tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69266525730185177152024-02-19T08:12:57.468+00:00Sabor da fotografia...êv es oãn euq o ravresbo ed etra A...Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.comBlogger396125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-19543409686365948062012-10-28T17:58:00.004+00:002012-10-28T17:58:48.283+00:00Reflexos, vários a dois, reflexos...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mistério <br />
Gosto de ti, ó chuva, nos beirados,<br />
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Dizendo coisas que ninguém entende!<br />
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Da tua cantilena se desprende<br />
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Um sonho de magia e de pecados.<br />
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Dos teus pálidos dedos delicados<br />
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Uma alada canção palpita e ascende,<br />
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Frases que a nossa boca não aprende,<br />
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Murmúrios por caminhos desolados.<br />
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Pelo meu rosto branco, sempre frio,<br />
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Fazes passar o lúgubre arrepio<br />
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Das sensações estranhas, dolorosas...<br />
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Talvez um dia entenda o teu mistério...<br />
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Quando inerte, na paz do cemitério,<br />
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O meu corpo matar a fome às rosas!<br />
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Florbela Espanca, Charneca em Flor (1930) <br />
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<br />Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-44234845090936411452012-05-03T14:57:00.002+01:002012-05-03T14:57:21.330+01:00Saudade...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710933277198648098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6KQrBOA2UANyacZaz_8Tdt5dK6_ixSCH8608O-fhYgXjSDxDxMFu1niHXOps7vOZPbyRQ9y5YM9egH9qQpTns6P3jpvMpqf4xaheJr0hGyiS-Lx1hOjYAW4DtPf6Ejal7InC0kpqt_5By/s400/IMG_9881.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-6636231371846262322012-02-04T18:15:00.003+00:002012-02-04T18:29:37.369+00:00Reflex and moments...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHjgzce3DF6p5zKXCO5RiOHzdNnfQmRub1-MFTsYn5_6h3XY5ABSiSUEPz_fLDiRAmd2iXaEZ65g-p7ZagRIyTxlyaChdh9pkJm9MCzrvOQ_lOm6JdHYDyxAlc5D3XUYxk51aMNKVZb3WZ/s1600/IMG_84322.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705346607496241074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHjgzce3DF6p5zKXCO5RiOHzdNnfQmRub1-MFTsYn5_6h3XY5ABSiSUEPz_fLDiRAmd2iXaEZ65g-p7ZagRIyTxlyaChdh9pkJm9MCzrvOQ_lOm6JdHYDyxAlc5D3XUYxk51aMNKVZb3WZ/s400/IMG_84322.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jGKRXhmFQlw">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jGKRXhmFQlw</a></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-3046516406276258112012-01-21T17:33:00.003+00:002012-01-21T17:46:56.837+00:00Sinopse...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-FemdW7jEVazT0U-7K1KEpff9KEoxgQYm7vuF9In24BK7SHIFGEEzihwvMm3Wl1K3OBVlF-dp2p_Za3lebBw9YcegWXekBIvqRg8cqxmRCuzrbX-J8eKnyug3sLQcTlq8S1kT4cuVeilW/s1600/IMG_9775.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700140160193268962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-FemdW7jEVazT0U-7K1KEpff9KEoxgQYm7vuF9In24BK7SHIFGEEzihwvMm3Wl1K3OBVlF-dp2p_Za3lebBw9YcegWXekBIvqRg8cqxmRCuzrbX-J8eKnyug3sLQcTlq8S1kT4cuVeilW/s400/IMG_9775.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Times;">O meu amor escondi-o<br />Numa cova ao pé do mar...<br />Morre o amor, vive a saudade...<br />Morre o Sol, olha o luar!...<br /></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><br /><em>By: </em></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><em>Guerra Junqueiro</em></span></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-87752712827937822372011-10-24T22:55:00.002+01:002011-10-24T23:00:12.533+01:00Sem naufragar...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2oriODhsNQcdn_WmYHYkcL5sLKeDpmNIprlwTKaZORUNv27797AYlNs5eB5GVp5TZP_bQY3amuHscANksz3WOnxmH7ZrcmG7vMndhtZ5SfYx24VlWNxcy4VyDjvyWl0BU4532v7zrXqUM/s1600/101_09500.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667181451927988674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2oriODhsNQcdn_WmYHYkcL5sLKeDpmNIprlwTKaZORUNv27797AYlNs5eB5GVp5TZP_bQY3amuHscANksz3WOnxmH7ZrcmG7vMndhtZ5SfYx24VlWNxcy4VyDjvyWl0BU4532v7zrXqUM/s400/101_09500.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=Edu-6hzNuy4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=Edu-6hzNuy4</a>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-26306108004198957672011-10-20T00:50:00.002+01:002011-10-20T00:54:00.801+01:00Mistic...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNH6hdGg6If9Go_F5L5XEfPLQP5QcC9MT63zOUEjUF1tnnCL8vV6f1MsePFmNjfmXEtsqa_BXgZmWeJGbxeyHDJbhuP0EN5z0GciWhFmwlCSVQ1xr9i8Lzp-xzpjt5vvawaHEUmv907JLS/s1600/101_1149.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665355363413975282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNH6hdGg6If9Go_F5L5XEfPLQP5QcC9MT63zOUEjUF1tnnCL8vV6f1MsePFmNjfmXEtsqa_BXgZmWeJGbxeyHDJbhuP0EN5z0GciWhFmwlCSVQ1xr9i8Lzp-xzpjt5vvawaHEUmv907JLS/s400/101_1149.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lh9j0-Ey3kw">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lh9j0-Ey3kw</a>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-64684961590765522882011-10-17T10:26:00.001+01:002011-10-17T10:34:15.557+01:00Nem sempre é facil...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwNxW9LEi7uMxevcjK94Txu0pgKemjVL8VyCUdic1NwYZkKsfxWEHUTqldZf_Ycs8-OrzPHrkNHI5eyj-mV8F2odlJq2iH0IPjiGzlWK0AtkxT-wZEMNTH6kpWYM_IKlTzM1Je3T9hcDjI/s1600/IMG_9798.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664392003049263410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwNxW9LEi7uMxevcjK94Txu0pgKemjVL8VyCUdic1NwYZkKsfxWEHUTqldZf_Ycs8-OrzPHrkNHI5eyj-mV8F2odlJq2iH0IPjiGzlWK0AtkxT-wZEMNTH6kpWYM_IKlTzM1Je3T9hcDjI/s400/IMG_9798.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjn0YDbInuA&noredirect=1">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjn0YDbInuA&noredirect=1</a><br /><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-60572615615000432802011-09-30T11:37:00.002+01:002011-09-30T11:47:33.327+01:00Era uma vez....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjeAiHQn4xOwDJJHwGnKe15WkCl1xqbTQwcJtXl23gyyDxe9YcrM7X4HQ45EaMienPI3yHj1ztXhrZhNSHvQ7J3jt1ktzRxMqMuLaD5juAQC16geWTkh-b516fqwBv2Pvna2C3g43MrG_Z/s1600/101_1327.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658101867354731282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjeAiHQn4xOwDJJHwGnKe15WkCl1xqbTQwcJtXl23gyyDxe9YcrM7X4HQ45EaMienPI3yHj1ztXhrZhNSHvQ7J3jt1ktzRxMqMuLaD5juAQC16geWTkh-b516fqwBv2Pvna2C3g43MrG_Z/s400/101_1327.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnBccuIDTTw">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnBccuIDTTw</a></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-48396788281008171162011-09-18T16:23:00.004+01:002011-09-18T16:44:11.795+01:00Remember...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiye_FIA0msmWSn4AoZE2Rj5P8yIarWxZK35cGlvHUhLnMKqPJ_ZDQXjhKl21SvUuaaaH2VTg00nfZRd_z7eMAg_SjcY3cOBk4b4yXAe2krKfUl84ZJvKH4hhV1Yd3VfPbMTvXfSxhm18uy/s1600/101_1326.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653725505935748594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiye_FIA0msmWSn4AoZE2Rj5P8yIarWxZK35cGlvHUhLnMKqPJ_ZDQXjhKl21SvUuaaaH2VTg00nfZRd_z7eMAg_SjcY3cOBk4b4yXAe2krKfUl84ZJvKH4hhV1Yd3VfPbMTvXfSxhm18uy/s400/101_1326.jpg" /></a> Tem as unhas de opala; o seu riso quebranta-nos;<br />Vibrante de coral, seus cílios são de seda;<br />Seu capitoso olhar é um vinho que embebeda;<br />Seus negros olhos são duas amoras negras!<br /><br />Eugénio de Castro<br /><br /><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-3667915782047823472011-08-20T22:51:00.001+01:002011-08-20T23:01:53.946+01:00Mi gusta...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJRqwcHwNgS97t-oh4iehjB8DYKPIBfFS0iZqFVk199wRYWRUE-GsRzMuJnqHqXaIzNUVtZLC0uZgr1TXCIWMjVJNMzv5C26iKc9-AfDDqq2ONcEp6D4BqBPgJNWjnuW4wScm-zHHorck2/s1600/101_1162.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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<br />Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-56520994842033869982011-08-20T22:48:00.000+01:002011-08-20T22:50:54.749+01:00Dia Mundial da fotografia...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqv3yZEAm-nzdrSm077I4kqeJRecx0ObVRgWHRZUA_tMVEhI7MWFLMup0SAEodaiPP6akXTNkjmU3J_Ddq2DgT6WdgPAS317rmhVPA4g7nOtaV3kA9NkakV23CCslTTfFE89ZBa4RjQI94/s1600/101_0980.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643058776893877714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqv3yZEAm-nzdrSm077I4kqeJRecx0ObVRgWHRZUA_tMVEhI7MWFLMup0SAEodaiPP6akXTNkjmU3J_Ddq2DgT6WdgPAS317rmhVPA4g7nOtaV3kA9NkakV23CCslTTfFE89ZBa4RjQI94/s400/101_0980.jpg" /></a>
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<br />Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-3348876482603198642011-06-20T01:04:00.002+01:002011-06-20T01:05:54.720+01:00Pingando...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2MptUR_EhJXddTTvjnMqVBXUx-VMFRNXrQFiErjVLwF-hQlpGlysswxXaLefBjojXzBtTVgV6sMAFLb8FGPUeqGdRPyi8CapKxEL8zD3k_KYxWoWgjC1wYlTf_0Wl4WZBKskQpuFUyLj/s1600/IMG_819999.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620086435019216034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2MptUR_EhJXddTTvjnMqVBXUx-VMFRNXrQFiErjVLwF-hQlpGlysswxXaLefBjojXzBtTVgV6sMAFLb8FGPUeqGdRPyi8CapKxEL8zD3k_KYxWoWgjC1wYlTf_0Wl4WZBKskQpuFUyLj/s400/IMG_819999.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-58904811480608232412011-06-13T10:38:00.002+01:002011-06-13T10:42:53.993+01:00Sinais dos tempos...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhardcgy8xo_zlu1-5jguRAYmm-Vr_51gEZGS8FIrm0FZ7NAYI1fU13XJzyO-5UMYr8aII7XWoqkw2vjhOvjhD_fgpHh8OoNd5Ap9afDaBjw6KEJH7RYbAkSxqFQKEdWf8ls7P7n7YygPtE/s1600/IMG_9922.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617637002728317186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhardcgy8xo_zlu1-5jguRAYmm-Vr_51gEZGS8FIrm0FZ7NAYI1fU13XJzyO-5UMYr8aII7XWoqkw2vjhOvjhD_fgpHh8OoNd5Ap9afDaBjw6KEJH7RYbAkSxqFQKEdWf8ls7P7n7YygPtE/s400/IMG_9922.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-23651147603271283652011-06-13T09:43:00.002+01:002011-06-13T09:49:35.435+01:00Silencioso...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgh40ZJOZj6paIKUb36xIzK_4C_n6TXrAPSpHXTL4ZSuUjWypQnYXvXsdE0DMy0SpKJWbH-YkBT-TAcTqhDJ3YHcedOmUdeICi5ETc5iySiwpSp2R8oS9seomID8O7TOy_wti4AC8DTSWy/s1600/IMG_9608.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617623621642441314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgh40ZJOZj6paIKUb36xIzK_4C_n6TXrAPSpHXTL4ZSuUjWypQnYXvXsdE0DMy0SpKJWbH-YkBT-TAcTqhDJ3YHcedOmUdeICi5ETc5iySiwpSp2R8oS9seomID8O7TOy_wti4AC8DTSWy/s400/IMG_9608.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>"Nas grandes horas em que a insónia avulta<br />Como um novo universo doloroso,<br />E a mente é clara com um ser que insulta<br />O uso confuso com que o dia é ocioso"</div><br /><br /><div>Fernando Pessoa</div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-60323099752490796932011-06-06T21:47:00.005+01:002011-06-06T21:58:52.522+01:00Áve que...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFADH8hKC5vlAC04lbpp1BU83fL3_170e2pv4q52OvQjlNUmA_RKPdTu1RBmgcHeJiQc4Jt6-18ITVoMu2dQxl972XqvMhQNJzm9SCsDMcHCfJHLwPY5KPgy8GkXfj9OxHNwTrSByLwFAH/s1600/101_129000.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615212060522392642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFADH8hKC5vlAC04lbpp1BU83fL3_170e2pv4q52OvQjlNUmA_RKPdTu1RBmgcHeJiQc4Jt6-18ITVoMu2dQxl972XqvMhQNJzm9SCsDMcHCfJHLwPY5KPgy8GkXfj9OxHNwTrSByLwFAH/s400/101_129000.jpg" /></a> <pre>Ao desconcerto do Mundo<br /><br />Os bons vi sempre passar<br />No Mundo graves tormentos;<br />E pera mais me espantar,<br />Os maus vi sempre nadar<br />Em mar de contentamentos.<br />Cuidando alcançar assim<br />O bem tăo mal ordenado,<br />Fui mau, mas fui castigado.<br />Assim que, só pera mim,<br />Anda o Mundo concertado.<br /><br /> Luís de Camőes</pre><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-78318687705378505712011-05-11T21:06:00.004+01:002011-05-11T21:54:55.287+01:00Testes de Aferição? Qual nexo?...Tenho de falar...<br />Desculpem-me os Docentes que não se identifiquem.<br />Vários pontos:<br />*Como é possível uma pessoa ser avaliada pelo trabalho/TESTE de outrém?<br />*Como é possível alunos ocuparem aulas/semanas a rever a matéria para estes testes? Quando para a sua própria avaliação ocupam no máximo duas aulas.<br />*Como é possível estes testes aos professores denominarem-se; "testes de aflição"? Decerto um pseudónimo incutido por quem é avaliado.<br />* Como é possível um aluno saber tanto nestes testes e não saber nos que o avaliam a ele próprio?<br />*Será que tudo isto vai ao encontro da definição de "Teste de Aferição" no site da "GAVE" (Gabinete de Avalição Educacional)?<br />* Como é possível estes testes não serem surpresa?<br />* Sim mais uma vez: Como é possível estes teste não serem surpresa?<br /><br />Assinado por um...<br />Nuno RodriguesNuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-74472541351255935692011-04-23T00:02:00.005+01:002011-04-23T00:12:11.341+01:00Quando?...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6EIjSfBURDChZuWJAbTYByJEXt2Y8C_54RPSVpZspWwlUTISDUYteInqgKnFuyCUokw0fEb6C9wRxHiocNA8aPs5u9i-AUAN1GCbKxJcEpq0nlVy8TFcrhTxBVLnFL8IbicoqIHHnkzM4/s1600/IMG_966999.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598547768774756098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6EIjSfBURDChZuWJAbTYByJEXt2Y8C_54RPSVpZspWwlUTISDUYteInqgKnFuyCUokw0fEb6C9wRxHiocNA8aPs5u9i-AUAN1GCbKxJcEpq0nlVy8TFcrhTxBVLnFL8IbicoqIHHnkzM4/s400/IMG_966999.jpg" /></a> Não sou nada.<br />Nunca serei nada.<br />Não posso querer ser nada...<br />Á parte isso, tenho em MIM todos os sonhos do MUNDO.<br /><em></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Fernando Pessoa</span></em>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-17937607905886846292011-04-14T21:41:00.005+01:002011-04-14T22:00:05.540+01:00Em mim...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8rB3X2RRoxOj9XWwmZ_P97_VJ9xnviWv3tC0W61Q39bMUA8znGDecPIs2uDhbkCXvfaO5TMC-3e0-u6hTBs4Czb12lFSy0oMPI3XSQDYTDKNDH9t2kW_KUvyA9JQLMaDJKmOXHmOQc359/s1600/101_1226.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595545539717344850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8rB3X2RRoxOj9XWwmZ_P97_VJ9xnviWv3tC0W61Q39bMUA8znGDecPIs2uDhbkCXvfaO5TMC-3e0-u6hTBs4Czb12lFSy0oMPI3XSQDYTDKNDH9t2kW_KUvyA9JQLMaDJKmOXHmOQc359/s400/101_1226.jpg" /></a> <br /><p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span class="maintext1"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%">Magnificat...</span></i></span></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span class="maintext1"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%">Quando é que passará esta noite interna, o universo, </span></i></span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';" ><span class="maintext1">E eu, a minha alma, terei o meu dia? </span><span class="maintext1">Quando é que despertarei de estar acordado? </span><span class="maintext1">Não sei. O sol brilha alto, </span><span class="maintext1">Impossível de fitar. </span><span class="maintext1">As estrelas pestanejam frio, </span><span class="maintext1">Impossíveis de contar. </span><span class="maintext1">O coração pulsa alheio, </span><span class="maintext1">Impossível de escutar. </span><span class="maintext1">Quando é que passará este drama sem teatro, </span><span class="maintext1">Ou este teatro sem drama, </span><span class="maintext1">E recolherei a casa? </span><span class="maintext1">Onde? Como? Quando? </span><span class="maintext1">Gato que me fitas com olhos de vida, que tens lá no fundo? </span><span class="maintext1">É esse! É esse! </span><span class="maintext1">Esse mandará como Josué parar o sol e eu acordarei; </span><span class="maintext1">E então será dia. </span><span class="maintext1">Sorri, dormindo, minha alma! </span><span class="maintext1">Sorri, minha alma, será dia ! </span><span class="maintext1"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic"></span></span></span></i></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';" ><span class="maintext1"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic">Álvaro de Campos, in "Poemas"</span> </span><span class="maintext1">Heterónimo de Fernando Pessoa</span></span><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></i></p><br /><div></div><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span class="maintext1"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"></span></i></span></p><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-10890233687163723312011-03-10T10:50:00.003+00:002011-03-10T11:07:32.164+00:00No coments...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOsMQnZRYJsPwL2H0dFFHCQBStfGBoSvJO5qlOAQIuK6-SEbSnf7lA2iP7rVL8o18mdBE_zfB0S4kOvcNXoNz1cNB0-srUGdDkSKtTCo6bUURF8UqerxuJg0ydSqYdjzjrQP994mg3mz1/s1600/101_10511.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582405767236099378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOsMQnZRYJsPwL2H0dFFHCQBStfGBoSvJO5qlOAQIuK6-SEbSnf7lA2iP7rVL8o18mdBE_zfB0S4kOvcNXoNz1cNB0-srUGdDkSKtTCo6bUURF8UqerxuJg0ydSqYdjzjrQP994mg3mz1/s400/101_10511.jpg" /></a> <center><table><tbody><tr><td><p align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">MÚSICA... Que sei eu de mim?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Que sei eu de haver ser ou estar?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Música... sei só que sem fim</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Quero saber só de sonhar...</span></span><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;"></span></span> </em></p><p align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Música... Bem no que faz mal</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">À alma entregar-se a nada...</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Mas quero ser animal</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Da insuficiência enganada</span></span><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;"></span></span> </em></p><p align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Música... Se eu pudesse ter,</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Não o que penso ou desejo,</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Mas o que não pude haver</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">E que até nem em sonhos vejo,</span></span><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;"></span></span> </em></p><p align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Se também eu pudesse fruir</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Entre as algemas de aqui estar!</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Não faz mal. Flui,</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size:-1;">Para que eu deixe de pensar!</span></span></em></p><p align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Fernando Pessoa</span></em></p></td></tr></tbody></table></center><div align="left"><br /></div><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-19592667749199970592011-02-25T21:20:00.003+00:002011-02-25T21:40:27.783+00:00União de luz...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9lqWDEChLpiBSrSakBp5F3mmtO_hUBpoPASxmx5bURHzMlqhYwK4tLom9nwyR2podeUhga4uhAd59UeTZvkbehgm07YjzXGzcoFK1Op6DpNnS7ufo_1wF2UrvTBT3YqjWnKzSt43ptC9L/s1600/101_10499.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577745231406491266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9lqWDEChLpiBSrSakBp5F3mmtO_hUBpoPASxmx5bURHzMlqhYwK4tLom9nwyR2podeUhga4uhAd59UeTZvkbehgm07YjzXGzcoFK1Op6DpNnS7ufo_1wF2UrvTBT3YqjWnKzSt43ptC9L/s400/101_10499.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1MwjX4dG72s">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1MwjX4dG72s</a><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6926652573018517715.post-6149040626179193222011-02-05T00:18:00.002+00:002011-02-05T22:09:19.604+00:00Talvez uma excelência...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYwd4KhDrjU0M54CToIrroKZ2hsRBqp5zB9xeL2rBCnWog3lSYMgl8HMy2KqMp2N-i15ZlXiVIS0nfUWfwUgQ6JTaLL8LF8YRkschj51kKU6Er8tQ92PFA2SsFN70jPq0pXfuWBHgLmCQ/s1600/101_115000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569993593838623026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYwd4KhDrjU0M54CToIrroKZ2hsRBqp5zB9xeL2rBCnWog3lSYMgl8HMy2KqMp2N-i15ZlXiVIS0nfUWfwUgQ6JTaLL8LF8YRkschj51kKU6Er8tQ92PFA2SsFN70jPq0pXfuWBHgLmCQ/s400/101_115000.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Nuno Rodrigueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13183835330703053888noreply@blogger.com1