérieur aussi pour chacun de nous, avant de naître, "avant d'avoir vu le jour". Ces notions d'origine sont profondément enfouies en nous. Est-ce pour ces raisons que le noir nous atteint si puissamment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3987783712764852509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3987783712764852509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/12/soulages-4-le-noir-est-anterieur-la.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TOVk6pvSKFI/AAAAAAAABuA/9obWbutPs1c/s72-c/Digitalizar.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-9191891368474127493</id><published>2010-11-24T14:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-24T14:08:30.048Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soulages (3)Mon travail est toujours un dialogue entre ce qui apparaît sur la toile pendant que je peins et mes réactions devant ce qui apparaît; c'est un échange continuel. Je ne travaille pas en état de transe; je contrôle. Je contrôle et je laisse aller. C'est un échange entre ces deux choses-là. Ce qui m'intéresse c'est la totalité; ce n'est pas seulement l'inconscient, c'est aussi le choix </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/9191891368474127493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/9191891368474127493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/11/soulages-3-mon-travail-est-toujours-un.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TOVkaylzPVI/AAAAAAAABtw/x7RlORT-VzA/s72-c/Digitalizar%2B9.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1901710777517240660</id><published>2010-11-22T09:34:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-11-22T09:57:30.373Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soulages (2)Les divers aspects des objets et les objets eux-mêmes ne sont pas la réalité. Les rapports de l'homme avec le monde objectif, sa sensibilité, ses mythes, ses idées, les structures sociales auxquels ils s'achoppent constituent la réalité.En éprouvant, en vivant les rapports des couleurs, de formes, l'espace, les structures, les rythmes qui sont propres à un artiste, on est introduit à </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1901710777517240660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1901710777517240660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/11/soulages-2-les-divers-aspects-des.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TOVjqyYahNI/AAAAAAAABtY/nbXmDRRQ7vU/s72-c/Digitalizar%2B5.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-5756706757732107585</id><published>2010-11-18T17:26:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-11-18T19:32:29.104Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SoulagesPour un peintre les problèmes qui se posent ne précèdent pas les solutions. Ils naissent de l'oeuvre, avec elle.Je ne crois apprendre ce que je cherche qu'en peignant; cela n'exclut pas que ma peinture soit précédée d'une envie, d'un besoin de certaines formes plutôt que d'autres, mais ce n'est que peintes que ces formes me renseignent sur cette envie. C'est à ce moment-là que j'en tire </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5756706757732107585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/5756706757732107585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/11/soulages-pour-un-peintre-les-problemes.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TOVh_2zz57I/AAAAAAAABtI/Jjox4CLlYyQ/s72-c/Digitalizar%2B1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8900500542389121557</id><published>2010-11-11T08:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:04:53.907Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Como a incompetencia da fiscalização cria um país de delatores:link</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8900500542389121557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8900500542389121557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/11/como-incompetencia-da-fiscalizacao-cria.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TNMuPDkWwsI/AAAAAAAABtA/OLPdaqCqD0Q/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4369671830784963302</id><published>2010-11-04T22:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-04T22:22:37.706Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dois consiglieriHoje, no jornal das 9, na SIC Notícias, Ângelo Correia e Victor Ramalho.— ...desculpe, Ângelo...—Sim, Victor...Dois consiglieri de duas famílias. Até a referência à estratégia militar foi reveladora. Dois consiglieri de duas famílias discutindo o poder relativo neste país sicilianamente pobre. Num outro cenário, um pouco mais intimista e discreto, que não o vibrante e televisivo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4369671830784963302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4369671830784963302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/11/dois-consiglieri-hoje-no-jornal-das-9.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TNMuPDkWwsI/AAAAAAAABtA/OLPdaqCqD0Q/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-4735602291632250293</id><published>2010-11-03T11:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:22:01.225Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Carlos Amado (1936-2010)Morreu Carlos Amado. Ontem, no dia em que completou 74 anos. Escultor, cenógrafo, desenhador, uma vida dedicada à arte e ao seu ensino. Foi meu professor e meu amigo. Foi através dele que conheci José Escada. Devo-lhe muito do que sou mas, acima de tudo, devo-lhe a aprendizagem de um dos valores mais importantes que continuo a transmitir aos meus alunos, tal como ele me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4735602291632250293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/4735602291632250293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/11/carlos-amado-1936-2010-morreu-carlos.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TNFCmIJdbhI/AAAAAAAABs4/on47eSHTDdA/s72-c/Carlos+Amado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2781177386152419111</id><published>2010-10-14T10:42:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:03:02.058+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jean-Michel BasquiatInaugura amanhã no  Musée d'Art Moderne de Paris uma grande retrospectiva de Jean-Michel Basquiat por ocasião dos 50 anos do seu nascimento. Basquiat nasceu em 1960 em Brooklyn e veio a morrer em 1988, também em Nova York. Tendo começado como artista de graffitis, veio a ser reconhecido na cena artística internacional no final dos anos 70. Retrospectiva a não perder até 30 de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2781177386152419111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2781177386152419111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/10/jean-michel-basquiat-inaugura-amanha-no.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TLbR1ZJWqPI/AAAAAAAABsw/pcwiQpyWJoY/s72-c/4-Slave+Auction-bd_mdr.jpeg.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2397465656289302975</id><published>2010-10-09T09:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T09:58:39.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Um Estado que se mete em tudo e que tudo quer controlar«Manda o Governo, pela Ministra da Educação, o seguinte:  Artigo 1º. Criação  1 — É criado o curso profissional de instrumentista de jazz, visando a saída profissional de instrumentista de jazz. 2 — O curso criado nos termos do número anterior enquadra-se na família profissional de artes do espectáculo e integra-se na área de educação e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2397465656289302975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2397465656289302975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/10/um-estado-que-se-mete-em-tudo-e-que.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TLAuMFucIgI/AAAAAAAABsg/Ej-FCWAJTr8/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2806833577253082412</id><published>2010-10-07T14:46:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T09:30:45.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Prémio Nobel da Literatura 2010Fiel ao encontro marcado, Lucrecia entrou com as sombras, falando de gatos. Ela própria parecia uma formosa gata de angora sob o rumoroso arminho que lhe dava pelos pés e dissimulava os seus movimentos. Estaria nua dentro da sua envoltura prateada?— Gatos, disseste?— Gatinhos, melhor — miou ela, dando uns passos resolutos em redor de Dom Rigoberto, o qual pensou num</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2806833577253082412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2806833577253082412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/10/premio-nobel-da-literatura-2010-fiel-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TK3Pdyte_vI/AAAAAAAABsY/muwGeu6x1jE/s72-c/Mario+Vargas+Llosa+ganha+o+pr%C3%AAmio+Nobel+de+Literatura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8882015003074128433</id><published>2010-09-30T11:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:32:48.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>“O povo tem que sofrer as crises como o Governo as sofre”. Afirmação feita ontem por um dos mais antigos Dons à boa maneira siciliana.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8882015003074128433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8882015003074128433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-povo-tem-que-sofrer-as-crises-como-o.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TKRmGZULgtI/AAAAAAAABsQ/rNyNzt2OZM0/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-2552313738863171212</id><published>2010-09-30T10:56:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:09:20.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Curriculum de um mentiroso:21 de Março de 2005: "[O aumento de impostos] vai ser evitável, porque estamos cá para garantir que vamos conter a despesa e combater a fraude e a evasão fiscal." (José Sócrates no debate do programa do Governo) 14 de Abril de 2005: "Nós não vamos aumentar os impostos, porque essa é a receita errada. Não vamos cometer os erros do passado." (Em entrevista a Judite Sousa,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2552313738863171212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/2552313738863171212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/09/curriculum-de-um-mentiroso-21-de-marco.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TKRe5IQmfxI/AAAAAAAABsI/ZXHVgzdFQ1Y/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8568140931966535929</id><published>2010-09-27T10:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T10:20:15.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Depois da novela que se iniciou sexta-feira com o primeiro-ministro e o líder da oposição a acusarem-se mutuamente (ainda que com uso e abuso de eufemismos e neologismos) de mentirosos – e neste caso eu acredito em Passos Coelho, que não tem o curriculum de mentiroso compulsivo do PM, não lhe são conhecidos os múltiplos esqueletos no armário que o PM acumula no seu roupeiro, que não veio para a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8568140931966535929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8568140931966535929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/09/depois-da-novela-que-se-iniciou-sexta.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TKBdc4opPBI/AAAAAAAABsA/NKkLRHjNdeU/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-7801865737180015945</id><published>2010-09-17T07:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T07:42:36.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A lerJosé Mendonça da Cruz: Sinónimos de optimismo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7801865737180015945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/7801865737180015945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/09/ler-jose-mendonca-da-cruz-sinonimos-de.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-1238318021334886743</id><published>2010-09-05T15:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T16:12:18.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Páginas notáveis (26)Chez nous on cache son visage. Le corps, pas d'importance. Le corps va nu sous le soleil, le blond soleil qui brûle le jour, qui brûle la nuit.Car chez nous il n'y a pas de nuit. Ce qu'on appele la nuit c'est par commodité, quand l'amour vient aux amoureux, quand deux corps se serrent l'un contre l'autre comme deux épis de blé sous le même vent. Quand deux amants mélangent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1238318021334886743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/1238318021334886743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/09/paginas-notaveis-26-chez-nous-on-cache.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TIOj8mRU4xI/AAAAAAAABrw/-CsOZvzPvP8/s72-c/estante_livros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-3913991441021867783</id><published>2010-08-22T09:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T09:41:23.081+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Será que toda a gente adormeceu ao sol?A ler, Jorge Costa: Portugal ficou entregue a ninguém.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3913991441021867783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/3913991441021867783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/08/sera-que-toda-gente-adormeceu-ao-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/THDffQdURWI/AAAAAAAABro/50QV0DJhd3I/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-8500679929311920263</id><published>2010-08-20T02:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T02:29:59.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reclaiming the ImaginationImagine being a slave in ancient Rome. Now remember being one. The second task, unlike the first, is crazy. If, as I’m guessing, you never were a slave in ancient Rome, it follows that you can’t remember being one — but you can still let your imagination rip. With a bit of effort one can even imagine the impossible, such as discovering that Dick Cheney and Madonna are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8500679929311920263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/8500679929311920263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/08/reclaiming-imagination-imagine-being.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432744.post-531195424731066800</id><published>2010-08-10T11:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:07:49.971+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A lerCarlos Abreu Amorim: A "táctica Calimero" falhou.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/531195424731066800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6432744/posts/default/531195424731066800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antesdetempo.blogspot.com/2010/08/ler-carlos-abreu-amorim-tactica.html' title=''/><author><name>jpr</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty_699saBns/TGEkI6bpTvI/AAAAAAAABrg/qEfLaaSDqx0/s72-c/trespassa-se.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
