tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837196939649803672024-03-12T19:44:20.904-07:00MacumbattackQUEM SOU EU
Wannabe arquiteto, wannabe designer, wannabe ilustrador (ta, menos wannabe que os outros, mas enfim). Gosto muito de sopa e de usar enfim no fim das frases. Gosto de discutir filosofia com pessoas que dominem o assunto, mesmo que eu o faça apenas para mostrar que eles estão errados em seus argumentos. Sou péssimo em discussões, mas falo tudo com convicção. A convicção na hora de falar nos faz parecer entendidos ^^Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-48230226127011032992009-07-24T14:25:00.000-07:002009-07-24T14:26:42.371-07:00Pirata<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVuZu_Nf0_BNib0vGW7XL80aqm2s4GU-LZK8PiKddpwRoKEsAcmJ3WujBHTl5LTQfKEzXTLSowiTnVD437klqShzZD3ZV6flLjPsoUKjCs80BzcUevcG_TPHYqhIqpUcU6VisWcNi4BYcI/s1600-h/no+eye.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVuZu_Nf0_BNib0vGW7XL80aqm2s4GU-LZK8PiKddpwRoKEsAcmJ3WujBHTl5LTQfKEzXTLSowiTnVD437klqShzZD3ZV6flLjPsoUKjCs80BzcUevcG_TPHYqhIqpUcU6VisWcNi4BYcI/s320/no+eye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362141208684673522" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-35344139442054016322009-06-19T13:48:00.000-07:002009-06-19T13:51:06.234-07:00Um bom dia para uma pescaria!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qr13Q1JPiznmbNOhwbtG0SN6U191AC1KqTlVIMAR2hFWe0p9DKHe3CfYNi-mE5sGzotmIya9DXhhtZWOZANh4faPqtvh4MruhytpShOjM9M_dKdG_ObMlBnd6_Oe2myFdhbSU6zmYcim/s1600-h/UntEC.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qr13Q1JPiznmbNOhwbtG0SN6U191AC1KqTlVIMAR2hFWe0p9DKHe3CfYNi-mE5sGzotmIya9DXhhtZWOZANh4faPqtvh4MruhytpShOjM9M_dKdG_ObMlBnd6_Oe2myFdhbSU6zmYcim/s320/UntEC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349143992713783538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />... hoje seria, se não estivesse frio =/Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-56923369447663247302009-06-09T06:55:00.003-07:002009-06-09T07:02:11.730-07:00Texto<div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;">Odiava a modernidade, esta máquina inescrupulosa que tudo atropela. Sim, odiava-a. Tinha que achar um culpado, afinal, alguém sempre é culpado. Nem que seja o mordomo, como seria num policial ruim do séc. XIX. Mas aqui não haviam mordomos, só a modernidade. Haveria de ser culpa dela.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;">Explica-se. Morava sozinho. Tinha lá seus 30 e tantos anos (ta, quase quarenta). Trabalhava numa repartição pública qualquer, tinha um emprego qualquer. Tinha “estabilidade de emprego”, algo que, pelo que lhe diziam, era muito bom. Nunca fora pra ele, porque mais “estabilidade” só teria se estivesse enterrado. Nunca atrasava uma conta, nunca se atrasava em qualquer coisa, nunca reclamava, ou olhava torto, ou esbravejava, ou nada. Só vivia.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;">Festa de fim de ano. Todo o grupo reunido, e lá estava ele. Não era o centro das atenções, todos lhe sorriam. Sempre dele se lembrariam como “bonzinho”. Era o que era. “Bonzinho”. Era o orgulho do chefe, um sujeito 10 anos mais novo, que não precisava fazer muito na vida, porque sua família haveria de sustentá-lo para todo o sempre. Amém. E o foi o tal chefe que acabou com sua vida. Pois veja bem, neste festa de fim de ano, ganhou um celular. Um desses modernos grilos, que pulam nos bolsos dos jovens, que parecem ter ao menos 10 bocas para atender tantas chamadas. Ganhou, fez-se grato, pôs seu melhor sorriso, disse um entrecortado “obrigado, não precisava”, levou-o para casa, leu o manual de instruções, carregou-o, nutriu-o com todo o seu amor (ou pelo menos com sua energia elétrica). Muniu-se de coragem, ligou-o. Bzzz. O bicho vem à vida. Treme em sua mão. Ele está tenso. É um grande momento em sua vida. Suor escorre de seu rosto.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;">Há 3 dias não vai trabalhar. Não faz a barba, não escova os dentes. Continua sentado em frente ao celular, que toca, febrilmente, à sua procura. Mas ele não está mais ali. No momento em que ligou a traquitana, lembrou-se, viu, percebeu não ter para quem ligar. Naquele exato instante percebeu o quão vazia sua vida era. Por culpa dum celular, o instrumento de comunicação das massas, percebeu que era sozinho.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p></div>Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-29813672448597961362009-06-08T13:28:00.001-07:002009-06-08T13:30:39.609-07:00Luz e sombra<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSBszkNcB75MgDzPLatZbIIg6a2st66tvvOYYBvupNwFM5sN0Ntn6WELBlv_m3RDhPP7XWojjIWEFdEW8k_AKmYtTfH2o-I-_RXyypz5nU3tNCPWDUSQWklV9GBDVXl2jNkQeuRftLmIp/s1600-h/luz+e+sombra.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSBszkNcB75MgDzPLatZbIIg6a2st66tvvOYYBvupNwFM5sN0Ntn6WELBlv_m3RDhPP7XWojjIWEFdEW8k_AKmYtTfH2o-I-_RXyypz5nU3tNCPWDUSQWklV9GBDVXl2jNkQeuRftLmIp/s320/luz+e+sombra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345056760082601170" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Só para postar alguma coisa =DMacumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-69922676987499976212009-05-29T14:03:00.000-07:002009-06-01T09:41:48.550-07:00Velho 2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicAz-kJtOeqhPRG8CWTsjTwaBYxFZoYlTFQmTTmn8eWS4p84C9AkK_a1x6Z9qQknoSLYkSzqE-xRSENZU6ewhobsRJhC0FwKyemhij79dnLTU8PIUkoQ9RmJsZF74cXNO-TtRe6-0PsuDi/s1600-h/velho+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicAz-kJtOeqhPRG8CWTsjTwaBYxFZoYlTFQmTTmn8eWS4p84C9AkK_a1x6Z9qQknoSLYkSzqE-xRSENZU6ewhobsRJhC0FwKyemhij79dnLTU8PIUkoQ9RmJsZF74cXNO-TtRe6-0PsuDi/s320/velho+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342400296692300002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Versão sem linhas.Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-81471046715856112222009-05-29T10:16:00.001-07:002009-05-29T12:30:58.754-07:00Velho<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwcVk57LQH8V_jtnFI8LM9Wl0yipJ3HopxNuLY2dhranZVofEWy0ObIFRlDCDV3pAUWPBmmpVqSiRltB-AbYdtMS3hhDbUtMEyFZISDADg9TgHrJVYjtdzBx1KZXhprHMPo0GuL7-CbQli/s1600-h/velho.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwcVk57LQH8V_jtnFI8LM9Wl0yipJ3HopxNuLY2dhranZVofEWy0ObIFRlDCDV3pAUWPBmmpVqSiRltB-AbYdtMS3hhDbUtMEyFZISDADg9TgHrJVYjtdzBx1KZXhprHMPo0GuL7-CbQli/s320/velho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341327795456918754" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Todo mundo envelhece. Espero poder chegar à velhice com estilo. (Seria este uma projeção minha sobre o meu próprio futuro?? o.O)Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-2076899142016974142009-05-15T14:04:00.001-07:002009-05-19T14:27:53.540-07:00Eu!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoKZ7ah8YhWPa7van17xrKXswuy-HA02fklnayi6kMxgwk56y123YUmRijrq7j_qa03771w-mBzJ6cPe5jHgt1NpqlRTF3L9z0YbL3fgLoTL_4Hy3FmA1WdKL3t5pfvgRprcFjirVtdD5Z/s1600-h/ma+-+1280x1024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoKZ7ah8YhWPa7van17xrKXswuy-HA02fklnayi6kMxgwk56y123YUmRijrq7j_qa03771w-mBzJ6cPe5jHgt1NpqlRTF3L9z0YbL3fgLoTL_4Hy3FmA1WdKL3t5pfvgRprcFjirVtdD5Z/s320/ma+-+1280x1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337649919338603970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sou eu! Desenho por Ricardo Diniz, cores por mim!Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-81647692370768422242009-05-11T14:15:00.000-07:002009-05-14T12:46:46.620-07:00The garden all of us are walking to<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJIRtxbmWTsHIXFZBq2Jid1QfoWVVMQDSerKToeVqczKaZn-zDLscYPzvf7wVji6do6shpS9Cb89YYlBNZIGqYRkRgZP2cTwZp0-nb7fg3NXPj9cBiag1vDX5dZFbhSRPIhIq90g2ogkfs/s1600-h/jardim.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJIRtxbmWTsHIXFZBq2Jid1QfoWVVMQDSerKToeVqczKaZn-zDLscYPzvf7wVji6do6shpS9Cb89YYlBNZIGqYRkRgZP2cTwZp0-nb7fg3NXPj9cBiag1vDX5dZFbhSRPIhIq90g2ogkfs/s320/jardim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334679102384500898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dead Fladg Blues.Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-80842910542261327412009-05-11T11:20:00.001-07:002009-05-14T11:07:25.581-07:00Feel the beat!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT8HMr46gFMMy4_Pjo1vF_gzttJNTetgglDifDyolqwDIs7Le8dxbXYjOOUp0RwDzh3Rb9h-WL2BAPx1aiPfUuyP7NOsSN9ibwN77UB0Djvv4xUpS0Tyr503MrB7Z8N6C7FCo_hRGbrnUo/s1600-h/Mib2b+-+color.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT8HMr46gFMMy4_Pjo1vF_gzttJNTetgglDifDyolqwDIs7Le8dxbXYjOOUp0RwDzh3Rb9h-WL2BAPx1aiPfUuyP7NOsSN9ibwN77UB0Djvv4xUpS0Tyr503MrB7Z8N6C7FCo_hRGbrnUo/s320/Mib2b+-+color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334633017955309698" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Agora em cor!Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-70671994927925115912009-05-05T14:30:00.000-07:002009-05-05T14:31:29.234-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuuawZKtWrhsyaxuv4U1A471dgmG6OFs_Jk3K7EsPJ_786DiT3HsVV7W3sXUutjRbhvtCSk9t0LTBY3tA49irNotnmKrkhY7D5fkLfT6pbKB3XOiR2TAvdTufK-4jkggCOi3iev-mKUQdC/s1600-h/jardim.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuuawZKtWrhsyaxuv4U1A471dgmG6OFs_Jk3K7EsPJ_786DiT3HsVV7W3sXUutjRbhvtCSk9t0LTBY3tA49irNotnmKrkhY7D5fkLfT6pbKB3XOiR2TAvdTufK-4jkggCOi3iev-mKUQdC/s320/jardim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332455617774221298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Raurrrrr...Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-79413544456150108212009-04-08T14:17:00.000-07:002009-04-08T14:35:52.360-07:00The Paper Art Army<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2q649Y2z1vhwGdlixh-vQyiWmP3ct_voXnUoAvZ2DlzFS85INGy8t63BZZqLcTWsUssM7doSUSErovyo5A0j48D89M1lT2eJ4Yl5llyVeBr7plg1tmm0voxnZFEj_Tr-YlnWS6M1ItEBC/s1600-h/General.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2q649Y2z1vhwGdlixh-vQyiWmP3ct_voXnUoAvZ2DlzFS85INGy8t63BZZqLcTWsUssM7doSUSErovyo5A0j48D89M1lT2eJ4Yl5llyVeBr7plg1tmm0voxnZFEj_Tr-YlnWS6M1ItEBC/s320/General.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322433481080590738" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Na verdade, era apenas uma questão de tempo até que eles se rebelassem. Milhões de toy arts no mundo teriam, então, o controle da Terra. E o que seria de nós? Seríamos obrigados a trabalhar em escritórios, pintando-os todos os dias, criando novos modelos de subalternos para o Grande General Coelho (imagem ao lado).<br /><br /><br />Se bem que, pensando bem...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje-cyFCyu6iFgZ7XwUY_LSuJaDzwPuW9eoKch4ma1b4y02LzZ_kRUpbrVqkPVUMou46uGHGhuvsKI0JcSsPs7KyWtcFPyiaNBWiYlVcWxKQe_IhRTgDCA7R7Eosea-9pUr9QjmY1J-7UaY/s1600-h/Exercito.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje-cyFCyu6iFgZ7XwUY_LSuJaDzwPuW9eoKch4ma1b4y02LzZ_kRUpbrVqkPVUMou46uGHGhuvsKI0JcSsPs7KyWtcFPyiaNBWiYlVcWxKQe_IhRTgDCA7R7Eosea-9pUr9QjmY1J-7UaY/s320/Exercito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322434032230874482" border="0" /></a>Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-35823945274144383052009-04-08T14:15:00.000-07:002009-04-14T09:47:23.027-07:00M.I.B. - Parte 2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZppDuV2A89_kRPrzgldqbMgfssDcoTTMAt86K70vKZt5DJWNcCWIJEZxmjV5nYdOaxPhh_KDW-ym94k3tc3Qqo5BFoRtDNTQr433y4ic1qD5gXQkGsuNaRO1Rb65OkmOiRyjvwbLFR7iV/s1600-h/Mib2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZppDuV2A89_kRPrzgldqbMgfssDcoTTMAt86K70vKZt5DJWNcCWIJEZxmjV5nYdOaxPhh_KDW-ym94k3tc3Qqo5BFoRtDNTQr433y4ic1qD5gXQkGsuNaRO1Rb65OkmOiRyjvwbLFR7iV/s320/Mib2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324589589410171330" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Moai In Black (Power)Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-35762006601145184342009-02-18T06:26:00.000-08:002009-02-18T06:38:07.613-08:00Tipografia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1-xVedEMjkfE1gNJ9Rgiyup4dtytGG23J1AhA8h7BKqFsFCGa8OdHUTkueS6yLtwf-Guz9HjiJng-quUTVLp_LkG7xzJ1aT-nSkJF9jwiXR2du88iE1sTdKPJQKWtj_ZQQ3ZuDx7Pt2zG/s1600-h/moai-tipografia+reduced.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1-xVedEMjkfE1gNJ9Rgiyup4dtytGG23J1AhA8h7BKqFsFCGa8OdHUTkueS6yLtwf-Guz9HjiJng-quUTVLp_LkG7xzJ1aT-nSkJF9jwiXR2du88iE1sTdKPJQKWtj_ZQQ3ZuDx7Pt2zG/s320/moai-tipografia+reduced.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304146284348518578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Eu sei que devia caprichar mais nos fundos, e vou. Mas este aqui é velho, e tava muito querendo aparecer no blog. "Dá uma chance pro caladinho ai!", me diziam os outros posts. Até que eu cedi.<br /><br /><br />Primeira experiência com tipografia. Não gostei do texto final, mas pra primeira experiência acho que ta valendo.Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-80021065193306950362009-02-17T10:17:00.001-08:002009-02-25T09:37:31.710-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJqiOkNlnqVxc-tqAEMCcNxg5Ei0SzWd_CHG_qxyKEUdwG69MjFs2SHXTQo5w5mCWmU9eMVcaXed6KlspxctEYCMGnD3j7pgeQ8e0sLlrB94H1VsED1HSSRdPIo_e24Pm0tioyfnydmSI/s1600-h/solid%C3%A3o-wide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJqiOkNlnqVxc-tqAEMCcNxg5Ei0SzWd_CHG_qxyKEUdwG69MjFs2SHXTQo5w5mCWmU9eMVcaXed6KlspxctEYCMGnD3j7pgeQ8e0sLlrB94H1VsED1HSSRdPIo_e24Pm0tioyfnydmSI/s320/solid%C3%A3o-wide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306790336698440258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Versão wide. Quase melhor que a original.Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-44710293681237605612009-02-17T08:19:00.000-08:002009-02-19T04:19:49.475-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJMO-HDOgW7l18YflWR-6nSdDgcVnkDRglnuV3MIq-AN6KBo2Ay1Z7-FafNo8Epa9G7184md7upFA-0q7VdhsGbiwYrILAk1h3r3WsU3XQnDvMKm-4UOHKgWUh4SO2GxVMW67JHLwoa3AG/s1600-h/solitude.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJMO-HDOgW7l18YflWR-6nSdDgcVnkDRglnuV3MIq-AN6KBo2Ay1Z7-FafNo8Epa9G7184md7upFA-0q7VdhsGbiwYrILAk1h3r3WsU3XQnDvMKm-4UOHKgWUh4SO2GxVMW67JHLwoa3AG/s320/solitude.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303836148199035474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sentada no chão de sua sala, ela pensa na vida. Pensa em tudo o que perdeu, em tudo que passou. Sentada no chão de sua sala ela pensa na vida que é e na vida que poderia ter sido. Ela nunca iria admitir a profundidade das sombras em sua alma, mas as sombras estão lá. Ela nunca iria admitir que o que ela mais quer é que as sombras se vão, e que ela possa, enfim, sentar-se à luz.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Só faltou o cigarro. Droga.Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-2184850871732995412009-02-16T11:07:00.000-08:002009-02-16T11:11:56.319-08:00M.I.B.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOQNIZw7byOLMC3vHbfexJFNTpRhAo_fSp7gjagEJC-BqqsTxzkKhkaUlXAa_lv7T1knWQfAcRbGfxUg1cEsXh73HOgIwrfDpxuj6v4DBSeWWiAIVbzxp2BkRYa72i_GCsGk7X7sXCe3q/s1600-h/mib.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOQNIZw7byOLMC3vHbfexJFNTpRhAo_fSp7gjagEJC-BqqsTxzkKhkaUlXAa_lv7T1knWQfAcRbGfxUg1cEsXh73HOgIwrfDpxuj6v4DBSeWWiAIVbzxp2BkRYa72i_GCsGk7X7sXCe3q/s320/mib.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303474777946304962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Moai In Black (Tie)Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-31182136570877436412009-02-15T18:24:00.000-08:002009-02-15T18:25:14.171-08:00Cuelho!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPogVfO4uG76uDFaLQa9L5fnaYtC_hv8Z7SmZbEGJ6Af9fgr8skuwzwyOnZgF-D50ic1PrkbImVw3MSr9lWLDoVuCCR84F2USkoPdSum1szfICD3q7t56d9-Myk4UibFoDh6cWkUIsCgkf/s1600-h/1+reduced.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPogVfO4uG76uDFaLQa9L5fnaYtC_hv8Z7SmZbEGJ6Af9fgr8skuwzwyOnZgF-D50ic1PrkbImVw3MSr9lWLDoVuCCR84F2USkoPdSum1szfICD3q7t56d9-Myk4UibFoDh6cWkUIsCgkf/s320/1+reduced.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303215536682445954" border="0" /></a>Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-6359277377506905052009-02-09T07:44:00.001-08:002009-02-09T07:50:31.611-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7A6PZa6xEkVtho3BjbBYeYq09eW1dK5sxDqSXIS37dRcOFQ9jGOaffMaHoJj2yHqkonz9wsqDcFZ10sFB_nfGWpYwrSD99p_Dqtmz0SkKIqiguBjrNruB1aL2uW119kL5ME2qvgDfsIoc/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7A6PZa6xEkVtho3BjbBYeYq09eW1dK5sxDqSXIS37dRcOFQ9jGOaffMaHoJj2yHqkonz9wsqDcFZ10sFB_nfGWpYwrSD99p_Dqtmz0SkKIqiguBjrNruB1aL2uW119kL5ME2qvgDfsIoc/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300825465121127810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />O velho general não gostava de visitas.Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-19480898744103765772009-02-09T04:40:00.000-08:002009-02-09T12:42:46.442-08:00Flor de vila<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgkOV4vz1SxhXF0O7xix8lY5PkVfdrPnYRgzV1Mlx2rAmS96xmNd-77hTTjHLXRM9ZfujJDlHeQlion5FuEKNGiOjT9gnwp87bRU7-uAfb7nVCF8-45K0oyUr7g2lypw112sGXzrcVxWuY/s1600-h/vila+color+lateral+redux.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgkOV4vz1SxhXF0O7xix8lY5PkVfdrPnYRgzV1Mlx2rAmS96xmNd-77hTTjHLXRM9ZfujJDlHeQlion5FuEKNGiOjT9gnwp87bRU7-uAfb7nVCF8-45K0oyUr7g2lypw112sGXzrcVxWuY/s320/vila+color+lateral+redux.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300900817200431762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Primeira experiência real de pintar no photoshópis. Pra quem nunca fez, eu recomendo!Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383719693964980367.post-5618332662668462852009-02-09T04:08:00.000-08:002009-04-24T14:13:05.267-07:00Corredor<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZPy0ZvKxm_mXqdCQ5ADoLDnkB4-OQExS3nddfUP7xc1rt84aeaqerVB_-nxEixlrITXkdhPd2lZIo4SoWSP-Cad_SBRaVqfAupyP0D3tswjVjCmL3chjwNOpCozZfy-y5F_BMsqAp6l8/s1600-h/Untitled-1+d.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZPy0ZvKxm_mXqdCQ5ADoLDnkB4-OQExS3nddfUP7xc1rt84aeaqerVB_-nxEixlrITXkdhPd2lZIo4SoWSP-Cad_SBRaVqfAupyP0D3tswjVjCmL3chjwNOpCozZfy-y5F_BMsqAp6l8/s320/Untitled-1+d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328368884642908674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Time to run!Macumbattackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844838718450045342noreply@blogger.com1