tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-269407722024-03-14T03:35:13.036-03:00anjobaldioanjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.comBlogger1158125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-61836735768890610842024-03-07T21:02:00.000-03:002024-03-07T21:02:12.443-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgizaYkNF4K1gAblHbpFIhFzzwKxA9MAXSa29nMK-H5MIrQOr-ZWkXkoWiDUqBNE_aZJ92RVAzhcS9-2e8-7xlZ3yECkOjlbVjaMgX8RLJZhFlRn1KUxbSyXgavZJJnKgURlWy_hZ6-IqULW6wFpEURqXPPoumJunSkuDp3E_dzCYOvPAtxhC0ICQ/s1920/subversos%20(8).png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1920" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgizaYkNF4K1gAblHbpFIhFzzwKxA9MAXSa29nMK-H5MIrQOr-ZWkXkoWiDUqBNE_aZJ92RVAzhcS9-2e8-7xlZ3yECkOjlbVjaMgX8RLJZhFlRn1KUxbSyXgavZJJnKgURlWy_hZ6-IqULW6wFpEURqXPPoumJunSkuDp3E_dzCYOvPAtxhC0ICQ/w640-h360/subversos%20(8).png" width="640" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p></p><p class="tm6"><strong><span class="tm7"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">bebo ervas selvagens coração vadio encharca-se de céu</span></span></strong></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">choro quando me afundo na piscina verde</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">trilha de sangue nos cacos do ermo-em-flor</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">corpos suados no coração do mar-alheação<a id="aGoBack"></a></span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">sinais de fumaça no céu-nu em flamas</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm9"><span style="color: red;">Nelson Magalhães Filho</span></span></p><br /><p></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-6427164420518315882023-12-21T08:46:00.002-03:002023-12-21T08:46:53.369-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4WJOIaBlU9FdAJc7st1vDdDXar3-QRT8-mZL4M4Qjeo8_tSNnfkTsSKT0rMA9thKokpLRYmIWxwAr8zc2aDITvp_IiSbZ2gf2Ku-hQn4HANt7EU-zIK6UL42mxYfyxbvYquxgTuUiub_7pkK0ZZAE7fs20kyvcTFVNnPiCw3Ys6lC57MKUkp_Dw/s4080/Nelson%20Magalh%C3%A3es%20Filho.%20S%C3%A9rie%20Anjos%20Baldios,%202008.%20Acr%C3%ADlica%20s%20tela,%2070%20X%2050%20cm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3072" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4WJOIaBlU9FdAJc7st1vDdDXar3-QRT8-mZL4M4Qjeo8_tSNnfkTsSKT0rMA9thKokpLRYmIWxwAr8zc2aDITvp_IiSbZ2gf2Ku-hQn4HANt7EU-zIK6UL42mxYfyxbvYquxgTuUiub_7pkK0ZZAE7fs20kyvcTFVNnPiCw3Ys6lC57MKUkp_Dw/w482-h640/Nelson%20Magalh%C3%A3es%20Filho.%20S%C3%A9rie%20Anjos%20Baldios,%202008.%20Acr%C3%ADlica%20s%20tela,%2070%20X%2050%20cm.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, acrílica s/tela, 70 X 50cm.</span><p></p><p></p><p class="tm6"><strong><span class="tm7"><br /></span></strong></p><p class="tm6"><strong><span class="tm7"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">fábulas de figueiras imoladas dentro da noite por acaso astúcias</span></span></strong></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">são imundícies? viva a prosódia mordida suscitando indagações.</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">a música vinha pela janela parecia o noturno em fá sustenido maior <a id="aGoBack"></a></span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;"><span class="tm8">de </span><em><span class="tm9">chopin</span></em><span class="tm8"> nesta noite que peguei um livro de j</span><em><span class="tm9">ohn fante</span></em><span class="tm8">.</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">o quarto amanhecia como se alguma coisa, um perfume arrogante</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;"><span class="tm8">sei lá, mas desobscurecia. às vezes </span><em><span class="tm9">cândida</span></em><span class="tm8"> gostava</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;"><em><span class="tm9"></span></em><span class="tm8">de reter a aurora em suas mãos regeladas: </span><em><span class="tm9">“você prefere tocá-la</span></em></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;"><span class="tm8"></span><em><span class="tm9">mais tarde?”</span></em><span class="tm8"> ah, esses arrepiantes quintais da infância, essas noites</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">de pelúcia! (talvez saídas de uma gravura gótica ou de um cochilo</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;"><span class="tm8">de </span><em><span class="tm9">albrech durer</span></em><span class="tm8">). tudo isso é </span><em><span class="tm9">cândida</span></em><span class="tm8"> que sofria de doenças</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">imaginárias. navegávamos nas poções de folhas arrancadas</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">pelas influências malévolas dos tempos recuados. o céu dessa cidade</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">nuviosa é como um besouro dentro de um espelho noctívago</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">(como dois grilos brigando cri cri cri) lagarta de fogo na muralha ruiva</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">do meu quarto. decidimos no caminho ver tudo que fosse alheio</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">e anotar no diário: sandália caída pelo avesso, osso de jasmim ouriço</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">do mar, carretel de linha branca, etc. aí veio o mesmo ímpeto</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">uma maldade intensa celestial apossando-me e tecendo, bebendo</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">mandrágoras, a aparição................... não é muito provável</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;"><span class="tm8">que a lua embaciada narcotize amanhã: lá vem </span><em><span class="tm9">fernando pessoa</span></em></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;"><span class="tm8">e </span><em><span class="tm9">Lupicínio</span></em><span class="tm8">: os camaleões são eternos inatingíveis. um relógio</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">ancorado numa estrela em vai-e-vem, o mundo é varrido</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">pelos anjos de mau agouro, tricotar teus cabelos minha amante</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">buliçosa mariposa talhada no peito, bebo tanino, farejo uma cravelha</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">num deserto improvável a busca do bálsamo olor das vestes</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">rasgadas nestes apontamentos do absurdo encurtando</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">minha aflição cortes intensos estreitos nosso futuro atávico talismã</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">marcado sempre na melancolia. aí gosto de olhar bem no profundo</span></span></p>
<p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: medium;">de seus olhos de gato, e depois dou uma mijada na porta da frente.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Nelson Magalhães Filho</span></span></p><br /><p></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-46959794805008085612023-11-16T18:55:00.001-03:002023-11-16T18:55:43.834-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmvvCUPwIWRWq-YxOfxsiDKDvRBnh4Pv3HArQ2YLob-z1vWtiiHiBG12qNad0cFAKuJ-SFA5acM77jXOpem1ZKfpJxGkGzplFOkQg7izF0CEi0lmLMrCY27YFziRPSpDORAXt7Jpow_Y_tU1LBo1w_Me3SeczR9Alg5dOZgojkV6LTvZLFaIuApA/s1819/Imagem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1819" data-original-width="1241" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmvvCUPwIWRWq-YxOfxsiDKDvRBnh4Pv3HArQ2YLob-z1vWtiiHiBG12qNad0cFAKuJ-SFA5acM77jXOpem1ZKfpJxGkGzplFOkQg7izF0CEi0lmLMrCY27YFziRPSpDORAXt7Jpow_Y_tU1LBo1w_Me3SeczR9Alg5dOZgojkV6LTvZLFaIuApA/w437-h640/Imagem.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><br /> <span style="color: #ff00fe;">Nelson Magalhães Filho. Desenho em acrílica s/papel, 11 X 16cm.</span><p></p><p class="tm6"><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">ENCARCERADO ADENTRO DESTA QUIMERA</span></strong></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Estou preso dentro deste sonho. Já presenciei várias mortes pela ilusão. Da última vez que tive aquela quimera só consegui acordar depois de treze luas. Vinham
inúmeros devaneios dentro de outros sonhos cada vez piores. Você já viu o animal que come a nossa imaginação? Pois é, eu me estranho o tempo inteiro. Até no espelho não
me reconheço. Eu me pergunto: o que posso fazer com o que assisto diante de meus olhos?</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Sou um estrangeiro em mim mesmo. Tenho que velar por aquilo que Deus me deu. Tanto que tenho que devolver esse corpo a ele. Recebi emprestado.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Olha meu ardor: a floresta. A quietude a gente inventa dentro de nós. Senão o pássaro vermelho vira folha seca.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Não tenho medo de nada. Só tenho temor de mim mesmo. O homem não tem limites, nem domínio sobre si. Eu não sou um homem carente: eu tenho canino e tesouros
guardados.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Se eu cerrar meus olhos aqui, já estou percorrendo paisagens bem remotas. É segundo por segundo. Só não posso gritá-las, mas posso gravá-las. É
só fechar os olhos e já estou vendo uma passagem, uma vereda, umas cabras... é encostar os olhos no nada... é um lance bem ligeiro, feito um lampejo... não sei elucidar o acaso... eu não
alcanço o que é.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Aqui é o paraíso obscuro. A vida é isso aqui. Folha verde, folha seca quando desaba. A areia da terra. Vim do além. Hoje não anseio ser nada. Meu céu
é isso aqui. Mas apeteço ir mais bem longe. O amanhã é alongado pelos meus pés. Meu sorriso germina em minha essência. Ódio e convulsão não estão em mim.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Na subida da ladeira veio aquela cerração e me envolveu pelo pescoço acima. Fiquei vendo eventos bizarros. Eu sei por que eu naveguei misericórdia. Nada a mim calha
sem que primeiro eu tenha visto. Vejo tudo bem intenso. Estou sentado, sopesando, não se pode mentir nunca. Às vezes noto vindo em minha direção uma xícara de café bem quente para
eu tomar, mas quando vou pegar... nada, apaga-se no ar. Evanesceu.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Quando os fatos estão para ocorrer sou ajuizado não sei por quem. Não me deixam imaculado não. Eu não sei quem é que me apresenta.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Às vezes estou jururu, acabrunhado. Eu sou um outro eu. Ninguém tem testemunho de nada. O mundo é um engano, é uma manha que a gente adquire com as trovoadas. Hoje
se vive no medo, na desesperança.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">O cão é o mais perfeito amigo do homem. Tenho um pacto forte e muito antigo com meus avós. Essa coisa de gostar de viver no mato. Existe a luz e as trevas, mas eu não
tenho religião nenhuma. Religião não protege ninguém.</span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Preciso pelejar contra mim mesmo. Todo o ser tem o seu amanhã, mas não sabe a forma como ele vem. As profecias são perniciosas. As coisas vão agravar cada vez mais.
Tudo está deteriorado, a epidemia vem de fora para dentro. O tempo é de perversão. Tudo era verde, vem o vento e tudo vira folha seca. Tudo que sinto não emana de mim mesmo, mas do céu. </span></span></p><p class="tm6"><span class="tm8"><span style="font-size: medium;">Não tenho pesadelos. As coisas que estão pra me acertar eu corro bem antes. Chamam-me de mandingueiro. É só cerrar os olhos que abrolham cidades ancestrais. Não
existe coisa horrível. Não tenho medo de meu coração. Sou um homem de vida simples. Não me deslembro de nada. A imagem do mundo é lágrima de sangue.</span></span></p><p>
</p><p class="tm6"><strong><a id="aGoBack"></a>Nelson Magalhães Filho</strong></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-8310864439731916632023-03-27T10:41:00.000-03:002023-03-27T10:41:10.703-03:00<p> A ARTE DAS OPERÁRIAS</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/yZ3ywSt2Pqk" width="320" youtube-src-id="yZ3ywSt2Pqk"></iframe></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #d0e0e3; font-size: medium;">A Fundação Cultural Galeno d’Avelírio, com o apoio da Secretaria de Promoção da Igualdade do estado da Bahia apresentam:
A ARTE DAS OPERÁRIAS. Projeto que focaliza a contribuição das agricultoras, charuteiras e demais trabalhadoras da cadeia produtiva do fumo na construção econômica e cultural do Recôncavo Baiano.
Fotos: Solange Noya Brandão Reinhardt
Música: Fabrício Salomão
Narração: Lielza da Rocha Lordêlo
Imagens: Cristiane Alves Oliveira
Edição: Nelson Magalhães Filho e Graça Sena
Roteiro e Direção: Graça Sena
Participação do Samba de Roda Dona Dalva
Cruz das Almas, BA, 2010.</span></span></p><br /><p></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-84806432381199499802022-06-20T11:13:00.000-03:002022-06-20T11:13:02.923-03:00Bartira- UK Border Diocese (5 years Deluxe remixed and remastered) #music<div><h1 class="style-scope ytd-watch-metadata" style="-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 0px; display: -webkit-box; font-family: "YouTube Sans", Roboto, sans-serif; font-size: 2rem; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;"><yt-formatted-string class="style-scope ytd-watch-metadata" force-default-style=""><span class="style-scope yt-formatted-string" dir="auto" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Bartira- UK Border Diocese (5 years Deluxe remixed and remastered)</span></span></yt-formatted-string></h1></div><div><br /></div><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/jI2642suuSs" width="480"></iframe>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-44170128982725545542022-04-18T18:30:00.000-03:002022-04-18T18:30:26.375-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">SARIGO - história em quadrinhos </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Desenhos: Nelson Magalhães Filho</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Poemas: Graça Sena</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshY6VWiNQoQy5DYXQxR7NLFVk3S_SK6Pb8Tan26ziI_JkaP0a1JOVQddyP7YlHXZYj9rRTOKiwdogs8EF_6Uu98ujLjPIXaZNX3oERQMSKREGvrx74nlrRoTTcJCY1qbNekiHCdvOwIQSUd53LzxiX0ciaEPoUHSkcapg0bfSQMRI57Itseg/s3504/capa01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3504" data-original-width="2456" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshY6VWiNQoQy5DYXQxR7NLFVk3S_SK6Pb8Tan26ziI_JkaP0a1JOVQddyP7YlHXZYj9rRTOKiwdogs8EF_6Uu98ujLjPIXaZNX3oERQMSKREGvrx74nlrRoTTcJCY1qbNekiHCdvOwIQSUd53LzxiX0ciaEPoUHSkcapg0bfSQMRI57Itseg/w448-h640/capa01.jpg" width="448" /></a></div><p><br /></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXaUrCbSb7tYmbbBEwrldTEUDi8zYn0TjYuPo7Q1f4yZqOvo7gOPTsnCPJ14oNI6Kfg6vzfLsMbrQw-2I5yrHbVFZy42k9A1OTmb8Cy4dQ_kbBvzKxSuDY1lNi2X3snOB-QIV7wRTT6veNTYkReewVo-UWFTT27HmFXCkJH7X-zeCjUbpCQLI/s3504/contracapa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3504" data-original-width="2448" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXaUrCbSb7tYmbbBEwrldTEUDi8zYn0TjYuPo7Q1f4yZqOvo7gOPTsnCPJ14oNI6Kfg6vzfLsMbrQw-2I5yrHbVFZy42k9A1OTmb8Cy4dQ_kbBvzKxSuDY1lNi2X3snOB-QIV7wRTT6veNTYkReewVo-UWFTT27HmFXCkJH7X-zeCjUbpCQLI/w448-h640/contracapa.jpg" width="448" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">SARIGO<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Em seu estudo sobre as relações entre espacialidade e temporalidade na
construção de quadrinhos abstratos, o pesquisador Guilherme L. B. e Silveira
informa que a produção contemporânea das histórias em quadrinhos tem
apresentado uma série de rupturas que se escoram em outras linguagens, na
tentativa de se desvincular das estratégias narrativas mais desgastadas dessa
linguagem, bem como de seus gêneros cristalizados – super-herói, faroeste,
aventura, terror, entre outros. Ele mostra que, principalmente a partir dos
anos 1980, uma grande aproximação, das histórias em quadrinhos, com as
literaturas, artes visuais e música se apresenta. Seja pela narrativa
cotidiana, com personagens não-contínuos, relatos autobiográficos, experimentação
visual e textual ou exercícios de sentido pelo ritmo e a mancha da imagem na
página, outras linguagens serviram de impulso criativo.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p> </o:p>Assim. o que se busca, portanto, é a exploração das potencialidades de
abstração da imagem e da narrativa, a partir da quebra de ritmo no espaço da
página, na imagem e no texto construído. A partir de rupturas com a linearidade
narrativa, que passa a não se prender ao cânone de três atos – início, meio e
fim – vê-se a possibilidade de que as histórias em quadrinhos passem a se
apresentar como um conjunto de imagens justapostas coerentes conceitualmente,
que pode manter uma narratividade, mas não se prende a ela em sentido restrito.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p> </o:p>Nessa vertante, foi produzido <b>Sarigo</b>, um fanzine de 14 páginas
com poemas de Graça Sena sobre desenhos de Nelson Magalhães Filho. Embora sem
linearidade, Sarigo apresenta uma realidade distópica onde os personagens
Ângela (uma angustiada sobrevivente do caos) e Brasilton (um sariguê
anti-fascista que tenta burlar as truculências do manda-chuva do pedaço), vivem suas trágicas histórias. O encontro dos dois se dá por meio de
monólogos em que narram sobre um país em frangalhos permeado pela violência e
pelo obscurantismo.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p> </o:p>Graça Sena </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p></p></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-83599072033772947282021-03-23T09:52:00.005-03:002021-03-23T09:52:59.110-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpsQmlVF0kS_ulziS5rxEhzmaOlK1XoAxeXVluk5F9CPpvmEQiYVfOZYaMdG_on9gj0WzQeggrJIV8wXWxEYUUcbpwRq_0_v4-eBZanncBET1nhtaJgqYK62BKng5pkn8bmEoU6w/s1636/anjos_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1636" data-original-width="1471" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpsQmlVF0kS_ulziS5rxEhzmaOlK1XoAxeXVluk5F9CPpvmEQiYVfOZYaMdG_on9gj0WzQeggrJIV8wXWxEYUUcbpwRq_0_v4-eBZanncBET1nhtaJgqYK62BKng5pkn8bmEoU6w/w576-h640/anjos_3.jpg" width="576" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios.</div><div><br /></div><b><span style="font-size: large;">DICIONÁRIO MANUEL QUERINO DE ARTE NA BAHIA</span></b>:<div><br /></div><div>http://www.dicionario.belasartes.ufba.br/wp/?verbete=nelson-magalhaes-filho&letra=&key=Nelson%20Magalh%C3%A3es%20Filho&onde=tudo<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Gotham Book"; font-size: 14px; text-align: start;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: "Gotham Book"; text-align: start;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Nelson Magalhães Filho:</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: "Gotham Book"; text-align: start;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Premiado em salões e bienais, o artista visual Nelson Magalhães Filho é pintor, fotógrafo e produtor de filmes, ao tempo que é poeta, músico e atua no teatro. A pintura que desenvolve é gestual, inacabada e áspera. Sua obra é fortemente questionadora em relação à existência e à angústia humanas, assim como é sensível às desigualdades sociais.</span></span></div><br /> <p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-47135361273764339002020-12-03T14:56:00.001-03:002020-12-03T14:56:31.961-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ip8etbI2QIFbJKzoZ43-lG12DZFXqvR310TMeod_ehBteYDbKsfGeg4qW8R4MjLn34f7KfWwHj701Dfbu1GWu3dsj6HrlV1qrUUp5cjzj184TDI5BqcsZyHw81kLbXNCallhvg/s2048/cartas.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ip8etbI2QIFbJKzoZ43-lG12DZFXqvR310TMeod_ehBteYDbKsfGeg4qW8R4MjLn34f7KfWwHj701Dfbu1GWu3dsj6HrlV1qrUUp5cjzj184TDI5BqcsZyHw81kLbXNCallhvg/w640-h640/cartas.png" width="640" /></a></div><p><br /></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3sj0fA4QmAtYfdx-M-AcZCE7JVbIC00ytKvqRXBEhT_pQCDQH4zWcfUVOvk0Ff4s88EmViz_asN-ntM42qN6PYhlwGM4S3q4bxloZXJvk7Xd_ngLAElzzjdeE05skXMleJGpsg/s1564/gra%25C3%25A7a_nelson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1564" data-original-width="1564" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3sj0fA4QmAtYfdx-M-AcZCE7JVbIC00ytKvqRXBEhT_pQCDQH4zWcfUVOvk0Ff4s88EmViz_asN-ntM42qN6PYhlwGM4S3q4bxloZXJvk7Xd_ngLAElzzjdeE05skXMleJGpsg/w640-h640/gra%25C3%25A7a_nelson.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-5300423232842143602020-11-22T18:52:00.002-03:002020-11-22T18:52:38.685-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUaA63Z9xA678x1GdA118yO4PDD8FJcbTawZ2lR9u2tFcr_HE6zcMaOtVC9BKYzjykTZ1xqnMIP-gvK126LfF7n433-l4Kv9HTS_LrEZlC5IfbZCUY_XHJCgBkJyBbvMGHOod7Kg/s910/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252818%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="910" data-original-width="642" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUaA63Z9xA678x1GdA118yO4PDD8FJcbTawZ2lR9u2tFcr_HE6zcMaOtVC9BKYzjykTZ1xqnMIP-gvK126LfF7n433-l4Kv9HTS_LrEZlC5IfbZCUY_XHJCgBkJyBbvMGHOod7Kg/w452-h640/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252818%2529.jpg" width="452" /></a></div><br /> Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004 - 2008. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.<p></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-51999100348736346182020-11-19T11:37:00.003-03:002020-11-19T11:37:53.515-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYBgmh1uO8LxzAPaS7mtIhUqf6ee1udQP2tjwFdkJMYI5m0yiTWcOyoC3Sb9yH0iAIsvH-zY2R-zFNI6YaR27ON3LQycFzSvj8AkP8JG_hMTjWsaFPsjoAI1qsd83XjACI0A-bNw/s942/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252846%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="942" data-original-width="638" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYBgmh1uO8LxzAPaS7mtIhUqf6ee1udQP2tjwFdkJMYI5m0yiTWcOyoC3Sb9yH0iAIsvH-zY2R-zFNI6YaR27ON3LQycFzSvj8AkP8JG_hMTjWsaFPsjoAI1qsd83XjACI0A-bNw/w434-h640/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252846%2529.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><br /> <span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.57px;">Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm</span><p></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-41580680734256294852020-11-16T20:03:00.002-03:002020-11-16T20:04:59.449-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYloq_F-GitBNnsxJG_oIsCVdSVpQuBTdBljJejeU6mvqB8s0Ae7qlJrCOPbr9_eGgY9MppBr8SjAegfcyD9uVIn8Bb2ExCbgjtaE9kRgURdW3EKhhT8V16yNY_YTHBopvlkkyvw/s1008/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252822%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1008" data-original-width="703" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYloq_F-GitBNnsxJG_oIsCVdSVpQuBTdBljJejeU6mvqB8s0Ae7qlJrCOPbr9_eGgY9MppBr8SjAegfcyD9uVIn8Bb2ExCbgjtaE9kRgURdW3EKhhT8V16yNY_YTHBopvlkkyvw/w446-h640/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252822%2529.jpg" width="446" /></a></div>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm<p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaoWwNN944dzviBoJYct93OyQo3aZLkXg3-YiRecuV_Al6FC-LjaCU4JrPmfNd_7jMHT69hBcA-eKy5QELEJ7R_UY7alDVfzh1_l5oknppwgFZ41MPTL4YC1YyBU-FrrJwG5wdgw/s900/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252837%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="694" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaoWwNN944dzviBoJYct93OyQo3aZLkXg3-YiRecuV_Al6FC-LjaCU4JrPmfNd_7jMHT69hBcA-eKy5QELEJ7R_UY7alDVfzh1_l5oknppwgFZ41MPTL4YC1YyBU-FrrJwG5wdgw/w494-h640/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252837%2529.jpg" width="494" /></a></div><p></p><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm</p><div><br /></div><p> </p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-3587784771781996102020-11-04T21:34:00.000-03:002020-11-04T21:34:13.199-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUor-YaXQWgCSRvKkG2f0cBLO_wBKwmQ8TDljVI43YLjQezFpeU8pqF45SkS_Rcs_EVdQDG9mD5e7n9cx6BVbzKQd5LmD0RG7Zs9EX2ivjwhrS-K3CjMA7q7scBAGO8aD80tpI4Q/s844/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252813%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="844" data-original-width="623" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUor-YaXQWgCSRvKkG2f0cBLO_wBKwmQ8TDljVI43YLjQezFpeU8pqF45SkS_Rcs_EVdQDG9mD5e7n9cx6BVbzKQd5LmD0RG7Zs9EX2ivjwhrS-K3CjMA7q7scBAGO8aD80tpI4Q/w472-h640/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252813%2529.jpg" width="472" /></a></div><br /> <span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.57px;">Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm</span><p></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-30992315212970011652020-11-03T09:25:00.000-03:002020-11-03T09:25:18.751-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl24jZGx40dhScgJlSoVtTegfm5wLXbSvQhfDAzvitpOHu-eIK8mvcaFVISMykMBfq8B-pey-QjCPrafWT162iklJDRlQ9tn7uGq3byrOrLYDNKnmQnmlgAlV1q2it2BgsOWYGGQ/s1920/vlcsnap-2019-09-10-19h18m04s90.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1920" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl24jZGx40dhScgJlSoVtTegfm5wLXbSvQhfDAzvitpOHu-eIK8mvcaFVISMykMBfq8B-pey-QjCPrafWT162iklJDRlQ9tn7uGq3byrOrLYDNKnmQnmlgAlV1q2it2BgsOWYGGQ/w640-h360/vlcsnap-2019-09-10-19h18m04s90.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;">A comissão organizadora da Chamada “Insubmissões Culturais:
A arte de reXistir” informa que a proposta <b><span style="color: red;">CARTAS PARA INÊZ</span></b> foi <b>SELECIONADA </b>para
compor a mostra <b>O cuidado de si</b> da programação cultural
do VI RECONCITEC.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size: large;">O cuidado de si<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;">Obras que disparam processos de cura e de autoconhecimento,
ou que são disparadas por tais processos, propondo olhares renovados e
reflexivos sobre o corpo.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;">De 3 a 6 de novembro de 2020</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.ufrb.edu.br/ppgci/reconcitec2020/">https://www.ufrb.edu.br/ppgci/reconcitec2020/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;">https://ufrb.edu.br/ppgci/o-cuidado-de-si</span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-6030178045233977072020-08-17T16:49:00.000-03:002020-08-17T16:49:09.544-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">PRÊMIO (2º Lugar no Salão de Itabuna) - SALÕES REGIONAIS DE ARTES PLÁSTICAS DA BAHIA - Mostra dos Artistas Premiados - Museu de Arte Moderna da Bahia - MAM, 1998</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsvWh2jdKDd4JRkbYX2YE3t6DMw_bZWYkqO8HIwnys56Mvlk7ZG7byirkogLbLaIe_Kmn93RMR2v48ibgWA40Aayu16Z4pHwxI2GAYLAYwegvhw47HRkgeQYel-UbM1ETUSmZYPg/s970/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252860%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="970" data-original-width="970" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsvWh2jdKDd4JRkbYX2YE3t6DMw_bZWYkqO8HIwnys56Mvlk7ZG7byirkogLbLaIe_Kmn93RMR2v48ibgWA40Aayu16Z4pHwxI2GAYLAYwegvhw47HRkgeQYel-UbM1ETUSmZYPg/w800-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252860%2529.jpg" width="800" /></a></div> <p></p><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. A Morte diante da Lua, 1997. Acrílica, pigmento e cola s/algodão, 100 X 100 cm.</p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-24967410411992668232020-08-17T16:41:00.001-03:002020-08-17T16:41:39.957-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">PRÊMIO AQUSIÇÃO - I BIENAL DO RECÔNCAVO - 1991 - CENTRO CULTURAL DANNEMANN - São Félix, Ba.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlncD6lsbloGWGdhskLUCdyxNh5K8BEKxFUnRrWy2sAhwWqgWjuJ3w8WqS0n5McHcklbll_xxewTPUoJ0_SxMGgfb8b1MCr43Mqn1HxAi7uS_3Pxs062gsnIgZhVTuA3o_m9kPOw/s1354/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252856%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1354" data-original-width="942" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlncD6lsbloGWGdhskLUCdyxNh5K8BEKxFUnRrWy2sAhwWqgWjuJ3w8WqS0n5McHcklbll_xxewTPUoJ0_SxMGgfb8b1MCr43Mqn1HxAi7uS_3Pxs062gsnIgZhVTuA3o_m9kPOw/w556-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252856%2529.jpg" width="556" /></a></div><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Morte pelo Sonho I, 1991. Acrílica, esmalte sintético e laca acrílica s/madeira, 117 X 77,5 cm.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG9eFcRA5oKjNDGB2n8jGlMv9k2HRWbQvlgEHA5F5Em92qJql32AQ29aW6A2VX0KRHxmUvXRrG-M9y856OC2XhTeWX6XNxGxyISTHHO9pYWHGKA0U81CakflLqdsSph7nI2PNGsQ/s1387/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252857%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1387" data-original-width="932" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG9eFcRA5oKjNDGB2n8jGlMv9k2HRWbQvlgEHA5F5Em92qJql32AQ29aW6A2VX0KRHxmUvXRrG-M9y856OC2XhTeWX6XNxGxyISTHHO9pYWHGKA0U81CakflLqdsSph7nI2PNGsQ/w538-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252857%2529.jpg" width="538" /></a></div> <p></p><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Morte pelo Sonho II, 1991. Acrílica, esmalte sintético e laca acrílica s/madeira, 117 X 77,5 cm</p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-19983802762893487932020-08-17T16:33:00.000-03:002020-08-17T16:33:21.138-03:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm. PRÊMIO EMILIE NAJAR LEUSEN - ARTISTA DESTAQUE DA REGIÃO DO RECÔNCAVO - VII BIENAL DO RECÔNCAVO - 2004-2005 - CENTRO CILTURAL DANNEMANN - São Félix, BA.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRBw1qvAfj0FmohBJ55s2y9QH6UHwztB6KaNVpLxplQSeSfLZl9jZgzqCftOWvCYVlKp955EVyt4iqsswhhLvEbLL5wogZp88oFdDJ9Ep3gKHIL60bnlffOIALuOnGbOHGiN87Q/s900/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252811%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="656" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRBw1qvAfj0FmohBJ55s2y9QH6UHwztB6KaNVpLxplQSeSfLZl9jZgzqCftOWvCYVlKp955EVyt4iqsswhhLvEbLL5wogZp88oFdDJ9Ep3gKHIL60bnlffOIALuOnGbOHGiN87Q/w583-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252811%2529.jpg" width="583" /></a></div><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh9Uanksu1DKZZSLt_5eZD4SPX0RN3DC-NqcWbqNpDSMV_ZFbiem89byPzEvhY5kO3FLzJ9Gi6koKUGc2aFHJhCXx5rsRF2qXHDtLUMRrA-0x7jrxdfAoR9NfzSLBSziitZwnTMg/s952/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252821%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="952" data-original-width="708" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh9Uanksu1DKZZSLt_5eZD4SPX0RN3DC-NqcWbqNpDSMV_ZFbiem89byPzEvhY5kO3FLzJ9Gi6koKUGc2aFHJhCXx5rsRF2qXHDtLUMRrA-0x7jrxdfAoR9NfzSLBSziitZwnTMg/w595-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252821%2529.jpg" width="595" /></a></div><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrc2708NUdQuaA5zY7gGzuUAJBbcvJ0m1pogvuX1k5rvF2sND35iPcaOT0DKLLgu9MY-fKJaNIbh6iFXvbwZQLzsQKVLju6sMzSC65YWSc8oBIrySE4-k9rvAhbRs8OJdfCxC8A/s830/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252825%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="830" data-original-width="609" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrc2708NUdQuaA5zY7gGzuUAJBbcvJ0m1pogvuX1k5rvF2sND35iPcaOT0DKLLgu9MY-fKJaNIbh6iFXvbwZQLzsQKVLju6sMzSC65YWSc8oBIrySE4-k9rvAhbRs8OJdfCxC8A/w588-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252825%2529.jpg" width="588" /></a></div><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DCOnbiNarm4F25ogrS1SICPIZAfbvlgbQjn8-inGNMX2ncrS6SFe1Gra8-JlaK2m3j-o9csRK9FmWddQUaW5m-XCARS1FCcr0tQ-ASb9bAP-34gvKnfnjbdIF_crWUqTSdSNkQ/s680/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252812%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="680" data-original-width="539" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DCOnbiNarm4F25ogrS1SICPIZAfbvlgbQjn8-inGNMX2ncrS6SFe1Gra8-JlaK2m3j-o9csRK9FmWddQUaW5m-XCARS1FCcr0tQ-ASb9bAP-34gvKnfnjbdIF_crWUqTSdSNkQ/w634-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252812%2529.jpg" width="634" /></a></div><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuNqr3GRir-FRYNm3JMu_p61lczFMLAyG8AHRWVMvhtskrOaBK3cFWvJbzRAR5VF-2MZMk83y8SJtgpeP2Wh9EcoE9DcPJEzBz1srcSlp33KNdvBF4nSE_HVKlTM389FCUCRuFXg/s947/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252819%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="947" data-original-width="642" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuNqr3GRir-FRYNm3JMu_p61lczFMLAyG8AHRWVMvhtskrOaBK3cFWvJbzRAR5VF-2MZMk83y8SJtgpeP2Wh9EcoE9DcPJEzBz1srcSlp33KNdvBF4nSE_HVKlTM389FCUCRuFXg/w543-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252819%2529.jpg" width="543" /></a></div><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7quW9cJhXOrsxwbO4rOIuFD7x7t08_qRqJ9C9Giyy8L8IK34GduHNzuEkzVAhF8OYu8lKBrzffNqfaPgvfO_4BlynxMlIBQ-3Ju4Vmvg2huuXF7F3ekOVTZKPUJZKCwGOK-Cwiw/s910/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252820%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="910" data-original-width="684" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7quW9cJhXOrsxwbO4rOIuFD7x7t08_qRqJ9C9Giyy8L8IK34GduHNzuEkzVAhF8OYu8lKBrzffNqfaPgvfO_4BlynxMlIBQ-3Ju4Vmvg2huuXF7F3ekOVTZKPUJZKCwGOK-Cwiw/w601-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252820%2529.jpg" width="601" /></a></div><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM6pVJ-asABdpKhSrsT05jPZer2C1AOmIxmMYz6-97eT0_lQuN6CsDQfu2EF26q5lH53fi2q9WzQAexnVC7U5cv2S45d9095Zxmox1FCCVkfh2gXF161MpJHD5t79TG-zw6Oro3A/s900/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252836%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="666" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM6pVJ-asABdpKhSrsT05jPZer2C1AOmIxmMYz6-97eT0_lQuN6CsDQfu2EF26q5lH53fi2q9WzQAexnVC7U5cv2S45d9095Zxmox1FCCVkfh2gXF161MpJHD5t79TG-zw6Oro3A/w593-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252836%2529.jpg" width="593" /></a></div><p>Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlW0O-WL_UxZmi9JGi22GO1Cxc5NgB2ithZhHidz_iREsjWRI68pnXWYm8duZxs0q4Ea9mUMcS03NYgUtunj7o5SD_8f2e4afW15Ub9osPfCfj3oTPgiH8IQOb_JVTjZYMxOs3g/s849/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252826%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="849" data-original-width="652" height="800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlW0O-WL_UxZmi9JGi22GO1Cxc5NgB2ithZhHidz_iREsjWRI68pnXWYm8duZxs0q4Ea9mUMcS03NYgUtunj7o5SD_8f2e4afW15Ub9osPfCfj3oTPgiH8IQOb_JVTjZYMxOs3g/w614-h800/Nelson+Magalh%25C3%25A3es+Filho_pinturas+1991-2008+%252826%2529.jpg" width="614" /></a></div><p> Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2004. Mista s/papel, 70 X 50 cm.</p><p></p><p><br /></p>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-44512576524641210762020-07-30T00:29:00.001-03:002020-07-30T00:29:12.702-03:00SUBVERSOSSUBVERSOS<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
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<div><br /></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">Um velho músico toca um piano num estranho recinto. Uma mulher entra e começa a dançar. Apenas um espectador numa cadeira. Ele chora ao lembrar-se de um trágico passado.</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #030303; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;">
</span><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">Apresentando: Nelson Magalhães Filho, Lavínia Conceição & Aragonez Fagundes</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">
Roteiro: Nelson Magalhães Filho</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">
Direção: Stephanie Sobral</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">
Ass. de Direção: Luiz Otávio
Direção de Produção: João Paulo Guimarães
Ass. de Produção: Gabriel Moreno, Hugo Coala & Cláudia Ferrari
Direção de Fotografia: Gabriel Ferraz
Ass. de Fotografia: Vinicius Oliveira
Direção de Arte: Lucas S. Souza
Ass. de Arte: Emily Ribeiro & Thiago Honório
Direção de Som: Álex Antônio
Maquiagem/continuidade: Júlia Bispo
Montagem/correção de cor: Gabriel Ferraz</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">Finalização de Som: João Paulo Guimarães</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">
Trabalho realizado na disciplina Linguagem Cinematográfica II – Curso de Cinema e Audiovisual – UFRB</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">
Orientação: Angelita Bogado</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: red;">
Cachoeira - 2018</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #030303; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #030303; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-91607900203048962392020-07-30T00:11:00.001-03:002020-07-30T00:11:48.932-03:00MALVIRMALVIR<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
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Nelson Magalhães Filho [ 24'22'', Experimental, 2018 ]
Cruz das Almas - BA
anjosbaldios@gmail.com</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">
Apresentando: Luciano Fraga (Sr. Malvir) e Ailla Cardoso</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">
Direção de Arte e Fotografia: Nelson Magalhães Filho e Jean Ouro
Roteiro e Direção: Nelson Magalhães Filho</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">
Curso de Cinema e Audiovisual da UFRB - Cachoeira - BA
Malvir, senhor das cobiças esmagadoras, mensageiro de um sôfrego ardor, está sentado nas margens de um rio de barro negro, enquanto uma mulher abeira-se vagarosamente remando uma canoa. Sr. Malvir não vai receber seu beijo, nem a deixará apanhar suas ilusões, mas ele despejará um ramo de acácias sobre as águas sombrias.</span></span></div>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-86854719036108031032020-07-29T23:46:00.000-03:002020-07-29T23:46:19.828-03:00CARTAS PARA INÊZ<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xCuWFkpfm-Y" width="560"></iframe>
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</font>Nelson Magalhães Filho [ 24' 38'' - Curta metragem experimental - 2019 ]
Cruz das Almas – BA</font></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><font color="#ff0000">anjosbaldios@gmail.com</font></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><font color="#ff0000">
Apresentando: Graça de Sena</font></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><font color="#ff0000">
</font><font color="#ff0000">Fotografia e câmera: Jheffeson Jhehsom & Nelson Magalhães Filho
Roteiro e Direção: Nelson Magalhães Filho
Depois de muitos anos de ausência, Inêz volta para sua antiga casa agora em ruínas. Um passado sombrio vem à tona.
Trabalho de Conclusão do Curso de Cinema e Audiovisual – Centro de Artes, Humanidades e Letras (CAHL – Cachoeira – BA)
Universidade Federal do Recôncavo da Bahia – UFRB .
Orientadora: Drª Angelita Bogado.</font></span></div><div><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><font color="#ff0000">
Produção filmes baldios</font></span></div>anjobaldiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17120455073515900754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26940772.post-81820929821166131312020-07-15T20:12:00.000-03:002020-07-15T20:12:07.797-03:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Nelson Magalhães Filho. Série Anjos Baldios, 2010. Acrílica s/tela, 100 X 80 cm<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: large;">você apanha nossos rostos<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: large;">com seus dentes canídeos<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: large;">e afoga em suas veias contaminadas.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: large;">você arranca nossos cabelos <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: large;">e atira nos alpendres infectados.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: large;">E quando for bem tarde<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Texto e Introdução: Reverendo T, aka Tony Lopes </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ilustrações e Edição: Solange Valladão </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Apresentação: Sandro Ornellas & Nelson Magalhães Filho </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Convidadxs:
Alípio Argeu, Nalini Vasconcelos, Marcelo Letal, Janaína Almeida, Álisson Lima, Beatriz Biscarde, Olga Antar, Rogério Rios, Sioux Costa, Oreah, Vicky Berbert Lopes </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Salvador, 2020 CREIA! </span><br />
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