Say: The wind blew my mind about life. And all that was ephemeral If undid. And you only you, you are eternal… (MEIRELES, 1995, p.6) Only one poet's soul to leave so sweet message. And the wind that blew in poetry, also blew the spirit of Art, rapt the soul of the … Read more
You can also listen to this article in the voice of own Plastic Artist Rosângela Vig: I saw yesterday a bug in filth picking up food between the yard debris. When he felt something, Not tested or smelled: Swallow with voracity. The animal was not a dog, It wasn't a cat, It wasn't a rat. The bug, my … Read more
Be the tree that blooms That fruits and spreads on the floor. Let the hungry despojarem you. In your serene branches there are blooms eternal and all mouths they shall be satisfied (MEIRELES, 1995, song XX) The art always ventures, seeking new ways to talk to the soul, to arouse emotions and to awaken. This thought has always accompanied … Read more
I am that woman who taught time Taught to love life. Don't give up the fight. Start over in defeat. Forgo the word and negative thoughts, Believe in human values. Be optimistic. I believe in an immanent force that connects the human family In a luminous current Of universal brotherhood. I believe in human solidarity. I believe … Read more