You can also listen to this article in the voice of own Plastic Artist Rosângela Vig: Fanados us couches of older courtesans, Painted eyebrow, the look langue and fatal, A sneer, to make the ears a retinir Fall of pale stone and metal; On a green carpet, many faces without mouths, Like mouths without … Read more
I am the earth, I am the life. My boat first came the man. From me came the woman and came the love. Came the tree and came to source. The fruit comes and the flower comes. I am the original source of all life. I am the floor that attaches to your House. … Read more
You can also listen to this article in the voice of own Plastic Artist Rosângela Vig: What guilty spirit, in what shrubbery dim, heard not, the stirring, summons of that hymn? But, two; they fell, as the sky does not give forgiveness to those who only hear the beating of his heart. A maiden-angel and her seraph-lover… But where … Read more
You can also listen to this article in the voice of own Plastic Artist Rosângela Vig: From your chant the pure grace, And tenderness I can not; Because to me the sweet lyre barely breathing sounds of love. When the ropes changed you, Happy Anacreon 1, From Meonia 2 Live Out the source of course humor. The flattering noise … Read more
Be the tree that blooms That fruits and spreads on the floor. Let the hungry despojarem you. In your serene branches there are blooms eternal and all mouths they shall be satisfied (MEIRELES, 1995, song XX) The art always ventures, seeking new ways to talk to the soul, to arouse emotions and to awaken. This thought has always accompanied … Read more
You can also listen to this article in the voice of own Plastic Artist Rosângela Vig: I live in your churches and houses and roofs and walls. I'm that old Green Wall of maidenhair Where addresses a former Jasmine, Aromatic, In the poor and dirty little streets. I am Against these houses Whispering to each other. … Read more
I am that woman who taught time Taught to love life. Don't give up the fight. Start over in defeat. Forgo the word and negative thoughts, Believe in human values. Be optimistic. I believe in an immanent force that connects the human family In a luminous current Of universal brotherhood. I believe in human solidarity. I believe … Read more
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 don't call me Maria. (CORALINA, 2004, p. 216) Step by step 15 how to draw the shape … Read more
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, Recamarei me of stars like a Royal robe, I embroider of clouds and wings, Sometimes they will come to me … Read more
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) . Step by step 13 on how to draw Rain can ease the heat of asphalt. can she … Read more