Drawing Prize

You can also listen to this article in the voice of own Plastic Artist Rosângela Vig: Little Nose didn't like to wait; She was annoyed to have to wait for Pete for a whole week. But fortunately it was jaboticaba time. On site ...

You can also listen to this article in the voice of own Plastic Artist Rosângela Vig: young glory of the sun on a silver spoon in flames, Alva! Light Christmas, Spring day, Do not love you! Not for you, BRAVIA dog days, That ...

You can also listen to this article in the voice of own Plastic Artist Rosângela Vig: No framework is finished, Said right painter can without end continue it, First, on the other side of another frame. That, made from such, Have in ...

My green light risks, Paths within me, Green Sea Road, Wide open without end. (…) I'm running. I'm dancing, Weaving tape my Dick. Seeds go sowing In the fields of fantasy. I'm turning. I'm singing, And not ...

Boats on green paper Try to forget me… Remember is how to Evoke a ghost… Let me be what I am, What I've always been, a river that goes flowing… In vain, in my banks will sing the hours, I will claim stars as ...

The buildings Skyscraper climbs in the fresh air washed down by rain and reflected in the courtyard mud puddle Between reality and image, on the dry ground that separates them, Four doves stroll. (BANDEIRA, 2008, p.118) Rain can ...

Bridge in Santiago Don't make yourself a dream come true. Will No way marked. You are the owner of all paths Be just a presence Invisible silent presence All things await the light Without saying that the ...

Balloons over Florence Florence… that immense serenity in your remote fields, where appear in shades of terra cotta and rust Torres, domes, cloisters, Renaissance. (MATHEW, 2006, p. 50) It is possible that spring arrives in colorful balloons. Slowly, she ...

The Great Wall of China I love you, o late sad, o late augusta, who, among the first flashes of the stars, in the womb, Under the veils of mystery and shadow in the dew. Bring the throb, as a result of the fall, The night, soul ...

Drawing of a Mill in the Netherlands I would like to paint portraits that in a hundred years will appear as a revelation (…) not by photographic fidelity, but rather (…) the appreciation of our knowledge and our present taste in color, such as ...