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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEFQns5fip7ImA9WhRUF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723</id><updated>2012-01-27T23:36:53.526-02:00</updated><category term="familia" /><category term="fofoca erudita" /><category term="podcast" /><category term="recomendo mesmo" /><category term="vinhetas" /><category term="um curta por dia" /><category term="trilha sonora" /><category term="midialivrismo" /><category term="instante avesso filmes" /><category term="coletivo fórceps" /><category term="livro" /><category term="festa" /><category term="música" /><category term="webrádio" /><category term="programação cultural" /><category term="dicas musicais" /><category term="poema que voa" /><category term="download" /><category term="música afetiva" /><category term="conector entrevista" /><category term="teatro" /><category term="comunicação" /><category term="direito autoral" /><category term="imagem do som" /><category term="cinema" /><category term="video" /><category term="conto por enquanto" /><category term="vendendo peixe" /><category term="design" /><category term="tv" /><category term="ciência" /><category term="circuito fora do eixo" /><category term="maternidade" /><title>Instante Avesso</title><subtitle type="html">::: por Mariana Lima</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/InstanteAvesso" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="instanteavesso" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4ARX07fSp7ImA9WhRUF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-3769687582187536137</id><published>2012-01-21T23:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:25:44.305-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-27T23:25:44.305-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cinema" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recomendo mesmo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="um curta por dia" /><title /><summary>O curta de hoje é sobre um café da manhã de uma criança. Mas, que não sai bem como ela gostaria... Um filme lindo que só!! Recomendo para todas as mamães de plantão e aqueles que se emocionam com a delicadeza de uma criança, rs.

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A mesa do café-da-manhã 
Breakfast Table
ChaeHyun Kim
08min00s | Coreia do Sul | 2010 | Animação




Sinopse

Uma mulher está ocupada preparando o café-da-manhã de </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/3769687582187536137/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=3769687582187536137&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3769687582187536137?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3769687582187536137?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2012/01/o-curta-de-hoje-e-sobre-um-cafe-da.html" title="" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWH2USWi0qU/TyNN9u2F5BI/AAAAAAAADBg/gt0AP5zqsfQ/s72-c/curta+-+mesa+de+jantar.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4CQHY9fyp7ImA9WhRUF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-3045462811483771296</id><published>2012-01-19T22:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:26:01.867-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-27T23:26:01.867-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cinema" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="um curta por dia" /><title /><summary>
Estou lançando a série audiovisual de apreciação, "UM CURTA POR DIA", ou, claro, assim que possível parar e assistir. Mas a ideia é assistir um por dia mesmo, pois são videos curtos e sem aquele peso de longa-metragem, com uma poética diferenciada (nem sempre bem interpretada ou apreciada por todos, rs) e pra fugir da mesmice.



Como fontes temos vários canais na internet, o que começo essa </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/3045462811483771296/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=3045462811483771296&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3045462811483771296?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3045462811483771296?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2012/01/estou-lancando-serie-audiovisual-de.html" title="" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-89Es74aiOwY/TyNOaUro5KI/AAAAAAAADBo/jCtV9ch2yGI/s72-c/curta+-+nalu.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAEQXg7fCp7ImA9WhRVEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-7503469831164644848</id><published>2011-12-05T22:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:38:20.604-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-10T21:38:20.604-02:00</app:edited><title>Tempo rei, óh tempo rei</title><summary>

Sempre me lembro daquela música do Gil, Tempo Rei. Esse tempo que brinca com o coração da gente. E nós, sempre a navegar tentando entender, digerir, absorver o que o tempo traz e leva. Sempre com aquela sensação de incapacidade, de incontrole, de perda.



Me lembro com exatidão das sensações do dia que descobri a gravidez e de como reagi a aquilo tudo. Como se realmente tivesse sido ontem. E </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/7503469831164644848/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=7503469831164644848&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/7503469831164644848?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/7503469831164644848?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/12/tempo-rei-oh-tempo-rei.html" title="Tempo rei, óh tempo rei" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/CTJdrLuNVzQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcGR3s6fyp7ImA9WhRTE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-436347419969353371</id><published>2011-11-03T20:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T21:47:06.517-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-03T21:47:06.517-02:00</app:edited><title>Meu pacotinho</title><summary>
Depois que a Laura nasceu muita coisa aconteceu. Mas, o mais encantador e mágico foi o amor maior do mundo que nasceu aqui dentro quando percebi que tinha no colo a coisa mais linda da minha vida. E cada segundo é especialmente guardado, seja na memória emotiva ou por uma lente audiovisual, ou mesmo numa canção feita pelo coração.




Meu pacotinho 

Se o tempo fosse de sabão
o teu crescer não </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/436347419969353371/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=436347419969353371&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/436347419969353371?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/436347419969353371?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/11/meu-pacotinho.html" title="Meu pacotinho" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/VsZS32pDgDg/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYCSHs8eip7ImA9WhRTEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-4903104625008139820</id><published>2011-11-02T23:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:19:29.572-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-02T23:19:29.572-02:00</app:edited><title>Dicas de e para mães de primeira viagem</title><summary>
Não é fácil ser mãe, mas é prazeroso. E você já deve estar imaginando que a dificuldade vêm nas fraldas sujas, nas noites sem dormir ou nas cólicas do bebê. Sim, essa parte é difícil no começo, mas depois a gente acostuma e vira parte da sua vida. 



A parte difícil mesmo tem sido segurar a onda, ter paciência, saber ouvir seus amigos combinarem uma saía no sábado a noite e lembrar que não pode</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/4903104625008139820/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=4903104625008139820&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/4903104625008139820?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/4903104625008139820?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/11/dicas-de-e-para-maes-de-primeira-viagem.html" title="Dicas de e para mães de primeira viagem" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAFRXg-fip7ImA9WhdWEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-7390589248277956141</id><published>2011-09-05T12:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T12:31:54.656-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-05T12:31:54.656-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="familia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maternidade" /><title>Bendita maternidade, eis a família</title><summary>
Eu não sabia. Não tinha ideia. Nunca soube nada além daquela visão comum do lado de fora. E que noção eu poderia ter sem viver de fato a experiência? E é por isso que sentimos medo. Aquele inverno todo na barriga durante meses a fio. Aquela eterna interrogação até que o nono mês fosse atingido e, no derramar das últimas inseguranças e medos, viesse enfim se revelar as feições do pequeno ser que </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/7390589248277956141/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=7390589248277956141&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/7390589248277956141?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/7390589248277956141?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/09/bendita-maternidade-eis-familia.html" title="Bendita maternidade, eis a família" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MCQno9fyp7ImA9WhdWEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-823366858906561798</id><published>2011-08-22T16:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:04:23.467-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-05T11:04:23.467-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="familia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maternidade" /><title>Laura linda</title><summary>

Minha Laura linda e eu, de coruja...</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/823366858906561798/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=823366858906561798&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/823366858906561798?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/823366858906561798?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/08/laura-linda.html" title="Laura linda" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cEJttFghfo/TlKgxWvMegI/AAAAAAAADA0/1q_pFj06NE4/s72-c/CIMG4382.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEICQHY9fyp7ImA9WhdQF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-4832554392636633236</id><published>2011-08-19T14:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:56:01.867-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-19T14:56:01.867-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dicas musicais" /><title>Bom axé existe</title><summary>Detesto os que enchem a boca pra falar mal da Ivete só por segurarem uma bandeira contra o axé. Elas tem umas músicas muito boas, arranjos gostosos, sem falar da voz ímpar da mulher né... rs. Vai um pouco do que gosto dela... 

</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/4832554392636633236/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=4832554392636633236&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/4832554392636633236?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/4832554392636633236?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/08/bom-axe-existe.html" title="Bom axé existe" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/AtiUjdAy84I/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcBRHczeSp7ImA9WhdQF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-8736346810302228495</id><published>2011-08-19T08:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:07:35.981-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-19T08:07:35.981-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poema que voa" /><title>Seus olhos</title><summary>Seus olhos, dizem, parecem com os meus. Mas há neles a sua expressão, o seu enrugar, o seu manipular, mesmo que ainda não consciente. Há neles um mistério, uma dúvida, um quê de questão... Como eles serão, de verdade, quando o corpo crescer?


</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/8736346810302228495/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=8736346810302228495&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/8736346810302228495?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/8736346810302228495?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/08/seus-olhos.html" title="Seus olhos" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04HRnY_fCp7ImA9WhdQF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-337037417927269762</id><published>2011-08-19T08:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:05:37.844-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-19T08:05:37.844-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poema que voa" /><title>hoje, depois de ontem</title><summary>Foi uma certa tristeza que me tomou o coração hoje.
O que não saiu como planejado
O que ouviu de ressentimento
O que fez pareceu (parecer) em vão...
</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/337037417927269762/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=337037417927269762&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/337037417927269762?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/337037417927269762?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/08/hoje-depois-de-ontem.html" title="hoje, depois de ontem" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4HRn0yeCp7ImA9WhZbEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-11148234689953031</id><published>2011-06-14T21:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T08:55:37.390-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-15T08:55:37.390-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><title>Ela que me vem ao mundo...</title><summary /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/11148234689953031/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=11148234689953031&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/11148234689953031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/11148234689953031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/06/ela-que-me-vem-ao-mundo.html" title="Ela que me vem ao mundo..." /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/yhxD6jSsVrM/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMMQX84fSp7ImA9WhZVGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-8112145822134676509</id><published>2011-06-01T23:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:58:00.135-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-01T23:58:00.135-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poema que voa" /><title>Ser independente</title><summary>Ser independente?
poder ir e vir
pra onde e quando
com quem e como.

Se no fundo
queremos é resguardo
alguém pra segurar a mão
e que te esperem pro jantar.

Quem te provoque ansiedade
tremor de peles
que te faça perder o sono
que te dê motivos.

E mesmo que eu me irrite
e sinta sua indiferença
saiba que no fundo 
é tudo insegurança minha.

Se é medo notório
ficar só nesse mundo
e como é tão comum</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/8112145822134676509/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=8112145822134676509&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/8112145822134676509?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/8112145822134676509?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/06/ser-independente.html" title="Ser independente" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIDRXY5cSp7ImA9WhZVF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-6269390326585865274</id><published>2011-05-29T23:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T23:46:14.829-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-29T23:46:14.829-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poema que voa" /><title>Enquanto for carnaval</title><summary>Ela deu uma festa
em sua casa grande
de vida solitária
cheia de cômodos.

Convidou um monte de gente
músicos, palhaços, artístitas plásticos
gente estranha e esquisita?
regada a humor e birita?

Sabe ela que a sensação passa
bem estar, diversão, riso frouxo
e quando a casa se despede do movimento
o coração volta ao vazio.

Se dizem amigos
provindos das noitadas 
das desiluções amistosas
dos dias </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/6269390326585865274/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=6269390326585865274&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/6269390326585865274?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/6269390326585865274?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/05/enquanto-for-carnaval.html" title="Enquanto for carnaval" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UAQX48fCp7ImA9WhZXEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-7642859542816598206</id><published>2011-05-01T19:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:34:00.074-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-01T19:34:00.074-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recomendo mesmo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teatro" /><title>Yepocá em Cena 2011</title><summary>A mostra de teatro itinerante do grupo Yepocá começa na semana que vem. A proposta é levar para algumas cidades do interior de MG o contato com a arte teatral e discutir a atualidade sobre a cena teatral nos âmbitos local, estadual e nacional. Na programação tem oficina de palhaço, teatro de boneco e cenotecnia, tudo com um time de primeira de oficineiros. 
O que me introduziu no mundo teatral </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/7642859542816598206/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=7642859542816598206&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/7642859542816598206?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/7642859542816598206?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/05/yepoca-em-cena-2011.html" title="Yepocá em Cena 2011" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BucSEdxkm-A/TbykKqn-6GI/AAAAAAAAC9s/TOOs1RCiQBA/s72-c/Yepoc%25C3%25A1+em+Cena+2011+-+Morada+Nova+de+Minas+-+E-flyer+Divulga%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o+-+Cabe%25C3%25A7alho.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMNRnwzeyp7ImA9WhZQE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-8177188772259162511</id><published>2011-04-20T10:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:34:57.283-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-20T10:34:57.283-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recomendo mesmo" /><title>tUnE-yArDs com sua "Bizness"</title><summary>Achei muito doido esse clip. Em vários sentidos ele me surpreende, rs. A arte plástica, a coreografia, o elenco variado em seu biotipo e faixa etária. A cores... rs. Uma mistura bem vinda neste momento, rs.


Logo abaixo é a banda tocando a mesma música ao vivo. O legal é que dá pra acompanhar como a música se desenvolve ao vivo e os elementos usados e os descartados em relação à versão gravada e</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/8177188772259162511/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=8177188772259162511&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/8177188772259162511?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/8177188772259162511?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/04/tune-yards-com-sua-bizness.html" title="tUnE-yArDs com sua &quot;Bizness&quot;" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/YQ1LI-NTa2s/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QNRXw6cSp7ImA9WhZRFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-4693425739940481559</id><published>2011-04-12T18:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:56:34.219-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-12T18:56:34.219-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maternidade" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fofoca erudita" /><title>Energia de mãe</title><summary>Haja energia. A gente se alimenta direitinho, faz exercício físico, toma vacina, cuida da pele, da glicose, do sangue... de um tudo. Tudo por um novo ser. A tal perpetuação da espécie. E uma coisa tão humana que nos une inexplicavelmente por laços inseparáveis. O amor de uma família, de uma mãe e sua prole. Os gens passados de geração em geração. A espiral eterna da vida...
Ontem, depois de meses</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/4693425739940481559/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=4693425739940481559&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/4693425739940481559?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/4693425739940481559?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/04/energia-de-mae.html" title="Energia de mãe" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YMQX07fCp7ImA9WhZSGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-2935728950598806665</id><published>2011-04-04T11:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:59:40.304-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-04T11:59:40.304-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vendendo peixe" /><title>Fofoca Erudita e seus Pony</title><summary /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/2935728950598806665/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=2935728950598806665&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/2935728950598806665?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/2935728950598806665?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/04/fofoca-erudita-e-seus-pony.html" title="Fofoca Erudita e seus Pony" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/7Mi262UANWg/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cHQHY8eip7ImA9WhZSFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-7344589949606229139</id><published>2011-04-01T12:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T12:17:11.872-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-01T12:17:11.872-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recomendo mesmo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dicas musicais" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fofoca erudita" /><title>Fofoca Erudita no Festival de Verão de Pedro Leopoldo</title><summary>&gt;&gt; 9 º Festival de Verão de Pedro Leopoldo
&gt; Igreja Santo Antônio da Barra 
[ Rua  Maria Faustina Torres,  31 - Santo Antônio da Barra
Pedro Leopoldo - MG]
&gt; segunda-feira - 11/04/2011
&gt; às 20 horas 
&gt; Entrada Franca
http://festivaldeveraopl.blogspot.com/</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/7344589949606229139/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=7344589949606229139&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/7344589949606229139?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/7344589949606229139?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/04/fofoca-erudita-no-festival-de-verao-de.html" title="Fofoca Erudita no Festival de Verão de Pedro Leopoldo" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rse3KwAn4ko/TZXnaFAnFNI/AAAAAAAAC9c/JRE-GjRa1e0/s72-c/emailmkt_festivalveraopl-05.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEDQHoyeCp7ImA9WhZTGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-20612784217740117</id><published>2011-03-23T11:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:31:11.490-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-23T11:31:11.490-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vinhetas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="midialivrismo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="podcast" /><title>Vinhetas midialivristas</title><summary>No último sábado participei do minicurso Midialivrismo, oferecido pelo Projeto Ciclo Comunicação e Cultura (que ainda tá rolando em BH e dá tempo de se inscrever para outros minicursos), coordenado pela Aff! Comunicação e Cultura. E além de poder me atualizar no assunto e conhecer/reencontrar pessoas bacanas, o legal da proposta foi fazer uma cobertura colaborativa de todo o projeto (composto de </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/20612784217740117/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=20612784217740117&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/20612784217740117?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/20612784217740117?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/03/vinhetas-midialivristas.html" title="Vinhetas midialivristas" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEICSH87cCp7ImA9WhZTE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-3416466677867592143</id><published>2011-03-17T17:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:09:29.108-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-17T17:09:29.108-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="livro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maternidade" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recomendo mesmo" /><title>Ser mãe é sorrir em parafuso</title><summary>Foi talvez o título, a ilustração ou algum sinal divino que me fez folhear este livro pela primeira vez. 
É que quando se está grávida muita coisa resolve acontecer na nossa vida. Ainda mais quando essa coisa cósmica que é gerar outra pessoa vem num susto, para te descolocar da jogada, te tirar do rumo, te desorganizar... te colocar em parafuso.
No meu caso foram (estão sendo) muitas coisas ao </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/3416466677867592143/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=3416466677867592143&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3416466677867592143?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3416466677867592143?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/03/ser-mae-e-sorrir-em-parafuso.html" title="Ser mãe é sorrir em parafuso" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TW3bkiH5fhg/TYJnkViJSlI/AAAAAAAAC9M/sb86VCljJiE/s72-c/ser+mae+%25C3%25A9+sorrir+em+parafuso.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYBQns-eCp7ImA9Wx9aF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-5241876583401287492</id><published>2011-03-10T15:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T15:35:53.550-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-10T15:35:53.550-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poema que voa" /><title>A volta, a ida</title><summary>Quando venho, sinto que na verdade fiquei.
Quando estou, sinto que deveria ir.
Quando vou, sinto que poderia ter ficado.
Quando estou, sinto que devo voltar.
Quando meu coração vai se sentir em casa?
Quando essa sensação vai acabar?
De que nem aqui nem lá me pertencem mais.
De que algo se perdeu na viagem.
De que algo está fora do lugar.
De que eu não sou mais eu...</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/5241876583401287492/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=5241876583401287492&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/5241876583401287492?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/5241876583401287492?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/03/volta-ida.html" title="A volta, a ida" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4AQXg7cSp7ImA9Wx9aEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-3525978091444394493</id><published>2011-03-04T08:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T08:09:00.609-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-04T08:09:00.609-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recomendo mesmo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dicas musicais" /><title>Penguin Cafe Orchestra</title><summary>
For my baby that's coming up soon...</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/3525978091444394493/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=3525978091444394493&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3525978091444394493?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3525978091444394493?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/03/penguin-cafe-orchestra.html" title="Penguin Cafe Orchestra" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/eU8IziD08t4/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IDSHsyfip7ImA9Wx9aEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-8356199076088647846</id><published>2011-03-03T15:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T15:06:19.596-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-03T15:06:19.596-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="conto por enquanto" /><title>o cinema e minha câmera</title><summary>Saio para fazer algumas imagens. Tenho sim uma ideia na cabeça, mas deixo que os acontecimentos em volta me carreguem para o resultado. Não produzo nada. Nem meu próprio figurino. 

Há uma distância enorme no que imaginamos ea imagem que conseguimos. Talvez por isso a literatura ou mesmo a música seriam artes mais "fáceis" para eu produzir. Se tenho a imaginação é só saber conta-la de uma forma </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/8356199076088647846/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=8356199076088647846&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/8356199076088647846?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/8356199076088647846?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/03/o-cinema-e-minha-camera.html" title="o cinema e minha câmera" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-m1BDlZ-fsrM/TW_XVDwKDWI/AAAAAAAAC80/1UBpE2SmhhA/s72-c/peter+sellers-um+convidado.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MBQH47eCp7ImA9Wx9aEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-3144774968414204041</id><published>2011-03-02T09:29:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T11:17:31.000-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-02T11:17:31.000-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recomendo mesmo" /><title>'Os Sonâmbulos' de Igor Amin</title><summary>

Um video bacana sobre as doideras de infância, rs.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/3144774968414204041/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=3144774968414204041&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3144774968414204041?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/3144774968414204041?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/03/os-sonambulos-de-igor-amin.html" title="'Os Sonâmbulos' de Igor Amin" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/q_AGb58iIRs/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYHRHc4eCp7ImA9Wx9bGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759108115311039723.post-9166859187136801413</id><published>2011-02-28T09:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T09:28:55.930-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-28T09:28:55.930-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><title>que pena</title><summary /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/feeds/9166859187136801413/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=759108115311039723&amp;postID=9166859187136801413&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/9166859187136801413?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759108115311039723/posts/default/9166859187136801413?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.instanteavesso.com/2011/02/que-pena.html" title="que pena" /><author><name>Mariana Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14904183915804016839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQt-CBcXJ5Q/S3P5GyoeiNI/AAAAAAAACrg/l-6GQDeUfzQ/S220/perfil+twitter.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/4Dhn5zUjR-0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

