tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229704462023-07-18T06:08:27.489+01:00ZurielCefas"Quando vemos o que pode ser expresso pela foto, nos damos conta de que tudo aquilo não pode mais ser preocupação da pintura... A fotografia chegou na hora certa para liberar a pintura de qualquer literatura, anedota e arte do tema" - Pablo PicassoPedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-23182632224077099482008-04-13T00:33:00.003+01:002008-04-13T00:39:26.394+01:00Obreiros<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/2408956738/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2016/2408956738_fc6aa5c3d1.jpg" /></a></p><p class="flickr-yourcomment" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong>"As piores obras são sempre as que são feitas com as melhores intenções."</strong></span></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-23834903344256447532008-04-13T00:31:00.002+01:002008-04-13T00:37:18.673+01:00Sabedoria<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/2408124587/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2310/2408124587_3ef9f151e5.jpg" /></a></p><p class="flickr-yourcomment" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><strong>"E o burro sou eu?!!!..."</strong></span></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-83712305851598786772008-04-13T00:30:00.003+01:002008-04-13T00:39:42.848+01:00Descoberta<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/2408955770/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2408955770_6caaf0b478.jpg" /></a></p><p class="flickr-yourcomment" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>"Os paraísos perdidos estão somente em nós mesmos."</strong></span></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-10399319586201911512008-04-13T00:27:00.002+01:002008-04-13T00:34:41.670+01:00Apoio<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/2408956244/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2090/2408956244_ca083be716.jpg" /></a></p><p class="flickr-yourcomment" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong>"Dê-me um ponto de apoio e moverei o mundo."</strong></span></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-42898112147871393572008-04-12T02:54:00.003+01:002008-04-12T23:18:41.565+01:00Caminho<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/2406005537/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3253/2406005537_27cb200518.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center">
<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"Caminhante, não há caminho, faz-se caminho ao andar."</span></strong></div>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-87746556800156000022008-04-12T01:34:00.002+01:002008-04-12T01:36:13.443+01:00Vicio<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/2403776225/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2258/2403776225_c7d2675b29.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center">
<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"><strong>“Prefiro um vício cômodo a uma virtude fatigante.”</strong></span></div>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-28481580782929894872008-04-12T01:27:00.003+01:002008-04-12T01:30:18.807+01:00Tristeza<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/2404605742/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2412/2404605742_0b7b53ac97.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center">
<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"><strong>"Tristeza, por favor vai embora..."</strong></span></div>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-37016312042296124012008-01-18T00:46:00.001+00:002008-04-11T02:14:40.053+01:00Luz<p align="center"><font color="#810081"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/2200065493/"><img alt="IMG_4391_mod" src="http://static.flickr.com/2001/2200065493_efd52a59d3.jpg" border="0" /></a></font></p>
<p align="center"><strong><font color="#ff6600" size="3">“Na Luz do Luar…”</font></strong></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-19004581013084263052006-09-19T19:34:00.001+01:002006-09-19T19:34:58.729+01:00Irmandade<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/247634412/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/247634412_4e7f8d23e2.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center">
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>"Vejo como é bom e quanto prazer têm os irmãos que se mantêm juntos em unidade"</strong></span></div>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-70025731840553672712006-09-19T19:32:00.005+01:002006-09-19T19:32:55.494+01:00Força<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/247634180/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/53/247634180_0c9f9eeb20.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"><strong>"Há duas forças que unem os homens: medo e interesse!"</strong></span></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-10524453227860848162006-09-19T19:32:00.003+01:002006-09-19T19:32:23.829+01:00Olimpo<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/247634035/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/86/247634035_0b0d3afc5c.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#006600;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"Até no melhor dos homens, o desejo de glória permanece mais tempo do que qualquer outra paixão</span><span style="font-family:arial;">."</span></span></strong></span></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-54046397108037686872006-09-19T19:32:00.001+01:002006-09-19T19:32:00.455+01:00Fadiga<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/247618709/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/84/247618709_c98721639c.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;">"Tudo que é humano necessariamente retrocede quando não avança!"</span></strong></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-4731374558443873842006-09-19T19:31:00.001+01:002006-09-19T19:31:36.119+01:00Picada<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/247634325/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/46/247634325_6a8a7d067b.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">"A nossa segurança está em risco quando a parede de nosso vizinho está em chamas!"</span></strong></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-23170825652336814672006-09-19T19:29:00.001+01:002006-09-19T19:29:48.827+01:00Arte<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/247634549/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/247634549_68c840b3c3.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;">"O segredo da vida está na arte..."</span></strong></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-36155302310312242222006-09-19T19:28:00.001+01:002006-09-19T19:28:46.899+01:00Trilho<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/247634735/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/83/247634735_fcfdf6ff06.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">"Portanto, sempre que tomamos a maioria de nossas </span></strong></div><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">decisões irrevogáveis, somos impelidos por um estado mental transitório!"</span></strong></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-42169887541158265292006-09-19T18:08:00.002+01:002008-04-13T00:41:02.522+01:00Esfericidade<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/247577110/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/247577110_e9ab14c278.jpg" /></a></p><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">"Quanto mais você entender de si mesmo, mais entenderá do mundo."</span>
</strong></span></div>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1156187576984635302006-08-21T20:12:00.001+01:002008-04-13T00:41:39.167+01:00Rainha<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/1024/IMG_1042.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/480/IMG_1042.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">
<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>"Eu faço o penso e Deus cura-os!"</strong></span></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1156187473025193732006-08-21T20:11:00.001+01:002006-08-21T20:11:13.036+01:00Imperialismo<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/1024/IMG_0988.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/480/IMG_0988.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">
<span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"><strong>"O que fazemos na vida... ecoa pela Eternidade."</strong></span></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1156187325998365112006-08-21T20:08:00.000+01:002006-08-21T20:08:46.006+01:00Defesa<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/1024/IMG_0944.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/480/IMG_0944.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><span style="font-size:85%;"><p align="center">
</span><span style="color:#cc6600;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">"O mundo não deve ter fronteiras, mas horizontes...</span><span style="color:#990000;">"</span></strong></span></span></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1156187099260920922006-08-21T20:04:00.000+01:002006-08-21T20:04:59.306+01:00Brilho<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/1024/IMG_0908.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/480/IMG_0908.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">
</span><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;">"O amor é o sol do coração, imprime-lhe o brilho e matiz.”</span></strong></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1152192400374725072006-07-06T14:26:00.000+01:002006-07-06T15:30:29.713+01:00Visão<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/1024/intemporalidade.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/480/intemporalidade.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><span style="font-size:85%;"><p align="center">
</span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>"Eu fecho os meus olhos para ver"</strong></span></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1152146626789715642006-07-06T01:43:00.000+01:002006-07-06T02:17:19.493+01:00Injustiça<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/1024/casa_trabalhada.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/480/casa_trabalhada.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"><strong>"Somos frutos da paisagem em que vivemos; </strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"><strong>ela dita nosso comportamento e até nossos pensamentos, na medida em que reagimos a ela. "</strong>
</div></span></span>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1150745418944316172006-06-19T20:26:00.000+01:002006-07-06T02:22:45.066+01:00Força<p class="flickr-frame" align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/56053506@N00/170687038/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/170687038_8c0b940fdc.jpg" /></a></p><span class="flickr-caption"><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>"O maior património de uma nação é o espírito de luta de seu povo</strong></span></span></div><div class="flickr-frame" align="center"><span class="flickr-caption"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>e a maior ameaça para uma nação é a desagregação desse espírito."</strong></span></span></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"></p>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1146078496853550602006-04-26T20:08:00.001+01:002008-04-13T00:42:06.222+01:00Porto Sentido<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/1024/porto_modificado.3.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/480/porto_modificado.2.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">
<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>"Quem vem e atravessa o Rio, junto à Serra do Pilar..."</strong></span></div>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22970446.post-1146078880335378602006-04-25T20:14:00.000+01:002006-04-26T20:31:23.420+01:00Naturalidade<p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/1024/por_do_sol_matosinhos.0.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/164/9286/480/por_do_sol_matosinhos.0.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">
<strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">"Em tudo o que a natureza opera, ela nada o faz bruscamente!!"</span></strong></div>Pedro Alveshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14202344340692566772noreply@blogger.com0