<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564</id><updated>2012-01-08T04:49:35.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Filhos do Velho Chico</title><subtitle type='html'>Por Poliana Pinheiro</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3573548585959492234</id><published>2012-01-08T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T04:49:35.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O São Francisco em tempo de cheias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HJP4H20aRWw/TwmLrZA9nQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_lKYcLq9yNg/s1600/DSC00464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HJP4H20aRWw/TwmLrZA9nQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_lKYcLq9yNg/s320/DSC00464.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fotografia: Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Com as fortes chuvas no estado de Minas Gerais e as enchentes nos afluentes do rio Chico, o sertão sorri e se despede das secas que por muitos meses assolou as margens ribeirinhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Algumas ilhas já estão&amp;nbsp;submersas e outras bem perto de desaparecem durante este&amp;nbsp;período de cheias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E se um dia foi profetizado que o sertão viraria MAR, o beiradeiro insiste em dizer por aí &amp;nbsp;que:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" &lt;i&gt;O Sertão virou Pantanal.&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3573548585959492234?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3573548585959492234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3573548585959492234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3573548585959492234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3573548585959492234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-cheias-do-velho-chico.html' title='O São Francisco em tempo de cheias'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HJP4H20aRWw/TwmLrZA9nQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_lKYcLq9yNg/s72-c/DSC00464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3822280922021262701</id><published>2011-12-28T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T06:57:32.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Francisco,o magnífico.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao8R7Y6a_zc/Tvss9LPmo5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/KOswAHVyXa4/s1600/DSC00461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao8R7Y6a_zc/Tvss9LPmo5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/KOswAHVyXa4/s320/DSC00461.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fotografia: Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Tem coisa que dá vontade de viver de novo.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E de novo. E de novo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3822280922021262701?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3822280922021262701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3822280922021262701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3822280922021262701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3822280922021262701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/12/francisco-o-rio-chico.html' title='Francisco,o magnífico.'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao8R7Y6a_zc/Tvss9LPmo5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/KOswAHVyXa4/s72-c/DSC00461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-8317635701446201733</id><published>2011-11-26T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T09:14:28.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mwN8AIuPmi4/TtEdq17G5OI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qTqE2SskRBw/s1600/_DSC2398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mwN8AIuPmi4/TtEdq17G5OI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qTqE2SskRBw/s320/_DSC2398.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fotografia- Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Na Serra da Canastra um filete brota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Verte das entranhas, cristalina, tanta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A água que desliza e desce pela grota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Até despencar ligeira em Casca d'anta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tantos rios da esquerda, da direita,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afluentes muitos que seu leito encorpam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o grande Gaiola* que seu casco deita,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vencem os desafios qu’estas águas cortam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rio das Velhas, Borrachudo, Verde Grande,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paraopeba, Carinhanha, Abaeté,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emprestam-lhe forças para atravessar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O sertão ressecado que se expande&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frente ao rio que encarna a grandeza da fé...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...E vai o São Francisco a caminho do mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frederico Salvo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QyS-U0JZnV0/TtEcNwvoxrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/86nQ1B98IB8/s1600/47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QyS-U0JZnV0/TtEcNwvoxrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/86nQ1B98IB8/s320/47.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotografias: Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-1233178128395441712?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/1233178128395441712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=1233178128395441712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1233178128395441712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1233178128395441712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/11/de-todos-os-meios-de-expressao.html' title='“De todos os meios de expressão, a fotografia é o único que fixa para sempre o instante preciso transitório”.'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QyS-U0JZnV0/TtEcNwvoxrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/86nQ1B98IB8/s72-c/47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3108290803011119267</id><published>2011-11-26T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T09:01:43.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"O São Francisco é um mundo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ovBb1kr8o/TtEamoEs-tI/AAAAAAAAAjk/UC9-gGVpWyE/s1600/_DSC2397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ovBb1kr8o/TtEamoEs-tI/AAAAAAAAAjk/UC9-gGVpWyE/s320/_DSC2397.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ponta das Pedras em Xique- Xique/ BA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Às 7 horas da manhã e ele já acorda&amp;nbsp;estonteante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Rio Chico em um dos seus braços. O esquerdo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3108290803011119267?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3108290803011119267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3108290803011119267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3108290803011119267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3108290803011119267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-sao-francisco-e-um-mundo.html' title='&quot;O São Francisco é um mundo&quot;'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ovBb1kr8o/TtEamoEs-tI/AAAAAAAAAjk/UC9-gGVpWyE/s72-c/_DSC2397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-8072252046428787163</id><published>2011-11-09T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:22:54.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preciosidade....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqvXALt00jE/TrsFJpv1lSI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FIblpeM3uH0/s1600/livro_e_caixa.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqvXALt00jE/TrsFJpv1lSI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FIblpeM3uH0/s320/livro_e_caixa.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emoção, lágrimas, surpresas e muita felicidade&lt;/b&gt;. Estas foram as minhas sensações diante de algo tão mágico, tão incrível e encantador como a obra de : &lt;b&gt;OS CHICOS PROSA E FOTOGRAFIA&lt;/b&gt; de&lt;i&gt; Leo Drumond e Gustavo Nolasco.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu que ví esta obra em fase de gestação, ainda nos primeiros dias do processo e a expectativa da espera de um dia poder vê- la e desfrutar da história da vida de ribeirinhos que como eu, sou apaixonada por todo este mar de encanto chamado: Rio São Francisco. Não me contive em sua espera e assim que recebi o convite eletrônico pelo email, corri no site da agência nitro (&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://nitroimagens.com.br/nitronline/2011/10/20/nitro-editorial/" style="text-align: left;"&gt;http://nitroimagens.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;) e comprei meu exemplar pelo PAG SEGURO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A cada página, a cada história, um arrepio, uma lágrima e uma satisfação em ver algo tão bem pensado, bem escrito, bem fotografado e bem elaborado. Histórias tão reais, tão simples, contada por ribeirinhos e transformada em poesias para não poetas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ffeedd; color: #333333; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OS CHICOS- &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;A obra surgiu da pesquisa realizada por Gustavo Nolasco e Leo Drumond de 2008 a 2011, quando percorreram as margens do Rio São Francisco, passando pelos estados de Minas Gerais, Bahia, Pernambuco, Sergipe e Alagoas. Em homenagem ao nome do rio e para satisfazer suas veias de repórteres, os dois impuseram o instigante desafio de percorrer as comunidades ribeirinhas à caça apenas de personagens que se chamassem Francisco ou Francisca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ffeedd; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O prefácio de&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Os Chicos&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;foi feito pelo jornalista Fernando Morais, membro da Academia Marianense de Letras, que assim definiu o trabalho a obra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ffeedd; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;“Essa sacada maravilhosa do Gustavo Nolasco é a marca registrada do gênio, ver o que ninguém viu, como seus personagens, os que contemplam o rio e tiram das suas águas, das suas margens, da sua fauna, cachoeiras de inspirações…Os Chicos vem preencher um vazio em publicações do gênero, o que seguramente atenderá tanto o leitor ávido da boa literatura como o estudante carente de uma publicação de qualidade na sua formação didática”&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ffeedd; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O projeto&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Os Chicos&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;a href="http://www.oschicos.com.br/" style="color: #695a44; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;www.oschicos.com.br&lt;/a&gt;) teve o patrocínio do Governo Federal, por meio da Lei de Incentivo à Cultura, da Companhia Energética de Minas Gerais (Cemig), Companhia de Saneamento de Minas Gerais (Copasa), do Governo de Minas, do Banco BMG, da Companhia Brasileira de Metalurgia e Mineração (CBMM) e do Grupo Orguel. Contou ainda com o apoio da General Motors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ffeedd; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Este será o terceiro lançamento de&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Os Chicos&lt;/em&gt;. Há duas semanas, mais de 600 pessoas, entre elas, o então governador de Minas Gerais, lotaram a Academia Mineira de Letras, em Belo Horizonte. E na última quarta-feira (26\10), a obra foi lançada na V Bienal Internacional do Livro de Alagoas, em Maceió.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ffeedd; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Aos meninos, eu desejo- lhes muito mais sucesso e inspirações para que ainda possam gerar muitos outros frutos tão&amp;nbsp;magníficos&amp;nbsp;quanto este que estou lendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E se no seu livro eu lí um muito obrigada pela minha indicação do Sr Chico de Né ( então um dos personagens). Eu que vos agradeço!!!! Agradeço pelo carinho, pelo amor e por todo o cuidado e respeito com estas pessoas tão incríveis de nomes Franciscos ou não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...) Que assim como o rio Chico, &amp;nbsp;a jornada de vocês também seja doce e encantada ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-8072252046428787163?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/8072252046428787163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=8072252046428787163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8072252046428787163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8072252046428787163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/11/preciosidade.html' title='Preciosidade....'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqvXALt00jE/TrsFJpv1lSI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FIblpeM3uH0/s72-c/livro_e_caixa.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-8942928396915027872</id><published>2011-11-09T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T03:00:35.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Romeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8EZKpEJXEw/Trpa0QOtA1I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4OztB7MSKr4/s1600/_DSC2286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8EZKpEJXEw/Trpa0QOtA1I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4OztB7MSKr4/s320/_DSC2286.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Senhor Bom Jesus da Lapa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aceitai minha romaria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Que sou romeiro de longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Não posso vir todo dia"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Bendito dos Romeiros da Lapa)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 42.55pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-8942928396915027872?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/8942928396915027872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=8942928396915027872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8942928396915027872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8942928396915027872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-romeiro.html' title='O Romeiro'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8EZKpEJXEw/Trpa0QOtA1I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4OztB7MSKr4/s72-c/_DSC2286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-2863566467848823041</id><published>2011-11-09T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T02:23:10.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcdvUwgI8Bk/TrpT8rktlyI/AAAAAAAAAjM/hg9pNzUyObI/s1600/DSC00371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcdvUwgI8Bk/TrpT8rktlyI/AAAAAAAAAjM/hg9pNzUyObI/s320/DSC00371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Procure no mundo uma cidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Com a beleza e a claridade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do luar do meu sertão"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Luiz Gonzaga)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-2863566467848823041?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/2863566467848823041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=2863566467848823041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2863566467848823041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2863566467848823041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/11/procure-no-mundo-uma-cidade-com-beleza.html' title=''/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcdvUwgI8Bk/TrpT8rktlyI/AAAAAAAAAjM/hg9pNzUyObI/s72-c/DSC00371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-5457819243613392665</id><published>2011-10-10T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T02:13:46.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lançamento do Livro: OS CHICOS- Prosa e Fotografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kS6C0lrS8D4/TpLvjLRZk1I/AAAAAAAAAik/KpgMzRIfxgU/s1600/convite_chicos_091011_eletronico.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kS6C0lrS8D4/TpLvjLRZk1I/AAAAAAAAAik/KpgMzRIfxgU/s400/convite_chicos_091011_eletronico.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;De Gustavo Nolasco e Léo Drumond&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Com grande alegria e satisfação, recebi este convite eletrônico para o lançamento do livro tão esperando por todos nós ribeirinhos que de alguma maneira fizeram parte destas histórias.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Há pouco mais de um ano, eu os acompanhava&amp;nbsp;ansiosa pelo resultado final desta obra, e hoje ao checar a minha caixa de email, eis que surge esta notícia encantadora: O Lançamento do livro dos nossos amigos "CHICOS"&amp;nbsp; de Belo Horizonte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Com muito carinho, só desejo muito sucesso e que esta obra tão valiosa possa render grandes alegrias, tanto a vocês, quanto ao nosso povo ribeirinho franciscano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5457819243613392665?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5457819243613392665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5457819243613392665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5457819243613392665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5457819243613392665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/10/lancamento-do-livro-os-chicos-prosa-e.html' title='Lançamento do Livro: OS CHICOS- Prosa e Fotografia'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kS6C0lrS8D4/TpLvjLRZk1I/AAAAAAAAAik/KpgMzRIfxgU/s72-c/convite_chicos_091011_eletronico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-892464787075762619</id><published>2011-10-09T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T06:38:40.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabeça do Touro- Barra/Ba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28WCkmxV7CI/TpGjAB94o3I/AAAAAAAAAic/GT09yd3QxuQ/s1600/DSC00379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28WCkmxV7CI/TpGjAB94o3I/AAAAAAAAAic/GT09yd3QxuQ/s320/DSC00379.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fotografia: Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Um sonho de lugar...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E o rio Chico mais uma vez&amp;nbsp;surpreende, &amp;nbsp;encanta, &amp;nbsp;fascina e inspira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-892464787075762619?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/892464787075762619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=892464787075762619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/892464787075762619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/892464787075762619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/10/cabeca-do-touro-barraba.html' title='Cabeça do Touro- Barra/Ba'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28WCkmxV7CI/TpGjAB94o3I/AAAAAAAAAic/GT09yd3QxuQ/s72-c/DSC00379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-588220488982545534</id><published>2011-09-28T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:04:01.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Em Bom Jesus da Lapa- Ba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAJgq4y2vyI/ToOYdwVtNTI/AAAAAAAAAiY/T6mBwdF6fyk/s1600/DSC00042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAJgq4y2vyI/ToOYdwVtNTI/AAAAAAAAAiY/T6mBwdF6fyk/s320/DSC00042.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Berço da Fé e das tantas peculiaridades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-588220488982545534?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/588220488982545534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=588220488982545534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/588220488982545534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/588220488982545534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/09/em-bom-jesus-da-lapa-ba.html' title='Em Bom Jesus da Lapa- Ba'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAJgq4y2vyI/ToOYdwVtNTI/AAAAAAAAAiY/T6mBwdF6fyk/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-2605003004307813909</id><published>2011-09-28T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:50:43.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Em Ibotirama- Ba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tuznFZPWwCY/ToOUQewWqHI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LfmECSVLJew/s1600/DSC00025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tuznFZPWwCY/ToOUQewWqHI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LfmECSVLJew/s320/DSC00025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das cidades em que o rio Chico passa de forma tímida e sem grandes espetáculos, ainda assim modesto e simplista ele é fonte de vida e sustento de toda uma região que carece de um olhar por parte dos poderes públicos.&lt;br /&gt;Passar em Ibotirama é se &amp;nbsp;deparar com "pedintes" a todo tempo.&amp;nbsp;É&amp;nbsp;algo que chega a ser incomodo, porque são idosos, crianças, adultos e jovens. São eles que não conseguiram se aposentar por algum motivo , são crianças carentes e jovens desempregados sem a menor perspectiva de trabalho. Ainda assim... é uma cidade &amp;nbsp;que respira ares de desenvolvimento e organização. Pessoas de uma simpatia sem igual, principalmente quando eu digo ser de Xique- Xique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...) Ah,&amp;nbsp;ali&amp;nbsp;é que o rio São Francisco produz&amp;nbsp;abundância&amp;nbsp;e fartura.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-2605003004307813909?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/2605003004307813909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=2605003004307813909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2605003004307813909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2605003004307813909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/09/em-ibotirama-ba.html' title='Em Ibotirama- Ba'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tuznFZPWwCY/ToOUQewWqHI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LfmECSVLJew/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-5465958133997553587</id><published>2011-08-18T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:20:45.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No meu Oásis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyB0A4mBg-I/Tk04jCOobXI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/az6ghS43lbE/s1600/%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyB0A4mBg-I/Tk04jCOobXI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/az6ghS43lbE/s320/%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotografia: Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr0" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: url(http://pnsdr.com/img/comllas.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; color: black; display: block; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sertão, argúem te cantô,&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre tenho cantado&lt;br /&gt;E ainda cantando tô,&lt;br /&gt;Pruquê, meu torrão amado,&lt;br /&gt;Munto te prezo, te quero&lt;br /&gt;E vejo qui os teus mistéro&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sabe decifrá.&lt;br /&gt;A tua beleza é tanta,&lt;br /&gt;Qui o poeta canta, canta,&lt;br /&gt;E inda fica o qui cantá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/patativa_do_assare/" style="color: blue; font-size: 1em; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;Patativa do Assaré&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5465958133997553587?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5465958133997553587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5465958133997553587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5465958133997553587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5465958133997553587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/08/sertao-arguem-te-canto-eu-sempre-tenho.html' title='No meu Oásis'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyB0A4mBg-I/Tk04jCOobXI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/az6ghS43lbE/s72-c/%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4%25C2%25B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-5351034186325650055</id><published>2011-08-18T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T08:54:05.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O homenzinho do sertão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NR4O7SOX5I0/Tk00juOCvqI/AAAAAAAAAiM/vbYVjYw3f8w/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NR4O7SOX5I0/Tk00juOCvqI/AAAAAAAAAiM/vbYVjYw3f8w/s320/8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;Fotografia: Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5351034186325650055?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5351034186325650055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5351034186325650055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5351034186325650055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5351034186325650055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-homenzinho-do-sertao.html' title='O homenzinho do sertão'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NR4O7SOX5I0/Tk00juOCvqI/AAAAAAAAAiM/vbYVjYw3f8w/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-1898901299578832348</id><published>2011-07-26T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:00:02.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serra do Assuruá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjufqzrNGe4/Ti84WDFpR8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/dVOrQGYVmHg/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjufqzrNGe4/Ti84WDFpR8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/dVOrQGYVmHg/s320/5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...) Eu ví minha alma clarear enquanto o dia escurecia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-1898901299578832348?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/1898901299578832348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=1898901299578832348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1898901299578832348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1898901299578832348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/07/serra-do-assurua.html' title='Serra do Assuruá'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjufqzrNGe4/Ti84WDFpR8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/dVOrQGYVmHg/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-5047792030186263750</id><published>2011-07-26T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T06:27:02.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Igreja de Santana em Gameleira do Assuruá- Ba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DeZu-nrLcQ/Ti8zN2eA-kI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SI7Nuiv79uk/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DeZu-nrLcQ/Ti8zN2eA-kI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SI7Nuiv79uk/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gameleira do Assuruá, é um povoado de clima europeu bem nas proximidades do Sertão da Bahia. Um lugarzinho no meio do nada, com acesso difícil pelas más condições das estradas e carente de transportes terrestres em condições dignas de locomoção. Ainda assim com tantos pesares e barreiras de acesso ao que eu rotulei de "paraíso perdido", Gameleira guarda um tesouro de valor cultural riquíssimo chamado Igreja de Santana, que uma das coisas mais simplistas e charmosas que os meus olhos já viram . Naquele lugar tudo nos envolve... é um clima fresco com ventos intensos, a natureza em plena harmonia com o universo, a individualidade de cada ser que transita pelas ruas, a FÉ, o patriotismo e o amor que os filhos ausentes daquele lugar carregam em seus corações.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Confesso que o paraíso em muitos casos e acasos encontra- se perto de tudo e no meio do nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Me encantei... me apaixonei..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5047792030186263750?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5047792030186263750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5047792030186263750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5047792030186263750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5047792030186263750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/07/igreja-de-santana-em-gameleira-do.html' title='Igreja de Santana em Gameleira do Assuruá- Ba'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7DeZu-nrLcQ/Ti8zN2eA-kI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SI7Nuiv79uk/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-1719540511233883178</id><published>2011-06-17T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:51:43.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mostra fotográfica durante a Festa da Cidade em Xique- Xique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UulkOHlFPf0/TfujCin62WI/AAAAAAAAAhs/dcmxC36WMtU/s1600/_DSC1817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UulkOHlFPf0/TfujCin62WI/AAAAAAAAAhs/dcmxC36WMtU/s320/_DSC1817.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BbTLqidN8MM/TfukORCtQLI/AAAAAAAAAh0/K6wX6t1eZsU/s1600/pp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BbTLqidN8MM/TfukORCtQLI/AAAAAAAAAh0/K6wX6t1eZsU/s320/pp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9sx7IxZjCGI/TfulNhnQBtI/AAAAAAAAAh8/h86hiOSFqUM/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9sx7IxZjCGI/TfulNhnQBtI/AAAAAAAAAh8/h86hiOSFqUM/s320/2.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Poliana Pinheiro e a amiga Bruna Kelly/ Fotografia Cinara Matias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu muito obrigado a todos os amigos que fiz durante este percurso, a todos que acreditaram, incentivaram e apoiaram a realização deste trabalho. A força mútua fez brotar um sentimento de querer fazer o melhor, e assim tem sido feito. O meu melhor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Aos ribeirinhos do rio São Francisco e a todos os Xique Xiquenses que torceram, apoiaram e esperaram pelo resultado final deste projeto. Este trabalho é tão meu quanto de todos nós.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Espaço especial para agradecer a Prefeitura Municipal de Xique- Xique e a Codevasf, pelo espaço cedido para expor estas fotografias no Stand durante os festejos ao aniversário de Xique- Xique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;E os Filhos do Velho Chico, continuam firmes e fortes em novos e dedicados projetos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...) Andar com fé eu vou, que a fé não costuma faiá.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-1719540511233883178?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/1719540511233883178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=1719540511233883178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1719540511233883178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1719540511233883178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/06/mostra-fotografica-durante-festa-da.html' title='A mostra fotográfica durante a Festa da Cidade em Xique- Xique'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UulkOHlFPf0/TfujCin62WI/AAAAAAAAAhs/dcmxC36WMtU/s72-c/_DSC1817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-2896933635281627228</id><published>2011-06-09T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T11:40:20.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Convite!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QwHGywvvpf4/TfEcqDjjxfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/khoIL2urYC4/s1600/CONVITE%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QwHGywvvpf4/TfEcqDjjxfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/khoIL2urYC4/s400/CONVITE%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b id="yui_3_2_0_3_130764692315581"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_3_130764692315578" style="color: #663300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A CODEVASF, com o apoio da Prefeitura Municipal de Xique- Xique, TRÁZ para Xique- Xique como parte das comemorações ao aniversário da cidade em 2011. A mostra fotográfica que tem a cara, a cor o tom e sabor do Sertão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv606030666MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv606030666Apple-style-span" style="color: #663300; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv606030666Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;È a simplicidade e exuberância dos ribeirinhos do rio Chico em imagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv606030666MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="yiv606030666MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv606030666MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Local: Avenida J.J. SEABRA/ Em frente À Casa das Pizzas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv606030666MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Dias: 09, 10, 11 e 12 de junho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv606030666MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Horário: A partir das 18 hs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"&gt;Fotografias de Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-2896933635281627228?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/2896933635281627228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=2896933635281627228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2896933635281627228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2896933635281627228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/06/codevasf-com-o-apoio-da-prefeitura.html' title='Convite!!!'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QwHGywvvpf4/TfEcqDjjxfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/khoIL2urYC4/s72-c/CONVITE%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3606320883548538028</id><published>2011-06-06T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T17:41:55.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia internacional do meio ambiente e o Rio CHICO não tem o que comemorar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lOyd1IbuwKc/Te1ruf5EqOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8wQ2UgnsA0g/s1600/PPP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lOyd1IbuwKc/Te1ruf5EqOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8wQ2UgnsA0g/s320/PPP.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;O Velho Chico pede SOCORRO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;O rio também conhecido como o " rio da Integração Nacional", foi descoberto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;no dia 04 de Outubro de 1501 &amp;nbsp;por Américo Vespúcio. Quando &amp;nbsp;os índios o batizaram de&amp;nbsp;Opará, que em Tupi Guarani, quer dizer Rio-Mar, rio tão grande quanto o mar. Mas como aquele era o dia de São Francisco, recebeu então este nome cristão em homenagem ao santo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Com uma extensão aproximada de 2.863 quilômetros, o Velho Chico distribui- se ao longo de 503 municípios ao longo da sua Bacia e&amp;nbsp;cinqüenta&amp;nbsp;e oito por cento do seu curso corta o coração nordestino, levando vida e &amp;nbsp;sobrevivência aos seus milhões de ribeirinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;E além &amp;nbsp;do Velho Chico ser utilizado para o desenvolvimento de atividades de subsistência, suas águas também possuem o papel importante de geração de energia elétrica, até por que &lt;b&gt;o abastecimento da região nordeste e parte de Minas Gerais dependem do rio São Francisco.&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Ao longo do rio foram construídas seis barragens: Sobradinho, Itaparica, Moxotó, Paulo Afonso I, II, III e IV e Xingo. A represa de Sobradinho, é vista como o pulmão do Velho Chico, é a principal responsável pela garantia da regularidade de vazão do rio e é projetada para manter o fluxo da água das outras hidrelétricas..No nordeste, a CHESF é a empresa estatal da ELETROBRÁS, que é responsável pela geração e distribuição de energia elétrica em oito dos nove estados da região. O total da capacidade já instalada é de 7815 Mw, sendo que 544, 7 Mw produzidos por usinas termoelétricas e 89% gerados pelas usinas do São Francisco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;De acordo com o Movimento dos Atingidos por Barragens no Brasil (MAB), a construção dessas barragens já expulsou um milhão de pessoas de suas terras, o que acarreta em diversos impactos, tanto ambientais, quanto ao meio físico, já que a expulsão de famílias de uma determinada região representa&amp;nbsp; um grande impacto nas relações ecológicas com o rio, nas modificações climáticas, e&amp;nbsp; no desaparecimento de espécies animais e vegetais.&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;O rio São Francisco é muito importante para as populações ribeirinhas desde a pré-história brasileira, mas não só as populações ribeirinhas exercem atividades junto ao leito. Ao longo da segunda metade do século passado, indústrias nacionais e multinacionais se instalaram junto ao rio, modificando os ambientes sociais, econômicos e naturais. E na pretensão de um maior desenvolvimento industrial e humano dos estados que não fazem parte da bacia franciscana, ressurgiu o projeto de Transposição do Rio São Francisco, pelos governos federal e estadual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;O projeto é discutido desde 1846 no governo de Dom Pedro II, como a solução para acabar com as secas do nordeste. Essa idéia foi relembrada nos anos de 1856, 1908,1913 e 1919 não sendo mais assunto até 1972.&amp;nbsp;No ano de 2000, o Ministério de Planejamento e Orçamento, por meio da Secretária Especial de Políticas Regionais - SEPRE com base nos projetos e levantamentos disponíveis elaborou um dimensionamento do empreendimento, que analisou a viabilidade técnica, social, econômica e ambiental do projeto do São Francisco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;E desde 2004, encontra-se em andamento o projeto intitulado de “Integração do Rio São Francisco”, onde o mesmo pretende integrar o rio com as Bacias Hidrográficas do Nordeste &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Setentrional, &lt;/i&gt;sob responsabilidade do Ministério da Integração Nacional, destinado a assegurar a oferta de água em &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="2025, a" w:st="on"&gt;2025, a&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; cerca de 12 milhões de habitantes de pequenas, médias e grandes cidades da região semi-árida dos estados de Pernambuco, Ceará, Paraíba e Rio Grande do Norte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;A proposta do projeto do ministério da Integração Nacional tem o intuito integrar as águas do rio São Francisco, às bacias dos rios temporários do Semi-árido, isso só será possível com a retirada contínua de 26,4 m³/s de água, o equivalente a 1,4% da vazão garantida pela barragem de Sobradinho no trecho do rio onde se dará dada&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; uma qualificação que abrange tudo o que se refere a norte ou boreal&lt;/span&gt;. Este projeto hídrico será destinado ao consumo da população urbana de 390 municípios do Agreste e do Sertão dos quatro estados do Nordeste &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Setentrional,&lt;/i&gt;(Pernambuco, Paraíba, Ceará e Rio Grande do Norte).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;As reações e discursos sobre este projeto logo se fizeram ouvir, em vários grupos de ações sociais ligados à igreja, grupos de defesas ambientais, associações e ong’s, tais instituições que assume uma posição de esquerda dentro do cenário político e de resistência ao projeto. Elas passaram a agir na organização política desses grupos, nas organizações de movimentos de resistência ao projeto governamental, através de protestos, passeatas e realizações de fóruns de debate. Dando maior visualização ao movimento, esses grupos se reúnem em torno da Frente Cearense por uma nova cultura da água e contra a Transposição das águas do Rio São Francisco, passando a lançar material informativo sobre as razões de seu posicionamento. E no gesto de maior notoriedade contrária à mudança do curso natural do São Francisco, o bispo Dom Frei Luiz Cappio, voltou às atenções do Brasil e do mundo, quando ele realizou uma greve de fome que durou 11 dias, entre final de setembro e início de outubro de 2005, denunciado e protestando contra o projeto de transposição de parte das águas do Rio São Francisco e em defesa a sua revitalização. Ato, este que levou a pesquisadores e a população brasileira em geral a tomar conhecimento e a pensar nos dois projetos governamentais para o rio e regiões que atravessa: a transposição e a revitalização do São Francisco. Cantado em rezas, homenageado em letras de músicas e nas artes em geral, o rio São Francisco, que nas palavras do Frei Luiz: “há muito deixou de ser um acidente geográfico e passou a ser a condição de vida para todo o povo da região“.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;De acordo com estudiosos, o vale do &lt;b&gt;São Francisco já perdeu três dos 16 afluentes perenes&lt;/b&gt;. Os rios Verde Grande, Salitre e Ipanema se tornaram temporários, reduzindo o volume de água disponível para navegação, irrigação, pesca e geração de energia. Os três rios deixaram de ser perenes por causa da ação das siderúrgicas de Minas Gerais e das mineradoras baianas – que utilizam a mata ciliar na produção de carvão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;“O rio São Francisco permanece descurado e está entregue à própria sorte. O abandono é nele todo”&lt;/b&gt;, reclama José Theodomiro, presidente do Comitê Executivo de Estudos Integrados da Bacia Hidrográfica do São Francisco, respeitado como a maior autoridade nas questões do rio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Atualmente o seu leito está cada vez mais assoreado, poluído com a atividade pesqueira diminuída e boa parte da população ribeirinha deixada à própria sorte; como também temos conhecimento de que o São Francisco vem sendo há muito destratado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De um lado o governo, de outro as populações que convivem diretamente com a realidade ribeirinha&lt;/b&gt;, e da mesma forma que é anunciada a resistência da população que insiste em permanecer e lutar pela vida deste rio, em razão de suas crenças, histórias e memórias construídas ao longo de seus cinco séculos de existência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-right: 4.95pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.45pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6DEjPEnBlw/Tekhs8gHuoI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dXEMkuBi6Fw/s1600/DSC_0743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="309" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6DEjPEnBlw/Tekhs8gHuoI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dXEMkuBi6Fw/s320/DSC_0743.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pescador na Ilha da Esperança exibe seu almoço, após um dia de pescaria farta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fotografia: Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-7681977083426686203?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/7681977083426686203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=7681977083426686203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7681977083426686203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7681977083426686203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/06/abundancia.html' title='Abundância'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6DEjPEnBlw/Tekhs8gHuoI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dXEMkuBi6Fw/s72-c/DSC_0743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3002108675928979898</id><published>2011-06-03T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:50:21.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma espera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AiKxafkbe34/TekeLYwgU1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/VhL2GmIp3GY/s1600/19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AiKxafkbe34/TekeLYwgU1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/VhL2GmIp3GY/s320/19.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3002108675928979898?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3002108675928979898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3002108675928979898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3002108675928979898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3002108675928979898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/06/uma-espera.html' title='Uma espera'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AiKxafkbe34/TekeLYwgU1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/VhL2GmIp3GY/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-4892825233763486977</id><published>2011-06-03T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:41:00.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de tarde ao seu deleite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74v0uoyZEYw/Tekb0pmPeWI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PvmXS3hSsrU/s1600/40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74v0uoyZEYw/Tekb0pmPeWI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PvmXS3hSsrU/s320/40.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Casal contemplando o espetáculo do fim de tarde às margens do rio São Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-4892825233763486977?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/4892825233763486977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=4892825233763486977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/4892825233763486977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/4892825233763486977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/06/fim-de-tarde-ao-seu-deleite.html' title='Fim de tarde ao seu deleite'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74v0uoyZEYw/Tekb0pmPeWI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PvmXS3hSsrU/s72-c/40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-57557951908323835</id><published>2011-04-25T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T17:26:07.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma imagem e um momento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vtB8O69PzNE/TbYPXGQ7DJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Mcg1SHL-QrU/s1600/222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vtB8O69PzNE/TbYPXGQ7DJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Mcg1SHL-QrU/s320/222.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Futura mamãe às margens do Velho Chico&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fotografia: Poliana Pinheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-57557951908323835?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/57557951908323835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=57557951908323835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/57557951908323835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/57557951908323835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/04/uma-imagem-e-um-momento.html' title='Uma imagem e um momento'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vtB8O69PzNE/TbYPXGQ7DJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Mcg1SHL-QrU/s72-c/222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-5958221941626350683</id><published>2011-04-18T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:23:04.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O pescador nas águas do São Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpo4kjAOfFA/TazHA9FhjAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Ebbg5dIOEAw/s1600/06.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpo4kjAOfFA/TazHA9FhjAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Ebbg5dIOEAw/s320/06.JPG" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;ara muitos pescadores que vivem nestas cidades e vilarejos ao longo deste percurso do baixo médio São Francisco, o Velho Chico é seu protetor. O rio provém os pescadores de abundante e diversificada pescaria e ainda, existe uma forte relação entre a população e o rio, que alimenta também a cultura franciscana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5958221941626350683?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5958221941626350683/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5958221941626350683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5958221941626350683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5958221941626350683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-homem-do-sao-francisco.html' title='O pescador nas águas do São Francisco'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpo4kjAOfFA/TazHA9FhjAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Ebbg5dIOEAw/s72-c/06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3365709477733511979</id><published>2011-04-18T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:22:28.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mágico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nuQsnnvhYI/TazFJhYRK4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/_K1nxdXCvoA/s1600/08.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nuQsnnvhYI/TazFJhYRK4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/_K1nxdXCvoA/s400/08.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-right: 4.95pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.45pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Aquele vale, naqueles lugares, tudo flui para o rio São Francisco. Os sonhos;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-right: 4.95pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.45pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;as dores, a fartura e a miséria, a solidão e as metrópoles, os dias e as noites, as chuvas e o sol; também os lutadores, os crentes e os ateus, os inocentes e os espertos...”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-right: 4.95pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.45pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;(Dossiê 500 anos, Brasília 2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3365709477733511979?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3365709477733511979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3365709477733511979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3365709477733511979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3365709477733511979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/04/ele.html' title='Mágico'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nuQsnnvhYI/TazFJhYRK4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/_K1nxdXCvoA/s72-c/08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-8307844626346949848</id><published>2011-04-18T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:35:12.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xique- Xique da Bahia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0utTSlep6k/TaxY64OsZkI/AAAAAAAAAgk/u9FUowkvVr4/s1600/OgAAAJaKjBTPEF73wsoXh4eOhBFISFkDueGQYsGjx-5E9zgSzjqbzUdht5k4mirWmHLRcs40uYBZGzF5I6XglSJCYN8Am1T1UC4bWKXrVPzQTOVMkIAy5cZA04Aj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0utTSlep6k/TaxY64OsZkI/AAAAAAAAAgk/u9FUowkvVr4/s400/OgAAAJaKjBTPEF73wsoXh4eOhBFISFkDueGQYsGjx-5E9zgSzjqbzUdht5k4mirWmHLRcs40uYBZGzF5I6XglSJCYN8Am1T1UC4bWKXrVPzQTOVMkIAy5cZA04Aj.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Mergulham em meus olhos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Barrancos, carrancas, paisagens&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Francisco, Francisco&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tantas águas corridas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lágrimas escorridas, despedidas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saudades.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(Roberto Mendes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-8307844626346949848?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/8307844626346949848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=8307844626346949848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8307844626346949848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8307844626346949848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/04/mergulham-em-meus-olhos-barrancos.html' title='Xique- Xique da Bahia'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0utTSlep6k/TaxY64OsZkI/AAAAAAAAAgk/u9FUowkvVr4/s72-c/OgAAAJaKjBTPEF73wsoXh4eOhBFISFkDueGQYsGjx-5E9zgSzjqbzUdht5k4mirWmHLRcs40uYBZGzF5I6XglSJCYN8Am1T1UC4bWKXrVPzQTOVMkIAy5cZA04Aj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-4822647353327748694</id><published>2011-04-18T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:35:42.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Sertão Inspira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgN_Al0_s_M/Taw8yNW9oVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5JfdfGJO2g0/s1600/OgAAAPLkZ1Z-SjYxOhQJLrL8Xj9vMV7iXx3jcEaAHEZiD0TNVNq51AAowRJYclxyz8v6fXjBPPtrwkbLYGbAesahzAcAm1T1UEj_bMV3B0gYFpcM8rGzC1yEfQ0U.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgN_Al0_s_M/Taw8yNW9oVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5JfdfGJO2g0/s400/OgAAAPLkZ1Z-SjYxOhQJLrL8Xj9vMV7iXx3jcEaAHEZiD0TNVNq51AAowRJYclxyz8v6fXjBPPtrwkbLYGbAesahzAcAm1T1UEj_bMV3B0gYFpcM8rGzC1yEfQ0U.jpg" width="321" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele inspira poetas,músicos, pessoas e artistas em geral.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O SER- TÃO TEATRO inspirou- se no universo sertanejo e levou sua arte de rua até os solos &amp;nbsp;banhados pelo rio Chico. E&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xique- Xique foi uma das cidades agraciadas pelo Espetáculo Flor de Macambira do Grupo de Teatro SER- TÃO TEATRO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-4822647353327748694?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/4822647353327748694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=4822647353327748694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/4822647353327748694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/4822647353327748694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-sertao-inspira.html' title='O Sertão Inspira'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgN_Al0_s_M/Taw8yNW9oVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5JfdfGJO2g0/s72-c/OgAAAPLkZ1Z-SjYxOhQJLrL8Xj9vMV7iXx3jcEaAHEZiD0TNVNq51AAowRJYclxyz8v6fXjBPPtrwkbLYGbAesahzAcAm1T1UEj_bMV3B0gYFpcM8rGzC1yEfQ0U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3500247494021299252</id><published>2011-04-17T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:36:09.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No dia dedicado ao Santo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpceMcfoBgI/Tau5vggv_GI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KewI8iARLU8/s1600/DSC_8056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpceMcfoBgI/Tau5vggv_GI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KewI8iARLU8/s400/DSC_8056.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #35383d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O rio São Francisco foi descoberto no dia 04 de Outubro de 1501. E como neste dia comemora&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o dia de São&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #35383d; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Francisco,o rio Chico recebeu então este nome cristão em homenagem ao santo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #35383d; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3500247494021299252?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3500247494021299252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3500247494021299252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3500247494021299252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3500247494021299252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/04/em-barra-ba-no-dia-de-sao-francisco.html' title='No dia dedicado ao Santo'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpceMcfoBgI/Tau5vggv_GI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KewI8iARLU8/s72-c/DSC_8056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-7314834525950312764</id><published>2011-04-17T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:44:56.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Sertanejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TRzm3CHdhlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/htFVh-xVfbA/s1600/11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TRzm3CHdhlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/htFVh-xVfbA/s400/11.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eles carregam consigo a cor, o&amp;nbsp;tom&amp;nbsp;e o gosto do sertão. São criaturas ásperas pela aridez do clima semi- árido. São sertanejos fortes e em sua maioria encantadores.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-7314834525950312764?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/7314834525950312764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=7314834525950312764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7314834525950312764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7314834525950312764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-sertanejo.html' title='O Sertanejo'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TRzm3CHdhlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/htFVh-xVfbA/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3266240746667200845</id><published>2010-12-03T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:42:55.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Esplêndido rio Chico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TPkw7lNCy-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/vTe_BkCECOU/s1600/18.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TPkw7lNCy-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/vTe_BkCECOU/s400/18.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“A beleza pode ser vista em todas as coisas, ver e compor a beleza é o que separa a simples imagem da fotografia”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3266240746667200845?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3266240746667200845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3266240746667200845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3266240746667200845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3266240746667200845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/12/personagem-principal.html' title='O Esplêndido rio Chico'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TPkw7lNCy-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/vTe_BkCECOU/s72-c/18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-8998375727029407571</id><published>2010-12-03T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:58:34.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OS FILHOS DO VELHO CHICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AzUJ74wZURA/Tau2X1WzZRI/AAAAAAAAAgM/yxQeEBqnXcE/s1600/OgAAADR2E_00TXIhUMakQL4MfygDD238Pxc8LIx9cZX9C7sfESJIhlfERoYf6eHruzABRbSu5k6ySQTPio3NB9J8BlEAm1T1UFIAuR_esAVUXwiofBfODbem5SfM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AzUJ74wZURA/Tau2X1WzZRI/AAAAAAAAAgM/yxQeEBqnXcE/s320/OgAAADR2E_00TXIhUMakQL4MfygDD238Pxc8LIx9cZX9C7sfESJIhlfERoYf6eHruzABRbSu5k6ySQTPio3NB9J8BlEAm1T1UFIAuR_esAVUXwiofBfODbem5SfM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quem somos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 32px;"&gt;A mostra fotográfica intitulada Os Filhos do Velho Chico,trata-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- se de um registro sobre vidas que são unidas por um ponto em comum, o São Francisco, mostrando a forma com a qual a população interage com ele, e qual a sua importância naquele local.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Qual o estilo usado na fotografia?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;O estilo fotodocumental me pareceu, então, o mais apropriado para construir as fotografias, já que foi preciso ir além do simples retrato de pessoas que por ali viviam. Conheci cada personagem, ouvi histórias, entrei em sua intimidade e descobri o que cada uma tinha em comum com os outros possíveis personagens, já que seriam “filhos do Velho Chico”, algo em comum deveria unir estas pessoas. Portanto, privilegiei os aspectos sentimentais, não tendo como preocupação principal uma contextualização histórica, geográfica e temporal. O interesse foi entender na alma dos personagens a impressão individual que cada um carrega sobre o Velho Chico, e acredito que isso se expressa fortemente através de tons e gestos, que cada personagem ressalta em cada imagem&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prioridades&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Durante as fotografias, a prioridade foi enfatizar as feições, os detalhes e os gestos que traduzem quem são estes personagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ao retratar o rio priorizei por exaltar o quão magnífico é um fim de tarde no seu deleite, seu aspecto mágico, enfocando as suas várias nuances de cor contrastando com a paisagem que lhe margeia, construindo uma estética harmônica com sentimento presente nos depoimentos dos ribeirinhos.&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Construção da mostra fotográfica.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Na construção dos textos que acompanham as fotografias, eu opinei por deixar de lado o modelo baseado apenas nos perfis e montar o fotodocumentário de acordo com as falas dos diversos personagens, usando como ligação o próprio rio São Francisco. Para auxiliar o processo de construção e montagem, foi planejado um roteiro após a primeira ida a cidade de Xique-Xique, onde selecionei algumas imagens, conheci algumas pessoas e escolhi qual destes personagens mais caracterizava o perfil do sertanejo ribeirinho, em seus costumes, modo de vida e elo com o rio.&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Espectativas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A minha expectativa pessoal é de que cada fotografia consiga transmitir no espectador o sentimento de respeito e admiração pela vida destas pessoas na sua relação com o São Francisco: um sentimento que se expressa na forma como cada personagem gesticula, e na alegria e amor com a qual ela é mantida, rompendo apenas a dependência física, e partindo ao encanto afetivo que emociona a quem se depara com esse universo pela primeira vez, ou quem o redescobre depois de muitas idas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 200%; margin-right: -8.1pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-8998375727029407571?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/8998375727029407571/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=8998375727029407571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8998375727029407571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8998375727029407571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/12/porque-se-chamar-filhos-do-velho-chico.html' title='OS FILHOS DO VELHO CHICO'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AzUJ74wZURA/Tau2X1WzZRI/AAAAAAAAAgM/yxQeEBqnXcE/s72-c/OgAAADR2E_00TXIhUMakQL4MfygDD238Pxc8LIx9cZX9C7sfESJIhlfERoYf6eHruzABRbSu5k6ySQTPio3NB9J8BlEAm1T1UFIAuR_esAVUXwiofBfODbem5SfM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-477555643717558835</id><published>2010-12-03T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:02:28.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As lavadeiras de roupa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="style15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TPkuj8GINEI/AAAAAAAAAew/5mf5GniMEA0/s1600/02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TPkuj8GINEI/AAAAAAAAAew/5mf5GniMEA0/s400/02.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elas levantam com o sol raiar. Arrumam a trouxa de roupa na cabeça, e se dirigem as margens do “Velho Chico”. São mulheres que se iniciaram na profissão ainda criança, muitas delas nascidas e criadas nos arredores do rio, e que respeitam o local porque consideram um lugar sagrado permeado por lendas, crendices e mitos. Além de ser a única forma de sustento de famílias que vivem e sobrevivem exclusivamente pelo rio São Francisco, seja na pesca, na tecelagem, fabricação de potes e moringas com a argila retirada do rio, no frete das embarcações que trafegam as águas franciscanas no escoamento da produção agrícola, na venda de gado e claro na lavagem de roupas, que faz parte da vidas destas mulheres não somente por tradição, mas também por profissão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-477555643717558835?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/477555643717558835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=477555643717558835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/477555643717558835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/477555643717558835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/12/tradicao-das-lavadeiras-de-roupa-do-rio.html' title='As lavadeiras de roupa'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TPkuj8GINEI/AAAAAAAAAew/5mf5GniMEA0/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-6698868588146555469</id><published>2010-11-13T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:03:37.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O fotodocumentário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TN8XMVfoC4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/yKCOaYjArGw/s1600/CAPA+CD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TN8XMVfoC4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/yKCOaYjArGw/s400/CAPA+CD.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fotografia, fotodocumentário, Rio São Francisco e a comunidade ribeirinha de nome Xique- Xique. Estes foram os caminhos que nossa fotografia documental percorreu em busca dos melhores ângulos e do apronfudamento do fotojornalismo , tudo isso para te fazer refletir:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“&lt;b&gt;Uma fotografia vale mais que mil palavras?”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-6698868588146555469?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/6698868588146555469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=6698868588146555469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/6698868588146555469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/6698868588146555469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/11/normal-0-21-microsoftinternetexplorer4.html' title='O fotodocumentário'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TN8XMVfoC4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/yKCOaYjArGw/s72-c/CAPA+CD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-8489851899579967656</id><published>2010-11-10T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:05:10.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Em 1 minuto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TMVXpLAeRDI/AAAAAAAAAek/oW79rPH-Un8/s1600/DSC_0620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="346" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TMVXpLAeRDI/AAAAAAAAAek/oW79rPH-Un8/s400/DSC_0620.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O correr da vida embrulha tudo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida é assim: esquenta e esfria, aperta e daí afouxa, sossega e depois desinquieta.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que ela quer da gente é coragem."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;( João Guimarães Rosa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5555623867327870943?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5555623867327870943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5555623867327870943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5555623867327870943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5555623867327870943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/10/coragem.html' title='Coragem'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TMVXpLAeRDI/AAAAAAAAAek/oW79rPH-Un8/s72-c/DSC_0620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-5565232273865231539</id><published>2010-10-12T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:29:03.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O "mito"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TLTKykoAJHI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/cUmq4VXvvfQ/s1600/DSC_8056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TLTOJHLL9AI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4Ml1r7KohzE/s1600/D+cappio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TLTOJHLL9AI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4Ml1r7KohzE/s320/D+cappio.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quem é ele?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dom Luíz Flávio Cappio&lt;/b&gt;-&amp;nbsp; E uma vida pelo Rio São Francisco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Filho mais novo de uma família de origem italiana, é formado em Economia, apesar de na sua juventude ter desejado ser engenheiro. Fez seus estudos teológicos no Seminário Franciscano de Petrópolis, estado do Rio de Janeiro. Foi ordenado padre em 1971. Trabalhou por três anos na periferia da cidade de São Paulo pela Pastoral Operária. Em 1974, partiu para o semi-árido nordestino com a roupa do corpo. Desde então, o bispo vive no sertão nordestino.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sua biografia mostra uma forte ligação com São Francisco de Assis: dom Luís Cappio nasceu no dia em que a Igreja Católica celebra este santo, tornou-se religioso da ordem Franciscana, e foi viver às margens do rio São Francisco. Em 1992, ao completar 48 anos, iniciou uma peregrinação de 6 mil quilômetros da nascente até a foz do Rio São Francisco. Esta peregrinação durou um ano. Este período foi vivido por Dom Luís Cappio como uma missão ecológica e religiosa, durante a qual o frei buscou conscientizar a população sobre a necessidade de preservação do Rio São Francisco. A experiência foi publicada no livro “O Rio São Francisco – Uma Caminhada entre Vida e Morte”, pela Editora Vozes. Tornou-se bispo da Diocese de Barra em 1997, escolhido por não haver outro que se dispusesse a viver na região.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entre 26 de setembro e 5 de outubro de 2005, fez uma greve de fome em defesa do rio São Francisco na cidade de Cabrobó, estado de Pernambuco. Seu protesto era a favor da revitalização do rio e contra o projeto de transposição do Rio São Francisco planejado pelo governo do presidente Lula. Esta manifestação ganhou o apoio de diversas organizações e movimentos sociais. O jejum foi interrompido após negociação com o então ministro Jacques Wagner. Feito o acordo, frei Cappio comentou que se a promessa não fosse cumprida, retomaria o protesto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E no gesto de maior notoriedade contrária à mudança do curso natural do São Francisco, o bispo Dom Frei Luiz Cappio voltou às atenções do Brasil e do mundo, quando ele realizou uma greve de fome que durou 11 dias, entre final de setembro e início de outubro de 2005, denunciado e protestando contra o projeto de transposição de parte das águas do Rio São Francisco e em defesa a sua revitalização. Ato, este que levou a pesquisadores e a população brasileira em geral a tomar conhecimento e a pensar nos dois projetos governamentais para o rio e regiões que atravessa: a transposição e a revitalização do São Francisco. Cantado em rezas, homenageado em letras de músicas e nas artes em geral, o rio São Francisco, que nas palavras do Frei Luiz: “há muito deixou de ser um acidente geográfico e passou a ser a condição de vida para todo o povo da região.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5565232273865231539?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5565232273865231539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5565232273865231539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5565232273865231539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5565232273865231539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/10/dia-de-sao-francisco-barra-ba.html' title='O &quot;mito&quot;'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TLTOJHLL9AI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4Ml1r7KohzE/s72-c/D+cappio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-7337106516491951218</id><published>2010-10-07T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:24:47.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um misto de sensações</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TK4APvVb5JI/AAAAAAAAAeE/coPylQhaWbQ/s1600/polivvv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TK4APvVb5JI/AAAAAAAAAeE/coPylQhaWbQ/s400/polivvv.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cada personagem fotografado, cada um com sua essência, simplicidade e gestos de carinho, me conquistaram de uma maneira singular e inesquecível. O projeto chega perto do fim, e a certeza que ainda tenho muito o que trilhar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-7337106516491951218?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/7337106516491951218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=7337106516491951218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7337106516491951218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7337106516491951218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/10/um-misto-de-sensacoes.html' title='Um misto de sensações'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TK4APvVb5JI/AAAAAAAAAeE/coPylQhaWbQ/s72-c/polivvv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-7475929424593444016</id><published>2010-10-02T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:27:26.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garimpando personagens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TKdV-sze0SI/AAAAAAAAAdw/RKAnn6sYxQs/s1600/CSC_7760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TKdV-sze0SI/AAAAAAAAAdw/RKAnn6sYxQs/s400/CSC_7760.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje encontrei uma preciosidade de pessoa, e digna de ser FILHA do Velho Chico, mesmo que a sua relação não seja tão direta assim com o rio. Mas ela representa bem, parte da cultura ribeirinha, principalmente no aspecto religiosidade, fé e cura.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ela é a benzedeira, ainda que de uma forma diferente do habitual, já que os tradicionais galhos de árvores não são usados como instrumento de reza por Dona Dejanira. Ela&amp;nbsp; cura mau olhado, dores de cabeça, afasta as más energias e todo e qualquer mau que assole quem vai até ela. Tudo isso com uma garrafinha de água&amp;nbsp;, uma oração forte e&amp;nbsp;muita fé em Deus.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-7475929424593444016?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/7475929424593444016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=7475929424593444016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7475929424593444016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7475929424593444016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/10/em-xique-xique-1-mes-depois.html' title='Garimpando personagens'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TKdV-sze0SI/AAAAAAAAAdw/RKAnn6sYxQs/s72-c/CSC_7760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-1502727658416899917</id><published>2010-09-28T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:09:58.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Em andamento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TKH4NOdX9xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rZlavkFT09A/s1600/Capa+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TKH4NOdX9xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rZlavkFT09A/s400/Capa+1.jpg" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...) Andá &amp;nbsp;com fé eu vou, que a fé não costuma faiá...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-1502727658416899917?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/1502727658416899917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=1502727658416899917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1502727658416899917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1502727658416899917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/09/em-andamento.html' title='Em andamento...'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TKH4NOdX9xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rZlavkFT09A/s72-c/Capa+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-1670628676384366911</id><published>2010-09-20T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:31:42.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As famosas casas de taipa do sertão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TJdDgvGXDeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7BXTRuHK0Pc/s1600/DSC_0594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TJdDgvGXDeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7BXTRuHK0Pc/s400/DSC_0594.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;De uma beleza inquestionável, feita manualmente com&amp;nbsp;o barro retirado do Rio São Francisco. As famosas casas de taipa, são moradas de muitos ribeirinhos, que vivem a mercê da pobreza que assola o sertão.Mas apesar de tudo, a alegria.&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;E&amp;nbsp;o sertanejo consegue preservar uma cultura própria, onde prevalece as marcas das variedades culturais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Foto: Poly Pinheiro/Ilha da Esperança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-1670628676384366911?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/1670628676384366911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=1670628676384366911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1670628676384366911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1670628676384366911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-amosas-casas-de-taipa-do-sertao.html' title='As famosas casas de taipa do sertão'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TJdDgvGXDeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7BXTRuHK0Pc/s72-c/DSC_0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-7387251341673255258</id><published>2010-09-19T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:33:05.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastidores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TJdCZRkhFuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Fm0czLeEkFA/s1600/BASTIDORES+DO+SHOW+DA+VIDA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TJdCZRkhFuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Fm0czLeEkFA/s400/BASTIDORES+DO+SHOW+DA+VIDA.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Depois de um &lt;b&gt;tour&lt;/b&gt; pela cidade de Xique- Xique em busca dos meus personagens mais ilustres e compor alguns perfils dos Filhos do Velho Chico, eis que a prefeitura nos cedeu uma das suas embarcações. E foi na Nova Juacema- que chegamos até a Ilha da Esperança,onde encontramos o nosso pescador. Sr. Ney Elias, seus causos, sorrisos e muita gargalhada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-7387251341673255258?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/7387251341673255258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=7387251341673255258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7387251341673255258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7387251341673255258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/09/bastidores.html' title='Bastidores'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TJdCZRkhFuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Fm0czLeEkFA/s72-c/BASTIDORES+DO+SHOW+DA+VIDA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-1543773242307034202</id><published>2010-09-09T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:13:59.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um mar de doçura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TIk2KoPzW2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gQtbCHCuthM/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TIk2KoPzW2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gQtbCHCuthM/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O universo ribeirinho do Velho Chico é um mar de doçura e descobertas incríveis, que eu tenho o prazer de mergulhar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-1543773242307034202?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/1543773242307034202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=1543773242307034202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1543773242307034202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1543773242307034202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/09/projeto-os-filhos-do-velho-chico.html' title='Um mar de doçura'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TIk2KoPzW2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/gQtbCHCuthM/s72-c/DSC_0109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-8416536690322733200</id><published>2010-08-29T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:29:13.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O sertanejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0yjpmN1ulc/THpTg2xXopI/AAAAAAAABTo/wcT9zj_BMbY/s1600/OgAAAFrdmsHEsZULsI2B_liV2-tsXZEa3D8FaA2JX6mAGlJpSeU0knBH1yzYy1CO__eaW5WzMDPEa_DbQULffF8Lz7IAm1T1UNmnTShmeXp08NoT7HsnWihgOr-z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0yjpmN1ulc/THpTg2xXopI/AAAAAAAABTo/wcT9zj_BMbY/s320/OgAAAFrdmsHEsZULsI2B_liV2-tsXZEa3D8FaA2JX6mAGlJpSeU0knBH1yzYy1CO__eaW5WzMDPEa_DbQULffF8Lz7IAm1T1UNmnTShmeXp08NoT7HsnWihgOr-z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Vivendo na caatinga, um ambiente castigado pela escassez de chuvas e aridez, o sertanejo é um bravo homem da terra. Poucas civilizações no mundo conseguiriam alcançar o feito dessa gente corajosa. O sertão, com seus ventos bíblicos, calmarias pesadas e noites frias, impressiona. Cortado por veredas e árvores retorcidas em desespero, todo ele são monótonos caminhos ressequidos. As “pueiras”, lagoas mortas, de aspecto lúgubre, são o único oásis do sertanejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fonte: Brasil Cultura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-8416536690322733200?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/8416536690322733200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=8416536690322733200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8416536690322733200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8416536690322733200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-sertanejo.html' title='O sertanejo'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0yjpmN1ulc/THpTg2xXopI/AAAAAAAABTo/wcT9zj_BMbY/s72-c/OgAAAFrdmsHEsZULsI2B_liV2-tsXZEa3D8FaA2JX6mAGlJpSeU0knBH1yzYy1CO__eaW5WzMDPEa_DbQULffF8Lz7IAm1T1UNmnTShmeXp08NoT7HsnWihgOr-z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-5974530224924990403</id><published>2010-07-20T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:28:31.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missionários da Paz evangelizando no Sertão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TEXIsyp2vLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FoNZ6f-1aHw/s1600/OAAAALYEWIxSEMyF6MR8L4GO3o_Z5jRoN3wopXlaFCmov0DCyyDq9kX6-HEPm9RNZnT0KyWY7v5oq4i-gms7KAcbOB0Am1T1UAKcZb0COrQXrNuFMnQmjHANiAj_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TEXIsyp2vLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FoNZ6f-1aHw/s400/OAAAALYEWIxSEMyF6MR8L4GO3o_Z5jRoN3wopXlaFCmov0DCyyDq9kX6-HEPm9RNZnT0KyWY7v5oq4i-gms7KAcbOB0Am1T1UAKcZb0COrQXrNuFMnQmjHANiAj_.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A paróquia do Senhor do Bonfim, na cidade de Xique- Xique, deu início no dia 19 de julho&amp;nbsp; ao trabalho missionário,&amp;nbsp;de levar JESUS CRISTO aos lares das pessoas. &lt;b&gt;AS SANTAS MISSÕES POPULARES&lt;/b&gt;, nome como&amp;nbsp;é conhecido,&amp;nbsp;acontece até o dia 25 de julho e tem o intuíto de visitar as comunidades ribeirinhas e evangelizar seu povo. O tema escolhido este ano foi "Anunciaremos teu Reino, Senhor, de justiça e paz!"&amp;nbsp;e foi escolhido devido a cidade ter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;vivido um período violência, onde várias vidas foram perdidas de forma brutal e desnecessária.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As preparações para as missões tiveram inicio em janeiro&amp;nbsp;,onde seus missionários visitaram&amp;nbsp; 25 comunidades no meio rural, e 9 no meio urbano, fazendo o levantamento&amp;nbsp;do número de famílias que habitam cada comunidade . Ao final das pré missões foram contabilizados o número de católicos residentes em todo o município de Xique-xique e foi feito o preparo das&amp;nbsp; famílias para o início das visitas missionárias que acontece neste periodo de julho.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A abertura das Missões, aconteceu na Igreja Matriz do Senhor do Bonfim, na sede do município. E contou com a presença dos padres da paróquia local, do&amp;nbsp;Frei Luiz Flávio Cappio, arcebispo da arquidiocese de Barra- Ba,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;e outros padres e missionários vindos de outros estados e países, contabilizando uma média de 300 missionários engajados, no movimento de evangelização do povo Xique Xiquense.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As missões retornarão&amp;nbsp;ao município apenas em 2025, mas esperamos que até lá a semente da Paz plantada agora, possa germinar e render frutos em todos os lares por onde os missionários passaram.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lembramos, que em 2011 a cidade agraciada pela visita dos missionários da paz, será a cidade de Morpará- Bahia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fotografia : Edson Nogueira&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5974530224924990403?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5974530224924990403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5974530224924990403&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5974530224924990403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5974530224924990403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/07/inicio-das-santas-missoes-em-xique.html' title='Missionários da Paz evangelizando no Sertão'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TEXIsyp2vLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FoNZ6f-1aHw/s72-c/OAAAALYEWIxSEMyF6MR8L4GO3o_Z5jRoN3wopXlaFCmov0DCyyDq9kX6-HEPm9RNZnT0KyWY7v5oq4i-gms7KAcbOB0Am1T1UAKcZb0COrQXrNuFMnQmjHANiAj_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-9048426923640839406</id><published>2010-07-15T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:05:20.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pintor pelas inspirações do Velho Chico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E a cada novo mergulho, uma nova descoberta, um novo prazer e contentamento por conhecer tantas figuras ilustres e talentosas que vivem e sobrevivem as margens do Velho Chico. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TD_C0giDDGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/G3UY1NVgtfQ/s1600/OgAAAGr3e5IieRSkaOyOAsWGphY6wjRN32W5DU9BAqVAraW5zQtThswGkUr7IkW--wQKh43-ts4fEkENzKXkpuCvInsAm1T1UKXO0RWdSa6mRSy8ygAMBDlXglX5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TD_C0giDDGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/G3UY1NVgtfQ/s200/OgAAAGr3e5IieRSkaOyOAsWGphY6wjRN32W5DU9BAqVAraW5zQtThswGkUr7IkW--wQKh43-ts4fEkENzKXkpuCvInsAm1T1UKXO0RWdSa6mRSy8ygAMBDlXglX5.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem é ele?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;José Fernando de Oliveira Queiroz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;36 anos e é natural da cidade de Barra - BA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Profissão: Artista- Pintor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;em&gt;É difícil falar de nós mesmo, mas sou uma pessoa que sempre procura entender o próximo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fernando Queiroz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENTREVISTA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly-&lt;/strong&gt; Como e quando surgiu seu interesse pela pintura?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando-&lt;/strong&gt; Como todos os artistas desde criança já amava o desenho a pintura já sonhava com paisagens &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly-&lt;/strong&gt; Você acha que seu trabalho tem o valor que merece? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando-&lt;/strong&gt; O valor começa com o próprio artista ele tem que passar essa convicção claro reconhecendo suas limitações eu posso falar que graças a Deus que estou sendo valorizado com meu trabalho &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly-&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Qual a sua inspiração para as suas produções artística? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando-&lt;/strong&gt; Meus temas são inspirados em cenas reais a vida do povo ribeirinho e seu modo de vida e costumes,lavadeiras, pescadores e demais cenas que mostram vida do homem do sertão.Eu procuro no meu trabalho, mostrar aspectos simples da vida humana. Meus personagens demonstram, que apesar das dificuldades inerentes a existência, a vida continua. Renoir disse um dia que a vida já tinha muita coisa horrível pra serem mostradas. Eu me apego a esta verdade eu acho que a arte é pra dar conforto e esperança as pessoas. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly&lt;/strong&gt;- Quanto custa em média seus quadros &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando&lt;/strong&gt;- Depende do tamanho e da composição os valores variam muito. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly-&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Qual a sua obra de maior orgulho até hoje? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando&lt;/strong&gt;- Tem varias, mas posso citar entre elas as telas Raízes, fim da temporada de pesca, Fim de tarde, O barquinho, pesca farta, Os ciganos ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly-&lt;/strong&gt; Seus anseios para o futuro &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando&lt;/strong&gt;-Ver meu trabalho em grandes galerias e sendo valorizado entre os marchands, pois isso é o objetivo de quase todo artista. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly&lt;/strong&gt;- Onde já expôs seu trabalho até hoje &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando&lt;/strong&gt;- Em pequenas galerias em Salvador exposição no banco do Brasil em algumas cidades do interior da Bahia e em uma revista dedicada a pintura &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly-&lt;/strong&gt; Qual a técnica que vc usa pra pintar? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando&lt;/strong&gt;- È pincelada solta toques rápidos pintura que funciona se olhada a certa distância, ou seja, Impressionismo puro! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly&lt;/strong&gt;- Fernando Queiroz, tem Ídolos?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando&lt;/strong&gt;-Vários o Impressionismo Francês, Monet,Pissarro,Sysley a Escola de Barbizon e pintores como Emile Gruppé,Dan Gerhartz,Foster Caddel,Scott Burdick,Paul Strisik alista é enorme..&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0sBjjMhZzY/Tau_05Ym5WI/AAAAAAAAAgU/sSd8gBUEyro/s1600/OgAAAL5no1ndmHgWeVW4-Ob6ll2Pnw7HHioFfgd8k4jtO9_XAqRY--tOTtyLnKCIJ52VsH0w4h6zart3DGrNQ_BE2CEAm1T1UA7LuTFrhV4WmoJmBg562GQDF4gg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0sBjjMhZzY/Tau_05Ym5WI/AAAAAAAAAgU/sSd8gBUEyro/s400/OgAAAL5no1ndmHgWeVW4-Ob6ll2Pnw7HHioFfgd8k4jtO9_XAqRY--tOTtyLnKCIJ52VsH0w4h6zart3DGrNQ_BE2CEAm1T1UA7LuTFrhV4WmoJmBg562GQDF4gg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A palavra Sertão tem origem durante a colonização do Brasil pelos portugueses. Ao saírem do litoral brasileiro e se interiorizarem, perceberam uma grande diferença climática nessa região semi-árida. Por isso a chamavam de "desertão", ocasionado pelo clima quente e seco. Logo, essa denominação foi sendo entendida como "de sertão", ficando apenas a palavra Sertão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;primeiro processo do país de interiorização ocorreu nessa região, entre os séculos XVI e XVII, com o deslocamento da criação de gado do litoral, devido à pressão exercida pela expansão da lavoura de cana-de-açúcar, que era o principal produto de exportação da economia colonial. A área foi conquistada por povoadores com escassos recursos e o desenvolvimento da pecuária possibilitou o desbravamento nos sertões. Os caminhos de boiadas assim criados permitiram a articulação e o intercâmbio entre o litoral nordestino e o interior, dando origem a diversas cidades. O rio São Francisco constituiu uma via natural de entrada para o Sertão, ampliando a extensão da área envolvida nessas trocas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-1672829773469236575?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/1672829773469236575/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=1672829773469236575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1672829773469236575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1672829773469236575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/07/sertao-o-que-e.html' title='Sertão- O que é ?!'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0sBjjMhZzY/Tau_05Ym5WI/AAAAAAAAAgU/sSd8gBUEyro/s72-c/OgAAAL5no1ndmHgWeVW4-Ob6ll2Pnw7HHioFfgd8k4jtO9_XAqRY--tOTtyLnKCIJ52VsH0w4h6zart3DGrNQ_BE2CEAm1T1UA7LuTFrhV4WmoJmBg562GQDF4gg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-7295201363375192348</id><published>2010-06-05T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:15:37.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pela preservação da vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Exdrd8zokwQ/TaxHH-qZgeI/AAAAAAAAAgc/afDrZCsrLhk/s1600/8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Exdrd8zokwQ/TaxHH-qZgeI/AAAAAAAAAgc/afDrZCsrLhk/s400/8.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segundo relatório da ONU- Organização das nações Unidas, &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;apenas 2,5% da água existente no mundo é doce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e mais de um sexto da população mundial, ou o equivalente a 1,1 bilhão de pessoas, não tem acesso ao fornecimento desta água.E destes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;2,5% de água doce existentes no mundo, apenas 0,4% estão disponíveis em rios, lagos e lençois subterrâneos. E estes índices tendem a piorar se algo não for feito com urgência.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neste meu mergulho por entre as águas do meu amigo "Velho Chico", e ao observar&amp;nbsp;a sua realidade&amp;nbsp;tenho me deparado com algumas informações que muito me preocupa&amp;nbsp;a sobrevivência do rio&amp;nbsp;nestes seus 500 anos de vida, castigado pela exploração e desatenção, tanto dos poderes públicos quanto dos nossos moradores ribeirinhos.A questão se agrava quando consideramos o estado de degradação das matas ciliares em toda a extensão do rio, e o assoreamento de seu leito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A nossa bacia Franciscana é algo singular e de uma complexidade hídrica enorme, com&amp;nbsp;grande extensão navegável, que beneficia nada mais nada menos que 15 milhões de pessoas, que se não ficarem atentas para mudanças de hábitos e a reeducação ambiental, pode sofrer danos irreparáveis. E já que lutar pela vida do rio é lutar pela nossa vida, juntos somos mais fortes. E algo pode e deve ser feito com urgência para evitar a morte lenta e sofrida da bacia do São Francisco.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nas últimas décadas, o São Francisco já perdeu três dos 16 afluentes perenes. Os rios Verde Grande, Salitre e Ipanema tornaram-se temporários, reduzindo o volume de água disponível para navegação, irrigação, pesca e geração de energia. Os três rios deixaram de ser permanentes por causa da ação devastadora de siderúrgicas de Minas Gerais e mineradoras baianas – que utilizavam a mata ciliar na produção de carvão. Além disso, há a poluição provocada pelas cidades. Para se ter uma idéia deste absurdo, temos o mau exemplo de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Belo Horizonte, situada na bacia do São Francisco, castiga o principal afluente do Velho Chico, o Rio das Velhas, com o &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lançamento de esgotos de uma população superior a 4 milhões de habitantes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; E muitas cidades ribeirinhas seguem este exemplo já que&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;muitas cidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; ainda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;não têm sistema de tratamento de esgoto e&amp;nbsp; indústrias, despejando toda sujeira no seu leito. Agricultores usam e abusam de agrotóxicos nas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;plantações as margens do rio e esse veneno também é conduzido para as águas do São Francisco.O&lt;/span&gt; desmatamento, além de contribuir para secas constantes nas nascentes do São Francisco e de seus afluentes, provoca a queda de barrancas e, conseqüentemente, e o acúmulo de terra no leito. O&amp;nbsp;que resulta na dificuldade de&amp;nbsp; navegação, pois muitas ilhas já estão formadas em seu percurso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faça por você, faça pela sua vida, pela vida de quem dá vida há 15 milhões de habitantes que se beneficiam de forma direta destas águas franciscanas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"LUTAR PELA VIDA DO RIO É LUTAR PELA VIDA DO POVO". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;( D.Cappio)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-7295201363375192348?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/7295201363375192348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=7295201363375192348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7295201363375192348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7295201363375192348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/06/luta-pela-preservacao-do-velho-chico.html' title='Pela preservação da vida'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Exdrd8zokwQ/TaxHH-qZgeI/AAAAAAAAAgc/afDrZCsrLhk/s72-c/8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-2155803014273678313</id><published>2010-06-04T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:15:32.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A comunidade ribeirinha de nome Xique- Xique.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Município de Xique-Xique fica situado na região do Vale do Rio São Francisco, pertencente à micro-região administrativa de Irecê e está localizada há 594 km de Salvador, capital do Estado da Bahia. Com uma população de 47.440 habitantes, distribuídas em 5.671,44 quilômetros quadrados.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A cidade teve seu surgimento no final do século XVII quando um grupo de garimpeiros da Serra do Assuruá chega a Ilha do Miradouro&lt;/b&gt; .Nesta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ilha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;surge o primeiro núcleo populacional da futura cidade de Xique-Xique, tendo os habitantes construído a capela de Nossa Senhora Santa Ana, também conhecida como A Igreja da Ilha do Miradouro. E mais tarde transformou-se na vila Chique-Chique de Bom Jesus.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TAleKg7KeWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/CkCpNNrECbo/s1600/Assuru%C3%A1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TAleKg7KeWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/CkCpNNrECbo/s400/Assuru%C3%A1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No ano de 1975 a Vila passa a condição de povoado, sendo subordinada à justiça da Cidade da Bahia e, posteriormente, à jurisdição da Comarca de Jacobina. O município foi criado em 1982 quando passou a chamar-se Xique- Xique, escrita com “X” devido ao cacto de espinhos encontrado em abundância na cidade. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O município foi um importantíssimo centro quando da exploração de metais e pedras preciosas na Chapada Diamantina. Numa época em que as margens nordestinas do São Francisco se dividiam entre os impérios da Casa da Ponte e da Casa da Torre, no final do Século XVII e início do Século XVIII. Neste período, o São Francisco recebia o codinome de Rio dos Currais, pelo grande número de fazendas de gado às suas margens . E eram essas fazendas que supriam de alimentos os devoradores de ouro e diamantes da Chapada. Exatamente próximo a Xique- Xique passava a Estrada de Dona Joana, via de acesso dos mineradores aos alimentos do Velho Chico. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Rio São Francisco desempenha papel importante para os ribeirinhos locais, já que é fonte de alimento e água, além das terras férteis que suas margens oferecem para a agricultura. A maioria dos homens que vivem nas margens do rio São Francisco trabalha como barqueiros ou remeiros, artesãos, pescadores, agricultores e pecuaristas, sendo estas as principais formas de sustento do homem e da economia local, sendo cada atividade responsável por diferentes formas de geração de renda. Essas atividades são desenvolvidas no município desde o seu surgimento e faz parte da cultura e das tradições locais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A cidade também sofreu as conseqüências da enchente das águas do São Francisco no ano de 1979, quando as suas águas se elevaram ao nível máximo de 10 metros acima de seu nível normal, devido a construção da Barragem de Sobradinho quando o governo prometia que as enchentes seriam controladas, e atingiu todas as cidades ribeirinhas, inclusive Xique- Xique causando muito sofrimento e prejuízo para um município que ainda se encontrava em construção .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A cheia de 79 cobriu as margens do rio por 90 dias. Quem tinha algo a perder por baixo da água não precisava voltar pra buscar, ela levou tudo, mas também trouxe muito. Muita coragem pra se reconstruir e reerguer.A enchente obrigou a construção de um novo cais de proteção das cheias do rio, ao lado das galerias, pelo lado da cidade, onde funciona o centro de abastecimento comercial. Um lago artificial recebe as águas pluviais que são bombeadas para o rio, protegendo as estruturas da cidade das grandes enchentes. A construção da represa de Sobradinho, e a conseqüente formação do seu lago mudou completamente a vida da pacata Xique-Xique e da sua população. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A economia do município modificou-se bastante, tendo ampliado muito a sua área irrigada, fazendo crescer a produção agrícola e elevando a cidade a maior produtora de cebola e melancia da região de médio São Francisco, e grande produtora de tomate,feijão e mamona .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Atualmente parte do território Xique- Xiquense, conta com a construção de um projeto de irrigação, que promete ser o maior do estado; O Projeto Baixio de Irecê, onde terá 210.000 hectares de ótimos solos irrigados com as águas do São Francisco a partir do bombeamento do lago de Sobradinho, onde reina a esperança de a cidade progredir na sua economia agrícola e se tornar um grande exportador de frutas e verduras .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-2155803014273678313?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/2155803014273678313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;FOTO do monumento do Nego D'ÁGUA em Juazeiro Ba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://polianapinheiro18.podomatic.com/entry/2010-06-02T04_41_06-07_00"&gt;http://polianapinheiro18.podOmatic.com/entry/2010-06-02T04_41_06-07_00&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clique no Play e escute a história lendária do Nego d'água e suas travessuras.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Texto e narração Poly Pinheiro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-9216342335369376533?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/TAZGTjwYqCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xiWvuGIurIE/s72-c/nego+d%27agua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-8230292737775881667</id><published>2010-05-25T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:11:18.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirações</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saudades do meu sertão &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No meu sertão é assim;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida tem mais poesia &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O luar tem mais melancolia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O céu tem mais estrelas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E a vida segue em devaneios e rimas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais pura e singela&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Com vigor e saúde,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por entre os arbustos e vales &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tudo reflete beleza e virtude&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pela santa plenitude.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No sertão tem virtude&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nas histórias contadas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nos versos rimados&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E nos poetas populares &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E de janeiro a janeiro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tem poesia e violeiro"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-8230292737775881667?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/8230292737775881667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=8230292737775881667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8230292737775881667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/8230292737775881667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/inspiracoes_25.html' title='Inspirações'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-2650447174505341663</id><published>2010-05-23T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:29:14.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O maior peixe de água doce- SURUBIM e a sua deliciosa moqueca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_lUcXHL-fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/OPvERNCx62A/s1600/OgAAAJVTbK6C_BX1CEchsbe-LpqrJhdSL4oHriPQv_xfvoAy_QKqZ3EmIbsS1QXfKIUb5SIL4lGjb-sjM-y0T59pW-UAm1T1UFn9InjgGWalT2tnpQLrq89NcTmw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_lUcXHL-fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/OPvERNCx62A/s400/OgAAAJVTbK6C_BX1CEchsbe-LpqrJhdSL4oHriPQv_xfvoAy_QKqZ3EmIbsS1QXfKIUb5SIL4lGjb-sjM-y0T59pW-UAm1T1UFn9InjgGWalT2tnpQLrq89NcTmw.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pescador exibe sua pescaria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_ldhvc4ZaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/EKmrIf_6iIg/s1600/moqueca_capixaba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_ldhvc4ZaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/EKmrIf_6iIg/s320/moqueca_capixaba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;MOQUECA DE SURUBIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A moqueca de Surubim te sua origem Afro Brasileira, e é um dos pratos mais típicos da região do São Francisco, a receita se faz com o principal peixe do Velho Chico,o Surubim&amp;nbsp;cortado em postas e regado ao dendê e leite de côco. Em algumas regiões ainda acrescenta- se&amp;nbsp;o camarão fresco, o que dá um ar mais sofisticado ao prato e divesifica o seu sabor. A moqueca acompanha com um pirão feito de farinha de mandioca&amp;nbsp;com caldo&amp;nbsp;retirado da &amp;nbsp;moqueca, um arroz branco também serve bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Vale a pena experimentar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOTOS: Retirada da internet e não tinha os créditos dos seus respectivos fotografos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4f4f4;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4f4f4;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-2650447174505341663?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/2650447174505341663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=2650447174505341663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2650447174505341663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2650447174505341663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-maior-peixe-de-agua-doce-surubim.html' title='O maior peixe de água doce- SURUBIM e a sua deliciosa moqueca'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_lUcXHL-fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/OPvERNCx62A/s72-c/OgAAAJVTbK6C_BX1CEchsbe-LpqrJhdSL4oHriPQv_xfvoAy_QKqZ3EmIbsS1QXfKIUb5SIL4lGjb-sjM-y0T59pW-UAm1T1UFn9InjgGWalT2tnpQLrq89NcTmw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-4984272825442329785</id><published>2010-05-19T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:41:25.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um momento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_S_zoWXxVI/AAAAAAAAATg/fp0YYxQCIJU/s1600/DSC_0306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_S_zoWXxVI/AAAAAAAAATg/fp0YYxQCIJU/s320/DSC_0306.JPG" width="248" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Sertão. Sabe o senhor: sertão é onde o pensamento da gente se forma mais forte do que o poder do lugar”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(GUIMARÃES ROSA, 2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-4984272825442329785?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/4984272825442329785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=4984272825442329785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/4984272825442329785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/4984272825442329785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/um-momento.html' title='Um momento'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_S_zoWXxVI/AAAAAAAAATg/fp0YYxQCIJU/s72-c/DSC_0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-2755911539553780785</id><published>2010-05-19T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:34:55.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um registro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_S7bXLZvQI/AAAAAAAAATI/zZG3dCX4UXI/s1600/DSC_0381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_S7bXLZvQI/AAAAAAAAATI/zZG3dCX4UXI/s320/DSC_0381.JPG" width="213" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma rua, um lugar, uma oficina,e que fique bem claro, é só de bicicleta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coisas que encontramos em poucos lugares do mundo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-2755911539553780785?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/2755911539553780785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=2755911539553780785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2755911539553780785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2755911539553780785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/um-registro.html' title='Um registro'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_S7bXLZvQI/AAAAAAAAATI/zZG3dCX4UXI/s72-c/DSC_0381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3768427570472347174</id><published>2010-05-18T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:26:43.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tipicamente Sertanejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_NURVE0mtI/AAAAAAAAASY/P403kkxyfyE/s1600/rrrr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_NURVE0mtI/AAAAAAAAASY/P403kkxyfyE/s400/rrrr.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A maioria dos homens que vivem nas margens do Rio São Francisco trabalha como barqueiros ou remeiros, artesãos, pescadores, agricultores e pecuaristas, sendo estas as principais formas de sustento do homem e da economia local,&amp;nbsp;e cada atividade é &amp;nbsp;responsável por diferentes formas de geração de renda. Essas atividades são desenvolvidas no Vale há séculos, e fazem parte da cultura e das tradições locais. Desta forma, o sertanejo ribeirinho do Velho Chico vence, dia-a-dia, as adversidades sociais e ambientais e constrói uma cultura rica em crendices populares, buscando amenizar a secura do solo e a quentura do vento através das águas do Velho Chico. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3768427570472347174?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3768427570472347174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3768427570472347174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3768427570472347174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3768427570472347174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/tipicamente-sertanejo.html' title='Tipicamente Sertanejo'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_NURVE0mtI/AAAAAAAAASY/P403kkxyfyE/s72-c/rrrr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-6173072504482872797</id><published>2010-05-18T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:57:31.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre o Rio São Francisco em sua extensão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_KhZd42nrI/AAAAAAAAARw/kWdGyXsZsaA/s1600/DSC_0268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_KhZd42nrI/AAAAAAAAARw/kWdGyXsZsaA/s400/DSC_0268.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os índios o chamavam de Opará, que em Tupi Guarani quer dizer, Rio-Mar&lt;/strong&gt;, rio tão grande quanto o mar. E o Velho Chico, é considerado o maior rio 100% brasileiro, ele nasce na Serra da Canastra, em Chapadão do Zagaia, Minas Gerais. E é responsável por disponibilizar 2/3 de água doce para a Região Nordeste, além de ocupar 8% do território brasileiro, estendendo-se também pelos estados de Goiás, Bahia, Pernambuco, Sergipe, Alagoas e o Distrito Federal. Com uma extensão de 2.700 quilômetros, o rio atravessa Bahia e Pernambuco no sentido Sul-Norte, e quando modifica seu curso para Leste, chega ao Oceano Atlântico pela divisa entre Alagoas e Sergipe, na cidade de Penedo. São ao todo 504 municípios distribuídos ao longo da Bacia do São Francisco, e cinqüenta e oito por cento do seu curso, corta o coração do sertão nordestino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Falar sobre o Velho Chico em sua geografia é uma tarefa importante para entender a sua importância entre as comunidades ribeirinhas, e para adquirir noção do seu tamanho e de suas potencialidades. O Vale do São Francisco chega a ser maior do que Portugal e França juntos, equivalendo ao tamanho da Bacia do Colorado, e tem como afluentes o rio Verde Grande, Salitre, Carinhanha e Grande . E está dividido em alto, médio, submédio e baixo São Francisco, a sua bacia ocupa uma área total de 640.000 quilômetros quadrados. Neste contexto, cerca de 14 milhões de pessoas habitam essa área e produzem uma vasta rede de relações com o rio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-6173072504482872797?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/6173072504482872797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=6173072504482872797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/6173072504482872797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/6173072504482872797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/sobre-o-rio-sao-francisco-em-sua.html' title='Sobre o Rio São Francisco em sua extensão'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S_KhZd42nrI/AAAAAAAAARw/kWdGyXsZsaA/s72-c/DSC_0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-213633627472423872</id><published>2010-05-12T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T17:48:50.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O homem do São Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-qyv2JD8wI/AAAAAAAAARg/DtNF-I4prKg/s1600/DSC_0235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-qyv2JD8wI/AAAAAAAAARg/DtNF-I4prKg/s320/DSC_0235.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto: Poly Pinheiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-213633627472423872?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/213633627472423872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=213633627472423872&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/213633627472423872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/213633627472423872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/os-ribeirinhos-do-sao-francisco.html' title='O homem do São Francisco'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-qyv2JD8wI/AAAAAAAAARg/DtNF-I4prKg/s72-c/DSC_0235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-7449254841978618433</id><published>2010-05-11T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:08:49.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Sertanejo é, antes de tudo, UM FORTE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-lwtb1FYlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/wX2flSljAFE/s1600/DSC_0398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-lwtb1FYlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/wX2flSljAFE/s320/DSC_0398.JPG" tt="true" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.Não tem o raquitismo exaustivo dos mestiços neurastênicos do litoral. A aparência, entretanto, ao primeiro lance de vista, revela o contrário. Falta-lhe a plástica impecável, o desempeno, a estrutura corretíssima das organizações atléticas. É desgracioso, desengonçado, torto... Caminhando, mesmo a passo rápido, não traça trajetória retilínea e firme. Avança celeremente, num bambolear característico, de que parecem ser o traço geométrico os meandros das trilhas sertanejas. E se na marcha estaca pelo motivo mais vulgar, para enrolar um cigarro, bater o isqueiro, ou travar ligeira conversa com um amigo, cai logo - cai é o termo - de cócoras, atravessando largo tempo numa posição de equilíbrio instável, em que todo o seu corpo fica suspenso pelos dedos grandes dos pés, sentado sobre os calcanhares, com uma simplicidade a um tempo ridícula e adorável&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trecho do Livro :OS SERTÕES, Euclides da Cunha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-7449254841978618433?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/7449254841978618433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=7449254841978618433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7449254841978618433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7449254841978618433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-sertanejo-e-antes-de-tudo-um-forte.html' title='O Sertanejo é, antes de tudo, UM FORTE!!'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-lwtb1FYlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/wX2flSljAFE/s72-c/DSC_0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-6753405113502684677</id><published>2010-05-10T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:54:55.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As carrancas do São Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-f3uBAne_I/AAAAAAAAARI/ue94UOXaO1k/s1600/carranca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-f3uBAne_I/AAAAAAAAARI/ue94UOXaO1k/s320/carranca.jpg" tt="true" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As carrancas são manifestações&amp;nbsp; da arte popular brasileira que desenvolveu-se na região do rio São Francisco, por artistas populares denominados carranqueiros. As&amp;nbsp; carrancas&amp;nbsp;do São Francisco,é&amp;nbsp;um&amp;nbsp;símbolo típico desta cultura&amp;nbsp; franciscana e&amp;nbsp;é um tipo de arte única no mundo, feita pelos entalhadores atendendo aos sentimentos e fantasias dos barqueiros que precisam espantar os seres míticos e lendários que permeiam o imaginário lúdico dos ribeirinhos e para a criação de uma identidade própria para as embarcações que navegavam pelo rio São Francisco, artistas esculpiam enfeites de proa. Esses elementos de decoração sempre representavam uma escultura de cabeça e pescoço de alguma figura, que misturava traços humanos com traços animais e apresentava uma expressão de figura mitológica indeterminada e de grande impacto, dando origem à arte das carrancas. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje, essa arte popularizou-se. Podemos encontrar as carrancas não apenas nas proas das embarcações do São Francisco, como simples enfeite, mas tornou-se um disputado elemento de decoração e parte do acervo de museus nacionais e estrangeiros, sendo suas peças de grande valor de comercialização para turistas. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Atualmente, a Carranca,esse personagem de olhos vermelhos e dentes grandes não é apenas uma crendice, mas ganhou grande circulação comercial.Quanto ao aspecto econômico pode-se dizer que o surgimento dessas figuras horripilantes de aspecto grosseiro, talhadas em madeira, tenha sido um dos mais relevantes motivos para a emancipação comercial, política e social da região do Médio São Francisco. As carrancas dos barcos do Vale do São Francisco hoje perderam sua função inicial de proteção das embarcações contra perigos concretos e imaginados do percurso do rio por uma função de peça de comércio artesanal .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-6753405113502684677?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/6753405113502684677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=6753405113502684677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/6753405113502684677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/6753405113502684677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-carrancas-do-sao-francisco.html' title='As carrancas do São Francisco'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S-f3uBAne_I/AAAAAAAAARI/ue94UOXaO1k/s72-c/carranca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-5990484987389076624</id><published>2010-04-28T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:48:11.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serra de Gentio do Ouro/ no site Mineiro Serra do Espinhaço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9id032hiAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/xw9SoJFLcQs/s1600/cc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9id032hiAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/xw9SoJFLcQs/s400/cc.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FOTO:POLY PINHEIRO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-5990484987389076624?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/5990484987389076624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=5990484987389076624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5990484987389076624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/5990484987389076624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/04/serra-de-gentil-do-ouro-no-site-mineiro.html' title='Serra de Gentio do Ouro/ no site Mineiro Serra do Espinhaço'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9id032hiAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/xw9SoJFLcQs/s72-c/cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-2249982060117671053</id><published>2010-04-28T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:28:22.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saiu em "Os Chicos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9icZGvm9nI/AAAAAAAAAPY/g9u5IOEZCEU/s1600/vvvvvvvvvv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9icZGvm9nI/AAAAAAAAAPY/g9u5IOEZCEU/s400/vvvvvvvvvv.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Prtinsc do site oficial dos Chicos/fotografia de Poly Pinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Xique-Xique recentemente recebeu a visita dos mineiros,o jornalista Gustavo Nolasco e o fotógrafo Leo Drumond,na documentação da cultura oral das comunidades do rio São Francisco,em busca de personagens que compõe esse cenário franciscano.Eles passaram por Xique-Xique,em busca dos "Chicos" e "Chicas" que fazem desse rio, um mar de boas e apaixonantes histórias.que envolve lendas folcloricas,fonte geradora de renda,cultura singular e pessoas das mais diversas raças e credos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Chico Xique-Xiquense,escolhido para esse documento,foi alguém que eu conheci e tive a satisfação de indicar como uma fonte singular de boas histórias a ser revelada,Sr.Chico de Né.(que é do povoado de Marreca velha,mas mora atualmente na sede do município).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agradecemos aos Chicos Mineiros pela homenagem aos nossos ribeirinhos,e pela divulgação do nosso trabalho em seu site http://www.oschicos.com.br/blog/?p=611.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desejamos lhes bom trabalho e boa sorte nessa magnifica caminhada pela universo franciscano.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-2249982060117671053?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/2249982060117671053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=2249982060117671053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2249982060117671053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/2249982060117671053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/04/saiu-em-os-chicos.html' title='Saiu em &quot;Os Chicos&quot;'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9icZGvm9nI/AAAAAAAAAPY/g9u5IOEZCEU/s72-c/vvvvvvvvvv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-7696614626703638188</id><published>2010-04-24T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T18:58:40.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saiu no site Mineiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9Ogei5DOoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wwYisp9Myns/s1600/print.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9Ogei5DOoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wwYisp9Myns/s400/print.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cidade de Xique-Xique,foto Poly Pinheiro. http://www.serradoespinhaco.com.br/xique-xique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-7696614626703638188?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/7696614626703638188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=7696614626703638188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7696614626703638188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/7696614626703638188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/04/parceiros.html' title='Saiu no site Mineiro'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9Ogei5DOoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wwYisp9Myns/s72-c/print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3692437048154747503</id><published>2010-04-22T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:14:09.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os índios Trucá do Vale do São Francisco/e a lenda da origem do velho Chico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9A9OhUnrrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tuCPTA-9ORE/s1600/%C3%ADndio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9A9OhUnrrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tuCPTA-9ORE/s320/%C3%ADndio.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Acredita-se que há muito tempo atrás, no fundo no coração da Serra da Canastra em Minas Gerais,Brasil, existia uma jovem índia muito bonita chamada Iati. Naquele tempo de guerra entre as tribos do inteRior, o amante de Iati foi chamado para defender o território ocupado por seu povo contra os invasores. Mas, os invasores eram muitos, com grandes poderes e munição, e os guerreiros índios pereceram nas entranhas profundas da floresta.Iati, triste e só, continuou chorado abundantemente até os últimos dias de sua vida. Suas lágrima desesperadas formaram a cachoeira cujas águas seguem os passos dos guerreiros, formando o grande mar de Rio, conhecidos pelos índios de então como Opará, e assim hoje se conhece a Lenda do Rio de São Francisco formado pelas lágrimas de Iati.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Foto retirada da internet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Os Truká são indígenas, vivendo nas ilhas próximas a Cabrobó. Além dos Truká, existem 17 outras tribos indígenas vivendo ao longo do Rio São Francisco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3692437048154747503?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3692437048154747503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3692437048154747503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3692437048154747503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3692437048154747503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/04/os-indios-truca-do-vale-do-sao.html' title='Os índios Trucá do Vale do São Francisco/e a lenda da origem do velho Chico'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S9A9OhUnrrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tuCPTA-9ORE/s72-c/%C3%ADndio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-4413958357159251355</id><published>2010-04-21T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:23:20.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um poeta Xique-Xiquense homenageia os 50 anos de Brasília</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem é ele?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;assemiro Machado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Neto&lt;/span&gt;, 66 anos de idade,professor&amp;nbsp;de magistério há&amp;nbsp;43 anos&amp;nbsp;,escritor com&amp;nbsp;cinco livros&amp;nbsp;publicados e&amp;nbsp;outros seis livros aguardam publicação.Seu&amp;nbsp;nome&amp;nbsp;consta no 'Dicionário de Autores Baianos',é&amp;nbsp; membro da &lt;b&gt;Academia de Letras de Xique-Xique&lt;/b&gt;. O setor de Cultura da Bahia o colocou na coleção de 15 volumes sobre Cultura Baiana, publicado há cinco anos, como um dos representantes da cultura&amp;nbsp; Xique-Xiquense. O Campus&amp;nbsp;da Univesridade do Estado da Bahia&amp;nbsp;- UNEB, em Xique-Xique, colocou seu nome em sua Biblioteca setorial.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Memórias&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seu livro 'Ecos Esparsos', com 45 poemetos, todos escritos em Brasília,&amp;nbsp;entre 1976 e 1979, publicado na cidade de Xique-Xique, sertão da Bahia, para&amp;nbsp;onde se mudou em agosto de 1979, forçado por problemas familiares, teve&amp;nbsp;apresentação do jornalista, poeta e escritor Bruno Matarazzo Gargiulo.&amp;nbsp;A segunda edição desse trabalho foi publicada em setembro de 1998,&amp;nbsp;também em Xique-Xique. Está esgotado desde o ano 2000.&amp;nbsp;Depois publicou 'Um Sorriso Novo', quarenta poemetos.Escreveu 'Senhor do Bonfim e Bom Jesus de Chique-Chique' - que é a a História de Xique-Xique Esse livro tem 316 páginas e 180 fotos preto-e-branco e coloridas. Edição esgotada desde 2000.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em abril de 2000 editou 'Memória Viva de Chique-Chique', com 180 perfis&amp;nbsp;biográficos de personalidades que 'fizeram' a História de Xique-Xique.Em novembro de 2008 lançou o quinto livro, 'Geração Letras', espécie de&amp;nbsp;documento registrando a formatura da primeira turma de licenciandos em&amp;nbsp;Letras do Campus local da Universidade do Estado da Bahia - UNEB.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Atualmente&amp;nbsp;está em vias de preparação final a segunda edição do&amp;nbsp;terceiro livro&amp;nbsp;(Senhor do Bonfim e Bom Jesus de Chique-Chique), agora com 886 páginas e&amp;nbsp;mais de 300 fotos históricas.O segundo e o terceiro volumes de Memória Viva de Chique-Chique se acham em ponto de publicação, somando mais de 600 perfis biográficos dos&amp;nbsp;construtores' da História de Xique-Xique.Cassemiro Neto,conhecido como &amp;nbsp;"professor Cassemiro",ainda ministra aulas&amp;nbsp;no sistema estadual de educação da Bahia, onde se encontra prestes a se&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;aposentar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;SONHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alguns sonhos que almeja transformar em realidade: voltar a residir em Brasília; fazer o curso de Direito e de Jornalismo, apesar dos seus 66 anos de idade. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desabafo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vejo todos os dias o Jornal de Brasília, como fazia todas as manhãs quando&amp;nbsp;trabalhava na CODEVASF - que se situava na época no Setor Bancário Norte&amp;nbsp;(próximo do Teatro Nacional) e descia do ônibus de Taguatinga Sul, onde morei tantos anos; ao descer da bela (era bela) Estação Rodoviária do Plano&amp;nbsp;Piloto, diirigia-me à banca de jornais e comprava meu exemplar desse jornal&amp;nbsp;(filho de O Popular, de Goiânia, da família Câmara) e saía lendo e&amp;nbsp;completava a leitura na hora do almoço, todos os dais da semana. Sábado e domingo comprava-o em Taguatinga.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desculpem-me (sou baiano) por escrever demais!Parabéns ao Jornal de Brasília pela iniciativa!&amp;nbsp;Parabéns a minha maravilhosa e doce Brasília - da qual estou exilado&amp;nbsp;involuntariamente há mais de 30 anos, mas que desejo sair desta vida daqui a&amp;nbsp;muitos anos, aí nesta cidade que me encanta!&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,(Cassemiro Machado Neto).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poema:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;CIDADE AZUL COM HORIZONTE DE ANIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cassimiro Machado Neto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;23.08.1976.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade menina, filha eterna do Planalto;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje o mundo a te se inclina e te promove bem&amp;nbsp;alto!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade criança, de alma esplendorosa;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tu és perene festança, cada dia és mais&amp;nbsp;formosa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade céu, cantada em prosa e verso;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;De teu herói mausoléu, lição prá todo o&amp;nbsp;Universo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade ternura, no coração do país;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tens espaço com fartura, para crescer meu&amp;nbsp;Brasil!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade adulta, com um milhão de&amp;nbsp;pessoas;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje teu pai sepultas, enquanto teus sinos&amp;nbsp;soas!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília veraz paraíso, para quem gosta de ti;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só quem perdeu o juízo, pensa em mudar daqui!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade órfã, JK teu pai morreu;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ele que te abriu a porta ao progresso que hoje&amp;nbsp;é teu!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade bela, rainha de um povo herói;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sofres hoje a procela desta hora que te dói!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade azul com horizonte de anil;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beleza de norte a sul, no teu outono de abril!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade-amor, de povo alegre e feliz;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tua pureza é fervor, tua beleza é quem diz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade eterna, filha três de JK;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tua glória é superna, no Globo não há rival&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília hospitaleira, és a mais bela cidade;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em tudo tu és primeira, és do Brasil vaidade!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade heróica, deste país varonil;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marcas uma era estóica no progresso do Brasil!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasília cidade turística de modelar escultura&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arrojada obra artística, de rara arquitetura!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brasília cidade rainha em um pais de esplendor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tu és a cidade minha, tu és capital do amor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brasília, um dia te acordo, com olhos lindos&amp;nbsp;de amor,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Com o Brasil transformado em peça de eterno&amp;nbsp;valor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;POEMA PUBLICADO&lt;/b&gt;,no Jornal de Brasília&amp;nbsp;no dia 21 de abril,&lt;b&gt;cinquentenário da capital federal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-4413958357159251355?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-3360819676215791627</id><published>2010-04-17T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:25:10.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O sertanejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8pOkx6SBnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DOZFjOGHM60/s400/DSC_0321.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O sertão é do tamanho do mundo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sertão é dentro da gente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O sertão é sem lugar. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O sertão não tem janelas, nem portas. E a regra é assim: ou o senhor bendito governa o sertão, ou o sertão maldito vos governa. O sertão não chama ninguém às claras; mais, porém, se esconde e acena. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O sertão é uma espera enorme. Sertão: quem sabe dele é urubu, gavião, gaivota, esses pássaros: eles estão sempre no alto, apalpando ares com pendurado pé, com o olhar remedindo a alegria e as misérias todas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida é ingrata no macio de si; mas transtraz a esperança mesmo do meio do fel do desespero. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;João Guimarães Rosa,em Pilulas do grande sertão&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3360819676215791627?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3360819676215791627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3360819676215791627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3360819676215791627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3360819676215791627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-sertanejo.html' title='O sertanejo'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8pOkx6SBnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DOZFjOGHM60/s72-c/DSC_0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-1605306137270285886</id><published>2010-04-16T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:05:44.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida e obra de um artista local</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bate Papo com um artista Xique-Xiquerrímo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Poly Pinheiro Entrevista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8iY2Lo_5RI/AAAAAAAAALc/MNN6G7gtSW8/s1600/OgAAADILOIWmYQgdBnQS7dR8K2uzAhjsVQWYeSYPN0oqa4I7HhpLUp-OFIp0tXvrIEBcKmoaZ17GL-mhDYqoLtuzqEMAm1T1UB81ouJVhDJ3Q7g5S9RuMQCzTIWg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8iY2Lo_5RI/AAAAAAAAALc/MNN6G7gtSW8/s200/OgAAADILOIWmYQgdBnQS7dR8K2uzAhjsVQWYeSYPN0oqa4I7HhpLUp-OFIp0tXvrIEBcKmoaZ17GL-mhDYqoLtuzqEMAm1T1UB81ouJVhDJ3Q7g5S9RuMQCzTIWg.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Carlos Roldão Lima, popular "Roldão" 44 anos, natural de Xique-Xique/Ba.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esculpe, modela, desenha, pinta, restaura, faz dobraduras , escultura com garfos, entre outras.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Entre suas grandes produções destacam se:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Restauração do Altar mor e Nichos, da Igreja Bom Jesus dos Navegantes ( Perante ao Frei Luiz/Barra do Rio Grande-Ba),&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pescador (Entrada da cidade Xique-Xique-BA),&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mãos com a Bíblia (Praça da bíblia em Xique-Xique-BA),&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mãos jogando água (Fonte Luminosa – praça em Canarana -BA), &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Praia com coqueiros (Painel em cimento alto e baixo Relevo -Brasília-Df)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pescador (painel em cimento alto e baixo relevo- Xique-Xique-BA),&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Escultura em cerâmica – nu artístico (exposição coletiva no museu de arte moderna de salvador- solar do unhão)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ENTREVISTA:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly:&lt;/strong&gt;Você vem de uma família de artesãos correto?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bem, meu avô e a minha mãe, eles eram artistas, restauravam, pintavam... ah! O meu avô foi quem fez a última restauração da pintura da igreja do miradouro, acho que em 1939. (Cem anos após a primeira pintura)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly&lt;/strong&gt;: Como e quando surgiu seu interesse pela arte?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; Acredito que desde menino, sempre gostei... ajudava a minha mãe em alguns trabalhos e restaurações... Modelava com cera de abelha, bordava em copos de alumínio (técnica que não conseguir pegar).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly:&lt;/strong&gt;Você acha que seu trabalho tem o valor que merece?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; Financeiramente falando, não!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly&lt;/strong&gt;: Qual ponto foco dos trabalhos, ou não tem:?" a inspiração vem e vc assina?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; Depende, quando o cliente já tem uma idéia formada o foco passa ser a idéia dele, Caso contrário, a inspiração vem e eu assino.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly:&lt;/strong&gt;Você sobrevive único e exclusivo de seu trabalho artistico?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; Errado! Não tem como você sobreviver único e exclusivamente da arte. Por isso, e por gostar, dou aulas em escola particular e na rede municipal. Não dá para sobreviver de arte em lugar nenhum do mundo que não valorize a cultura artística. Xique-Xique cresceu muito em relação a isso. Mas, continua capengando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly&lt;/strong&gt;:Você trabalha sozinho?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; Na maioria das vezes sim, por não arranjar um assistente. Acredita, que eles alegam que não são capazes de aprender o que faço, pode um negócio desses?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly:&lt;/strong&gt;Todo artista tem sua obra prima "xodó",qual a sua?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; A cada trabalho uma supresa. Mas, meu xodó ainda continua sendo o pescador, talvez por ter sido inspirado em meu pai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly:&lt;/strong&gt; Qual foi a sua cabo mestre do ponto de partida de seu trabalho.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; Como artista? Minha mãe, Meu avô.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly:&lt;/strong&gt; Me defina "ROLDÂO" em uma palavras ou frase&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt;. Porque que é difícil falar de si mesmo? A gente fica buscando qualidades e esquece dos defeitos. Mas, quem gosta de falar mal de si mesmo? Roldão é um virginiano irreverente que adora o belo e detesta a mentira, gosto de fazer e preservar os amigos...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly:&lt;/strong&gt; Esse artista tem anseios para o futuro?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; Xique-Xique – Brasil – Europa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly&lt;/strong&gt;: Atualmente ta "aprontando " o que?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão&lt;/strong&gt; Estou com alguns trabalhos paralelos. Tem uma imagem de 4m de Sta. Rita de Cássia para ser posta lá na entrada da cidade, um Surubim de 2,20m (ducha para piscina particular), carenagem de uma moto (1ª e última)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poly:&lt;/strong&gt; Você tem algum artista favorito? Quem?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roldão:&lt;/strong&gt; Sim. Michael Angelo (sou apaixonado pelas suas esculturas) e Aricélia grande amiga e artista, pinta como ninguém!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O atelier de suas produções artisticas do nosso artista "Roldão",fica localizado na Rua:Cel. José Nogueira, atrás do Bradesco,NA CIDADE DE XIQUE-XIQUE-BA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Contato: &lt;a href="mailto:roldao39@yahoo.com.br"&gt;roldao39@yahoo.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8idC-jwSzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0YlBvmtV9oc/s1600/OgAAAEe6vlcLlouXTkdpJpymgGGt0c0n6-gO99l2MOp1mI9T9ZrbcTTItB5RtVsMwJ3bNFJNXxWBGEnc4wPIkRhiC8kAm1T1UBnes5L1JYeL2JBpw_ya9zrBOrD-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8idC-jwSzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0YlBvmtV9oc/s320/OgAAAEe6vlcLlouXTkdpJpymgGGt0c0n6-gO99l2MOp1mI9T9ZrbcTTItB5RtVsMwJ3bNFJNXxWBGEnc4wPIkRhiC8kAm1T1UBnes5L1JYeL2JBpw_ya9zrBOrD-.jpg" width="240" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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font-size: large;"&gt;Dialogando &amp;nbsp;com "o"artista...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Disse o artista: "Tenho uma obra de arte aqui que a sua cara"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu lhes pergunto: E eu tenho cara de quê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ele me responde sorrindo:"Tens cara de uma linda obra prima".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(...) E me manda esse escultura feita &lt;span style="background-color: #f4f4f4;"&gt;com o garfo que ele provavelmente pegou da cozinha da sua esposa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8cQrm4VNOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O7Aqtc9JxTw/s1600/PC110320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8cQrm4VNOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O7Aqtc9JxTw/s400/PC110320.JPG" width="300" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escultura esta,que representa o meu signo-ESCORPIÃO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sr.Roldão/artista X.Xiquense,figura ilustre .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-3689859432762323341?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/3689859432762323341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=3689859432762323341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3689859432762323341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/3689859432762323341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/04/papo-de-bastidores.html' title='Papo de bastidores'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8cQrm4VNOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O7Aqtc9JxTw/s72-c/PC110320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4424034392224703564.post-1084937060012115546</id><published>2010-04-14T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:18:43.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser Xique-Xique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Localizada na zona fisiológica do Baixo Médio São Francisco, o município de Xique-Xique, fica situado à margem direita do Velho Chico. Cidade de seus 47.251 habitantes. Com uma área de 5020 Km2, tem como suas principais ilhas: Ilha do Gado Bravo, Retiro da Picada, Champrona, Amarracouro, Miradouro, entre outras.Engloba ainda os povoados de Marreca Velha, Boa Vista, Rumo,Utinga,Pajeú e Ibiacema...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A economia do município vem das plantações de cereais, da mandioca, do algodão, das fazendas de criação, dos engenhos de rapadura e de cachaça,da pesca,&amp;nbsp;além das minas de sal de cozinha e das madeiras extraídas nas serras que circundam o Sudeste municipal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A pitoresca cidade de belezas naturais e povo hospitaleiro está às margens do Rio São Francisco, o que propicia belíssimos passeios de barcas.Dentre suas belezas naturais, conta com uma área de Proteção Ambiental das dunas e veredas do baixo e médio São Francisco, criada em 1997, com 1.085.000 ha, sendo a maior do Estado. O visitante também pode fazer um turismo cultural pela Ilha do Miradouro e conhecer a igreja de Nossa Senhora de Santana, sendo o mais antigo templo da região e encontra-se em processo de tombamento estadual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O artesanato&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; também é uma atividade de aspecto cultural e econômico marcante na área do Vale do São Francisco. A fiação e a tecelagem são algumas das técnicas mais utilizadas na região, e se constituem como mais uma forma de sustento e subsistência para a população. A confecção de cerâmica também é outra fonte de renda, e todo artesão que vive através desta mão-de-obra reverencia o rio, já que é dele que é extraída o barro que é a matéria-prima necessária para a produção das Moringas, potes, tigelas de cerâmica entre outros objetos típicos fabricados artesanalmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8W_d22Q0FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/o5dGnCRGRSQ/s1600/DSC_0263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8W_d22Q0FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/o5dGnCRGRSQ/s320/DSC_0263.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto/texto;Poliana Pinheiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4424034392224703564-1084937060012115546?l=olharespelosertao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/feeds/1084937060012115546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4424034392224703564&amp;postID=1084937060012115546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1084937060012115546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4424034392224703564/posts/default/1084937060012115546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharespelosertao.blogspot.com/2010/04/ser-xique-xique.html' title='Ser Xique-Xique'/><author><name>Poly Pinheiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05990178774005063064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wml7QpkKNDY/TaoejT_rxoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2NWaIBD5-Sg/s220/4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tqmoOczriQg/S8W_d22Q0FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/o5dGnCRGRSQ/s72-c/DSC_0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
