tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34261305178188868292011-04-21T21:58:01.768-07:00O INSTANTE DO TEMPO PAUSADOolhares fotográficoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08272321263671665160noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426130517818886829.post-68132543378446953322008-10-30T19:23:00.000-07:002008-10-30T19:27:55.795-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpszw-chJI/AAAAAAAAADk/QozplLdhT6I/s1600-h/thalia,+lindineis,lucas+e+guilherme.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263138751111791762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpszw-chJI/AAAAAAAAADk/QozplLdhT6I/s400/thalia,+lindineis,lucas+e+guilherme.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong><em>Olhares: O instante do tempo pausado</em></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">Apresentando : Thalia, Lindines, Lucas e Guilherme! </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">O olhar nas lentes do amanhã</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426130517818886829-6813254337844695332?l=olharessemprefotograficos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>olhares fotográficoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08272321263671665160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426130517818886829.post-18478575730421737172008-10-30T19:19:00.000-07:002008-10-30T19:23:39.542-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpr7QoEv7I/AAAAAAAAADc/_LVuq8k9FhQ/s1600-h/making+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263137780355350450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpr7QoEv7I/AAAAAAAAADc/_LVuq8k9FhQ/s400/making+2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQprtkvjl8I/AAAAAAAAADU/l0puypxlAqU/s1600-h/makink+of.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263137545237272514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQprtkvjl8I/AAAAAAAAADU/l0puypxlAqU/s400/makink+of.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpraFjCDYI/AAAAAAAAADM/YYoBOioY1Hw/s1600-h/making+4.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263137210445729154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpraFjCDYI/AAAAAAAAADM/YYoBOioY1Hw/s400/making+4.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">Making of da mulecada!</span></div><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">....</span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426130517818886829-1847857573042173717?l=olharessemprefotograficos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>olhares fotográficoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08272321263671665160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426130517818886829.post-23262549642224768412008-10-30T19:15:00.000-07:002008-10-30T19:18:33.902-07:00<strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Lucas Henrique de Amorim, 11 anos</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></strong><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpqwizD1vI/AAAAAAAAADE/ef3vmvVKwVY/s1600-h/4.JPG"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263136496743077618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpqwizD1vI/AAAAAAAAADE/ef3vmvVKwVY/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /></span><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Alegria</strong> (árvore)<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">“As árvores limpam o nosso oxigênio e sem ela o ar fica sujo e ficamos doentes”</span></div><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">.....</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpqjxSPh2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/mWzztgnt1KE/s1600-h/44.JPG"></div></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263136277293664098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpqjxSPh2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/mWzztgnt1KE/s400/44.JPG" border="0" /></span><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /><br /></span><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Tristeza </strong>(fonte)</span></div><div><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">“A água é um patrimônio e sem ela não vivemos, tem muitas pessoas poluindo a água e o processo de limpeza é longo”</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">.........</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426130517818886829-2326254964222476841?l=olharessemprefotograficos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>olhares fotográficoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08272321263671665160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426130517818886829.post-32569984062607022652008-10-30T19:12:00.001-07:002008-10-30T19:30:27.322-07:00<span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Thalia Coutinho Echeverria</strong>, <strong>10 anos</strong></span><strong><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></strong><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpp84Gj_-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/afJA4r0NHi0/s1600-h/33.JPG"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263135609108824034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpp84Gj_-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/afJA4r0NHi0/s400/33.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /></span><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Alegria</strong> (flor)</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">“elas são cheirosas e bonitas”</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">........</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpptTNFEJI/AAAAAAAAACs/z8gmB96J8R8/s1600-h/3.JPG"></div></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263135341506007186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpptTNFEJI/AAAAAAAAACs/z8gmB96J8R8/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /></span><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /><br /></span><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Tristeza</strong> (árvore)<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">“Ela tem um buraco, é muito ruim ver as árvores estragando e ficando feias”</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">...........</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426130517818886829-3256998406260702265?l=olharessemprefotograficos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>olhares fotográficoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08272321263671665160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426130517818886829.post-15552022927239447452008-10-30T19:06:00.000-07:002008-10-30T19:11:58.935-07:00<strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Lindines da Silva Santana, 9 anos</span></strong><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQppAu2diyI/AAAAAAAAACk/dneP2MxVmec/s1600-h/22.JPG"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263134575833221922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQppAu2diyI/AAAAAAAAACk/dneP2MxVmec/s400/22.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /></span><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Alegria</strong> (estátua)<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">“É um símbolo de Campo Grande, esse homem foi muito importante e é por causa dele que existe essa praça”</span></div><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">.........</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpouXVBXHI/AAAAAAAAACc/8bBqUqcuxeg/s1600-h/2.JPG"></div></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263134260281302130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpouXVBXHI/AAAAAAAAACc/8bBqUqcuxeg/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /></span><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /></span><p><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Tristeza</strong> (chão sujo)</span></p><br /><p><span style="color:#00cccc;">“Se agente poluir o chão como vamos viver? Poluir o chão é poluir tudo”</span></p><p><span style="color:#00cccc;">......</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426130517818886829-1555202292723944745?l=olharessemprefotograficos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>olhares fotográficoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08272321263671665160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426130517818886829.post-40959359106640517142008-10-30T19:02:00.000-07:002008-10-30T19:06:29.677-07:00<strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Guilherme Lima Silva, 9 anos</span></strong><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpn6cnXV2I/AAAAAAAAACU/iHB59ZDRFcg/s1600-h/11.JPG"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263133368347219810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpn6cnXV2I/AAAAAAAAACU/iHB59ZDRFcg/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /></span><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Alegria</strong> (parque)<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">“A criança poder brincar, se mover, por que ficar o dia inteiro na TV faz mal”</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">............</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpnkh_1M8I/AAAAAAAAACM/3hNrIZRWFao/s1600-h/xafa.jpg"></div></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132991834895298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQpnkh_1M8I/AAAAAAAAACM/3hNrIZRWFao/s400/xafa.jpg" border="0" /></span><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>Tristeza</strong> (chafariz)<br /></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">“Porque é muito sujo, deviam tratar” </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;">............</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426130517818886829-4095935910664051714?l=olharessemprefotograficos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>olhares fotográficoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08272321263671665160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3426130517818886829.post-2133564704405320622008-10-30T18:53:00.000-07:002008-10-31T04:14:43.795-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#00cccc;">Um olhar atento para o cotidiano. A visão de crianças sobre o que é <em>“Felicidade</em>” e “<em>Tristeza”,</em> retratadas nas lentes fotográficas ( pelas próprias) e congeladas nas mentes infantis. O projeto “<em>Olhares Fotográficos</em>” surgiu na disciplina Jornalismo Comunitário e Alternativo , ministrada pela professora Cláudia Zwarg na Universidade Católica Dom Bosco. No início, um simples trabalho de faculdade,que aos poucos foi envolvendo e encantando as acadêmicas Júlia de Miranda, Wanessa Derzi e Juliana Morais . O poder que a fotografia tem de “parar” o tempo e instigar o pensamento com as imagens é mágico. Apresentamos a visão de Guilherme, Lucas, Lindineis e Tália . Uma tarde quente, euforia, câmeras nas mãos e como cenário a famosa Praça Ary Coelho, no centro da cidade de Campo Grande MS. <br /> <br />Entramos no mundo dessas crianças, vendo como se fosse com os seus olhos a realidade de um cotidiano não tão fantasiado, mas com uma poesia por vezes obscura. <br /> <br />Um trabalho livre, para diversas interpretações. <br /> <br />“Olhares Fotográficos: O Instante do tempo pausado". <br /> <br /> <br />Júlia, Wanessa e Juliana . <br /> <br /> <br /></span><span style="color:#00cccc;"><strong>"Não fazemos uma foto apenas com uma câmera; ao ato de fotografar trazemos todos os livros que lemos,os filmes que vimos, a música que ouvimos,as pessoas que amamos." <br /> <br />Ansel Adams <br /></strong> <br /> <br /></span></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQplTGa_qgI/AAAAAAAAACE/1X59KmXaB5o/s1600-h/making+1.JPG"> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQplTGa_qgI/AAAAAAAAACE/1X59KmXaB5o/s1600-h/making+1.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263130493351602690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7FFdAqXSAcY/SQplTGa_qgI/AAAAAAAAACE/1X59KmXaB5o/s400/making+1.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"> </span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3426130517818886829-213356470440532062?l=olharessemprefotograficos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>olhares fotográficoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08272321263671665160noreply@blogger.com0