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Aqui eu conto um pouco das histórias da minha vida e, claro, da minha fotografia.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</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/StefanoAguiarFotografo" /><feedburner:info uri="stefanoaguiarfotografo" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEDRX05fyp7ImA9Wx9bE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-3476907430638544406</id><published>2011-02-21T16:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:31:14.327-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-21T16:31:14.327-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aurora" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ensaio" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nascer do sol" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ensaio de casal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arpoador" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alvorada" /><title>Luciana, Thiago, e a alvorada</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Recentemente uma amiga minha, fotógrafa, voltou da Europa apaixonada pela luz "lá de cima". É fato, quanto mais para o norte se vai, menos o sol sobe no céu (principalmente no inverno), criando a linda luz dourada e lateral que nós, fotógrafos aqui dos trópicos, só vemos nas primeiras e nas últimas horas do dia.&lt;br /&gt;
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Foi o caso com a Luciana e o Thiago, que tiveram fôlego para levantar ainda de noite e me encontrar na Pedra do Arpoador, zona sul do Rio. O lugar serve de "posto de observação" para uma visão impressionante: o sol rompendo o horizonte e o céu colorindo-se do negro da noite até o azul anil do fim da manhã - e tudo o que há entre os dois.&lt;br /&gt;
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Um período do ano em que a boa vontade floresce, e todos parecem caminhar juntos, um só pensamento e vários desejos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cada um tem o seu pedido, o seu desejo para si e para o próximo, as suas esperanças renovadas. E os votos, muitos votos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Os meus são de que todo casal que fotografei, todo amigo que fiz, todo parente que abrecei, e todo desconhecido que ajudei neste ano, tenham um natal feliz. Na felicidade de cada um. Há os que se contentam com pouco, e os com muito, há aqueles que desejam presentes, e outros apenas cear em família.&lt;br /&gt;
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Seja qual for o seu desejo, ele está aqui, no meu coração, na forma da sua felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;
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Seja feliz, apenas isso.&lt;br /&gt;
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E um ótimo natal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-8906979144621195484?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/ToFgKyPDA7k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=8906979144621195484&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/8906979144621195484?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/8906979144621195484?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/ToFgKyPDA7k/feliz-natal.html" title="Feliz Natal!" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TRTNbnSeADI/AAAAAAAACwk/HmELWxBoMrk/s72-c/163110_1577310310498_1167815828_31372322_6199964_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/12/feliz-natal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIARno6eyp7ImA9Wx9QEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-1691858411976255998</id><published>2010-12-22T10:30:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:55:47.413-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-22T10:55:47.413-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="largo dos guimarães" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cine santa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamento" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casa de santa teresa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="santa teresa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="escadaria selarón" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="santa tereza" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lapa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casais" /><title>Bianca + Daniel em Santa Teresa</title><content type="html">Em Julho deste ano eu recebo uma ligação mais ou menos assim: "Oi, eu sou a Bianca, nós temos um contrato para Novembro, e eu queria saber se você ainda lembra de mim."&lt;br /&gt;
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Como assim? Claro que eu lembro. É a Bianca, que vai casar com o Daniel na Casa de Santa Teresa, em 14 de Novembro. Eu até achei ligeiramente razoável, já que a Bianca havia fechado contrato com dois anos de antecedência, mas não tinha como esquecer dos dois. E argumentei isso, só pra ouvir a seguinte resposta: "Pois é, desculpe, mas é que não lembro de você!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Opa! Que papo mais maluco.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas o caso foi mesmo esse. Ela teve um problema de saúde que acarretou em perda temporária da memória e realmente não lembrava de mim. Por alguns dias ela não lembrava nem do noivo, tadinho. Mas o Daniel esteve lá presente, o tempo inteiro com ela, orando, cuidando, pedindo e aguardando. E, menos de um ano depois, numa recuperação recorde, os dois se davam as mãos sob o teto de árvores da Casa de Santa.&lt;br /&gt;
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Na &lt;a href="http://www.casamentocelta.com.br/"&gt;cerimônia Celta&lt;/a&gt; deles houve vários momentos lindos. Mas durante a leitura das cartas - notas que um escreveu para o outro, e leram trocado, em voz alta - todos vieram abaixo. Parentes, convidados, equipe de filmagem, assistente, o fotógrafo, todos se emocionaram. Muito.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu posso dizer de coração que os dois merecem todo aquele choro. E meu desejo é que cada lágrima derramada na grama seja para eles um ano de muita felicidade no casamento deles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vão ter que viver muitos anos, vocês dois, viu? Pois haja lágrimas naquele dia.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Estando em Santa, com um casal animado, tivemos que terminar num super ensaio pelas ruelas e pracinhas do Rio. O resultado valeu muito à pena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pra terminar, já que estávamos em Santa, descemos a Escadaria Selarón para fechar com chave de ouro nosso ensaio e nosso dia. Foram quase duas horas de ensaio, cansativo e criativo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Obrigado a vocês, Bianca e Daniel, por sua paciência, confiança e, sobretudo, por sua participação.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Agradecimentos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ao &lt;b&gt;Wagner Pinheiro&lt;/b&gt;, segundo fotógrafo e braço direito (e esquerdo, e pelo menos uma perna) nessa dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;À &lt;b&gt;Priscila Aguiar&lt;/b&gt;, minha querida esposa, que tem me dado uma força incrível. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;À &lt;b&gt;Sônia&lt;/b&gt;, da &lt;a href="http://www.casadesantateresa.com.br/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Casa de Santa Teresa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, sempre cuidadosa, e atenciosa com todo mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;À &lt;b&gt;Beatriz&lt;/b&gt;, celebrante do &lt;a href="http://www.casamentocelta.com.br/"&gt;Casamento Celta&lt;/a&gt;, a quem tive o prazer de conhecer no dia, e cuja cerimônia me encantou muito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ao &lt;b&gt;Adil&lt;/b&gt;, do &lt;a href="http://www.cinesanta.com.br/"&gt;Cine Santa&lt;/a&gt;, que não só facilitou o acesso, mas deu a ideia de fazermos as fotos por lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A meus parceiros da filmagem &lt;a href="http://www.ecoisadecinema.com.br/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É Coisa de Cinema&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, amigos para todas as horas e profissionais competentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E, claro, aos noivos, por sua confiança e por todo o prazer que tive em fotografá-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Perdido num recôndito de Duque de Caixas, terra dos Tigres de Xerém (e do Zeca Pagodinho, mais conhecido), numa estradinha deliciosamente interiorarana a apenas 15 minutos da BR-040, com suas oito pistas de asfalto e velocidade, localizei o lugar. Um promontório gramado - pasto para vacas - com uma vista fantástica. Me pareceu o lugar perfeito para detonar o vestido da Iaryma. E os dois acharam o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nosso dia começou cedo, antes do sol nascer, com os preparativos para o ensaio. Já com o céu iluminado, escalamos o morro a duras penas. Mas o que veio depois compensou todo esforço e o suor. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;Esse é o Wagner, o braço direito e amigo, tentando escapar do calor implacável de Dezembro.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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O espírito de equipe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Está claro que os garçons se ajudam mutuamente, o pessoal dos frios não surrupia ingredentes da turma dos quentes, quem está servindo água não pega os copos do refrigerante, um segurança não deixa o outro desguarnecido, os fotógrafos vigiam para não invadir o quadro alheio, e as equipes de filmagem buscam os melhores ângulos para cobrir toda a extensão do evento. Cada equipe atuando no dia procura fazer seu trabalho. Mas, quando o assunto é como estas equipes interagem entre si, a relação não é das melhores.&lt;br /&gt;
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Brigas e birras são frequentes entre cinegrafistas e fotógrafos, entre cerimonialistas e cinegrafistas/fotógrafos, buffets que se recusam a alimentar profissionais, e a lista pode ser do tamanho do seu casamento. Cada profissional/equipe quer fazer o melhor, colocando-se como prioridade na festa. E de quem é a prioridade?&lt;br /&gt;
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A prioridade é da noiva. Ponto.&lt;br /&gt;
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Discordâncais entre trabalhadores num evento só prejudicam uma pessoa: ela, a estrela da festa, quem faz e para quem se faz tudo acontecer. O posicionamento de todos deve ser o de colegas, nunca de concorrentes, jamais de competição, mas de cooperação. &lt;br /&gt;
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Se você é profissional do ramo, pense nisso. No seu próximo evento, veja as outras equipes como colegas, imagine o impacto que o seu trabalho pode ter no trabalho dos outros, e pense em como reduzir isso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quanto mais os profissionais se ajudarem, mais fácil será o trabalho de cada um, e melhor será o resultado final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-2341372826544373559?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/0IdFJKmlBuo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=2341372826544373559&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/2341372826544373559?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/2341372826544373559?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/0IdFJKmlBuo/equipes-e-equipes.html" title="Equipes e equipes" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/09/equipes-e-equipes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04HR3k_cCp7ImA9Wx5QGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-1438807354797204263</id><published>2010-09-08T10:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:25:36.748-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-08T11:25:36.748-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sheraton barra" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotojornalismo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casais" /><title>Priscila + Rogério</title><content type="html">A Priscila foi a noivinha complicada do ano. Começou a procurar seu fotógrafo tarde, organizou o casamento sozinha mesmo trabalhando, e ainda precisou adiar o casamento, por conta de um problema de saúde do pai. &lt;br /&gt;
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Um dos maiores elogios que um fotógrafo pode receber de um casal é algo como "me diz qual a data que você tem disponível, para eu remanejar tudo." Simplesmente demais! E conseguimos encaixar todas as datas numa sexta-feira, dia 13 de Agosto. Se você torceu o nariz, saiba que não tivemos de lidar com nada além do leve nervosismo da Priscila no hotel. Isso a equipe do &lt;a href="http://www.espacoviprio.com.br/"&gt;Espaço VIP&lt;/a&gt; dobrou facilmente, com massagens e outras terapias. Aquelas que fazem a gente ficar com invejinha da noiva e querer também, sabe?&lt;br /&gt;
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Tirando isso, foi um dia de casamento como todos podemos desejar: tempo bom, calor ameno, noivos simpáticos e atenciosos, convidados educados, comida boa. Preciso pedir mais nada!&lt;br /&gt;
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Assistente de iluminação: Wagner Pinheiro&lt;br /&gt;
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Quer ver a galeria toda? &lt;a href="http://209.62.39.10/%7Estefanoa/bdi/index.php?album=2010-08-13-Priscila_Rogerio"&gt;Clica aqui!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-1438807354797204263?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/2or95AML3j0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=1438807354797204263&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/1438807354797204263?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/1438807354797204263?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/2or95AML3j0/priscila-rogerio.html" title="Priscila + Rogério" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TIeTZWqjOaI/AAAAAAAACHw/w8VshTT8Y4U/s72-c/PR-Blog%2302.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/09/priscila-rogerio.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04DRnk6cCp7ImA9Wx5QGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-7772810362185541945</id><published>2010-09-03T16:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:26:17.718-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-08T11:26:17.718-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="noivos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="n.s. da penna" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nossa senhora da penna" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rio de janeiro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="expo noivas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="noivas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamento de dia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pôr-do-sol" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casais" /><title>A Flor e o Poeta</title><content type="html">A flor é a inspiraçao do poeta.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas é o poeta, com versos e rimas, quem pinta a flor para nosso deleite.&lt;br /&gt;
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A flor e o poeta se completam na prosa e na poesia. Na pintura e na fotografia.&lt;br /&gt;
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Assim como a Gabriella e o Gledson. Se encontraram em pontos distantes das próprias vidas e descobriram no defeito de um a virtude do outro. E entre poemas, lágrimas, sorrisos e livros, tornaram pública sua história naquela que é a igreja que homenageia os escritores e poetas, a Nossa Senhora da Penna.&lt;br /&gt;
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No meio de um turbilhão de acontecimentos, tanto o casal quanto este que vos escreve viveram um dia mágico de sol quente, calor ameno e novas experiências. Este foi, de longe, o melhor casamento do ano, pois pude trabalhar com o frescor de ideias novas, calcado na segurança das práticas antigas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Só tenho a agradecer aos dois, Gabriella e Gledson, e com meu trabalho demonstrar o vislumbre que tive com vocês.&lt;br /&gt;
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Segundo fotógrafo: Wagner Pinheiro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-7772810362185541945?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/tvQsXlbLHmU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=7772810362185541945&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/7772810362185541945?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/7772810362185541945?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/tvQsXlbLHmU/flor-e-o-poeta.html" title="A Flor e o Poeta" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TIFJNW_3RGI/AAAAAAAACFM/p9NGl2h4qzY/s72-c/20100807e_520.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/09/flor-e-o-poeta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQHQ3wzeSp7ImA9Wx5QFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-3011532762141701622</id><published>2010-08-31T14:45:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T15:08:52.281-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-03T15:08:52.281-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="papai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gravidez" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mãe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grávida" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gestante" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mamãe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bebê" /><title>Jacqueline e Alexandre vão ser mamãe!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TH0-St3loOI/AAAAAAAACDE/r6Mom0ir3ok/s1600/20100710e_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TH0-St3loOI/AAAAAAAACDE/r6Mom0ir3ok/s200/20100710e_002.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Está certo, o Alexandre é macho e todo mundo sabe. Mas vendo ele se relacionar com a irmã do futuro bebê - ainda sem nome definido até verem a carinha dele - dá pra dizer com tranquilidade: o cara é uma mãe.&lt;br /&gt;
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E isso é ótimo!&lt;br /&gt;
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Tendo vivido por mais de 7 anos à sombra da segurança de um salário fixo, numa empresa onde fazíamos planejamento para os próximos 25, sinto justificada essa minha ilusão de controle. A migração da fase funcionário para a fase autônomo aconteceu - por minha livre e espontânea vontade - no pior momento possível. Bem no meio de uma crise de identidade profissional e de total abandono de todas as ferramentas de divulgação do meu trabalho. Não atualizei o site, houve parcas atualizações no blog, parei de anunciar e, pra completar, absorvi uma carga de trabalho tão intensa que atrasei mais prazos do que seria capaz de admitir.&lt;br /&gt;
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E no meio do caminho bateu um certo desespero. Ao invés de correr atrás de clientes, de desenvolvimento pessoal, de novas técnicas, novas mídias, o que fosse, passei quase 6 meses trabalhando, dia após dia, para colocar aqueles prazos em ordem. Tirando o salário, não percebi muita diferença de quando era funcionário de crachá. Mas, como diria &lt;i&gt;Joseph Climber&lt;/i&gt;, a vida é uma caixinha de surpresas, e uma oportunidade que até então eu não aventaria bateu à minha porta: uma proposta para trabalhar como segundo fotógrafo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu já havia sido segundo antes de lançar minha própria marca. Sei do que se trata, e amarguei alguns casamentos com segundos que não me atendiam a contento. Ao invés de pensar a oferta como um "passo-atrás", eu a vi como uma oportunidade. E a abracei de coração aberto. Aproveitei tudo o que aprendera até então, e enumerei todas as falhas que meus próprios segundos deixaram, para me tornar o melhor segundo fotógrafo possível.&lt;br /&gt;
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A parceria com a &lt;a href="http://www.carolinapires.com.br/"&gt;Carolina Pires&lt;/a&gt; já dura mais de um ano, e tem sido muito proveitosa para ambos. A cada evento, a confiança mútua aumenta - ela se sente mais segura para deixar certas funções na minha mão e soltar sua criatividade - e eu me sinto mais seguro sabendo que ela está garantindo quando eu estou em alguma posição arriscada, em busca da melhor foto. Sendo ambos donos de suas próprias marcas, assumimos com mais responsabilidade nosso trabalho. Além de tudo isso, há um saudável ambiente de competição, que ela gerencia bem melhor do que eu. Fato.&lt;br /&gt;
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E hoje, mais uma vez, estaremos juntos daqui a algumas horas a caminho de Teresópolis. Eu tenho aprendido muito como segundo fotógrafo, e esse aprendizado se refletiu no meu trabalho solo, e estou muito contente por isso. Tem me ensinado a confiar, a saber o que querer, e a dedicar parte do meu tempo treinando mais um fotógrafo - seja para me substituir ou para me complementar. Porque o máximo de planejamento que podemos fazer nesta vida é não ter certeza do dia de amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;
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Estou jogando a ilusão do controle fora. Pouco a pouco.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decoração: parte importante do casamento que é responsabilidade de um segundo-fotógrafo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Se você enviou uma mensagem nas últimas 48horas, peço a gentileza de enviar novamente para garantir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-2379936828286774996?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/kV9290YKXhM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=2379936828286774996&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/2379936828286774996?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/2379936828286774996?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/kV9290YKXhM/e-mail-resolvido.html" title="E-mail resolvido." /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/07/e-mail-resolvido.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cERHcyeSp7ImA9Wx5TFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-369040396235985100</id><published>2010-07-30T00:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:03:25.991-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-30T00:03:25.991-03:00</app:edited><title>E-mail fora do ar</title><content type="html">Prezados clientes, temporariamente meu e-mail está fora do ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A situação já está sendo verificada com o provedor, mas deve durar ainda umas 24 horas até a solução final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se precisarem falar comigo, usem o stefanoaguiarfoto@gmail.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-369040396235985100?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/QsdFBqhAOGU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=369040396235985100&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/369040396235985100?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/369040396235985100?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/QsdFBqhAOGU/e-mail-fora-do-ar.html" title="E-mail fora do ar" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/07/e-mail-fora-do-ar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEICQX8zeCp7ImA9WxFbFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-4167163903973010909</id><published>2010-07-07T12:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:29:20.180-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-07T12:29:20.180-03:00</app:edited><title>Luciana e Thiago flagrados em Petrópolis</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TDSdGMprVFI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-2Qs9G_rDQk/s1600/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TDSdGMprVFI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-2Qs9G_rDQk/s400/IMG_0141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491186575472284754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não comentei aqui, mas durante a Copa (ou melhor, enquanto o Brasil estava na Copa) eu fui constantemente a Petrópolis assistir aos jogos da seleção com o meu avô, fã de futebol e antigo jogador de um time de base do Vasco da Gama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num desses finais de semana prolongados, aproveitei para incluir uma novidade no meu guarda-roupas, pois carecia de algumas roupas de frio. Não é que, no meio de uma Rua Teresa toda fechada, encontro, na única loja em funcionamento, os queridos Luciana e Thiago, casal de Abril/2011, fazendo a mesma coisa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como diria a minha ex-noiva &lt;b&gt;Beth&lt;/b&gt;, o Rio de Janeiro é uma "ostra".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-4167163903973010909?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/4SpHPMDHDmQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=4167163903973010909&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/4167163903973010909?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/4167163903973010909?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/4SpHPMDHDmQ/luciana-e-thiago-flagrados-em.html" title="Luciana e Thiago flagrados em Petrópolis" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TDSdGMprVFI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-2Qs9G_rDQk/s72-c/IMG_0141.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/07/luciana-e-thiago-flagrados-em.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAESXo7eSp7ImA9WxFUE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-1900129211645983157</id><published>2010-06-24T11:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:45:08.401-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-24T11:45:08.401-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emanuelle missura" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aniversários" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="carolina pires" /><title>Parabéns Wagner</title><content type="html">Dia 12 de Junho foi dia dos namorados e dia do aniversário do &lt;b&gt;Wagner Pinheiro&lt;/b&gt;. Pra quem não sabe, o Wagner é o meu braço direito, grande amigo e fiel companheiro. Metade dos créditos das minhas fotos poderia ir pra ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí, estavávamos eu e a &lt;a href="http://www.carolinapires.com.br"&gt;Carolina Pires&lt;/a&gt; num casamento, pensando no que poderíamos fazer, em pleno dia dos namorados, para o Wagner. A solução veio dentro do próprio casamento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de encerrado o trabalho, curtimos um "micro-parabéns" na salinha de apoio, com as simpáticas meninas da &lt;a href="http://www.casarefacil.com.br/"&gt;Emanuelle Missura&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12606216&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12606216&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12606216"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/desbrousses"&gt;Leonardo Desbrousses&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica um agradecimento especial ao &lt;b&gt;Leonardo Desbrousses&lt;/b&gt; pelo vídeo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-1900129211645983157?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/2bgTq__3a6U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=1900129211645983157&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/1900129211645983157?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/1900129211645983157?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/2bgTq__3a6U/parabens-wagner.html" title="Parabéns Wagner" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/06/parabens-wagner.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04CRngzfSp7ImA9WxFVEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-2628651003924225535</id><published>2010-06-10T13:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:06:07.685-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-10T13:06:07.685-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aaro and teri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamento maluco" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wedding dance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dança casamento" /><title>O casamento de Aarron e Teri</title><content type="html">A cerimônia começou divertidíssima. Mas, por mais novidade que seja, o vestido branco estava lá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YyyXW_uomho&amp;color1=0x6699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YyyXW_uomho&amp;color1=0x6699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dica da &lt;b&gt;Viviane Davico&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-2628651003924225535?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/4FXDsXa3pZE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=2628651003924225535&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/2628651003924225535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/2628651003924225535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/4FXDsXa3pZE/o-casamento-de-aarron-e-teri.html" title="O casamento de Aarron e Teri" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-casamento-de-aarron-e-teri.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIBR3syfSp7ImA9WxFWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-4040702514803031824</id><published>2010-06-06T22:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T23:25:56.595-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-06T23:25:56.595-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maio" /><title>Maio acaba.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TAxYZQoKycI/AAAAAAAAAj4/LUtOwNKJRPs/s1600/_SAF0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio, quase perdi um amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio, me deixei levar pelo rancor até ficar doente por isso.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio, ri feito louco, sem nenhum motivo.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio, me concentrei até enlouquecer e fui trazido de volta.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio, fotografei demais.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio, editei de menos.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio, distorci todas as minhas prioridades.&lt;br /&gt;Deixei de lado o que importava,&lt;br /&gt;Para fazer o que achava ser importante.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio sofri calotes.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio ignorei minha própria festa de aniversário.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio lamentei não ter tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio abracei o mundo com as pernas (como diria Ziraldo) até não poder mais.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio tentei encaixar 36 horas de tarefas em apenas 24.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio ajudei uma vida nova.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio me lembrei da minha própria vida velha.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio atrasei tantos trabalhos quanto concluí.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio ganhei dinheiro, e o joguei fora.&lt;br /&gt;Não cortei o cabelo. Não fiz a barba. Não abracei quem me abraçava.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio ignorei telefonemas e praguejei quando não era atendido.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio acordei às 4 da manhã e não celebrei o dia nascendo.&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio dirigi 3.000Km à prestação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TAxYZQoKycI/AAAAAAAAAj4/LUtOwNKJRPs/s1600/_SAF0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TAxYZQoKycI/AAAAAAAAAj4/LUtOwNKJRPs/s400/_SAF0771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479852037586471362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas acabou. Como tudo. Acaba. E se esquecer o passado é difícil pra quem tem boa memória, começar de novo pode ser uma solução interessante. Não deixa de ser dura, mas é interessante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-4040702514803031824?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/3SX0XPGHtTY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=4040702514803031824&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/4040702514803031824?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/4040702514803031824?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/3SX0XPGHtTY/maio-acaba.html" title="Maio acaba." /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/TAxYZQoKycI/AAAAAAAAAj4/LUtOwNKJRPs/s72-c/_SAF0771.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/06/maio-acaba.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUGQ349eip7ImA9WxFXF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-5572186707681262275</id><published>2010-05-25T00:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:03:42.062-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-25T01:03:42.062-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stefano aguiar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="roberto carlos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quando" /><title>Quando você se separou de mim...</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12008445&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12008445&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12008445"&gt;Quando&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShUd0L8Ie18/S-NaC-FKdgI/AAAAAAAAANs/w3_lV_3gi7g/s400/bsa+152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468313379628807682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-3387210533941628826?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/dZ2C5MkB_gY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=3387210533941628826&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/3387210533941628826?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/3387210533941628826?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/dZ2C5MkB_gY/cafeteria.html" title="Cafeteria" /><author><name>Leandro Davico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00821006159696908131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShUd0L8Ie18/S-NaC-FKdgI/AAAAAAAAANs/w3_lV_3gi7g/s72-c/bsa+152.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/05/cafeteria.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8CRHY-fyp7ImA9WxFRGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-1960743314943250835</id><published>2010-05-04T05:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T05:47:45.857-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-04T05:47:45.857-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="making of" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="expo noivas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vestido" /><title>Momentos</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S9_fGIZVDTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/-yOVBK36UCE/s1600/_SAF1423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S9_fGIZVDTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/-yOVBK36UCE/s400/_SAF1423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467333769077001522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noiva Cláudia dá os últimos toques no vestido.&lt;br /&gt;Esses momentos são, em geral, de muita ansiedade para as noivas e para nós, fotógrafos. A melhor opção é deixá-las à vontade, dar espaço, e nunca deixar de vigiar o que acontece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-1960743314943250835?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/ciTqhBDCUg8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=1960743314943250835&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/1960743314943250835?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/1960743314943250835?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/ciTqhBDCUg8/momentos.html" title="Momentos" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S9_fGIZVDTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/-yOVBK36UCE/s72-c/_SAF1423.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/05/momentos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8FR3k6cSp7ImA9WxFREEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-6641678796191602419</id><published>2010-04-23T14:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:20:16.719-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-23T20:20:16.719-03:00</app:edited><title>Guru...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S9Iq85JjDpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/eOFykTJr0nc/s1600/_SAF4831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S9Iq85JjDpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/eOFykTJr0nc/s400/_SAF4831.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463476523575217810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sempre um figuraça!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-6641678796191602419?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/nsZVlmphDZU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=6641678796191602419&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/6641678796191602419?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/6641678796191602419?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/nsZVlmphDZU/guru.html" title="Guru..." /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S9Iq85JjDpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/eOFykTJr0nc/s72-c/_SAF4831.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/04/guru.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYCQX09cSp7ImA9WxFSFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-56183499454660089</id><published>2010-04-15T12:39:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:22:40.369-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-16T15:22:40.369-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamento de suzana e thiago" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="é coisa de cinema" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="suzana e thiago" /><title>MOATE - Suzana e Thiago</title><content type="html">Como o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leandro&lt;/span&gt; anda mais enrolado que governadores do Distrito Federal, eu resolvi postar esse vídeo no lugar dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10363279&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=1e6e72&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10363279&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=1e6e72&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="360" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Parceria é assim mesmo, intimidade pra quase tudo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-56183499454660089?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/kGXXrhnldus" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=56183499454660089&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/56183499454660089?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/56183499454660089?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/kGXXrhnldus/moate-suzana-e-thiago.html" title="MOATE - Suzana e Thiago" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/04/moate-suzana-e-thiago.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQCQ3g-cSp7ImA9WxFSEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-3505559004973051499</id><published>2010-04-12T19:41:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:46:02.659-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-12T19:46:02.659-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="salão de beleza" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotógrafo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="making of" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="milzana azevedo" /><title>O fotógrafo em seu ofício</title><content type="html">Vida de assistente e segundo fotógrafo é, ou não é, uma maravilha? Enquanto eu ralava, olha o que eles estavam fazendo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S8Oh4iznVPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/uYKPkrKMDqA/s1600/DSC_9286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S8Oh4iznVPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/uYKPkrKMDqA/s400/DSC_9286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459385166091212018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em ação com a noiva Cláudia. Foto do sempre presente Wagner Pinheiro.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S8OiLoT5X2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aE_KnL-vsIM/s1600/IMG_7375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S8OiLoT5X2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aE_KnL-vsIM/s400/IMG_7375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459385493986303842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Contemplando e pensando.. Foto do taciturno e discreto Fabiano Veneza.&lt;br /&gt;Ao fundo a gentilíssima Milzana Azevedo, que não me chutou as canelas nenhuma vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-3505559004973051499?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/m6kN8HTUAMc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=3505559004973051499&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/3505559004973051499?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/3505559004973051499?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/m6kN8HTUAMc/o-fotografo-em-seu-oficio.html" title="O fotógrafo em seu ofício" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S8Oh4iznVPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/uYKPkrKMDqA/s72-c/DSC_9286.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-fotografo-em-seu-oficio.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAFR38zfip7ImA9WxFTGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779446943256914936.post-3758079862976831426</id><published>2010-04-09T23:03:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:48:36.186-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-09T23:48:36.186-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia de casamentos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tiffany" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="noivos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="noivas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tiffany's" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bolha de sabão" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="praia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotojornalismo" /><title>Em busca da criança perdida</title><content type="html">Depois de ler o [suposto] texto do Dr. Dráuzio Varella, publicado mais cedo, fiquei a semana inteira pensando. E de mau humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um clima terrível, chegando a ser insuportável até mesmo pra mim, então imagine você para aqueles que estavam perto. E sou grato por eles. Dá um conforto danado saber que os caras te aturam assim mesmo, percebem que você não está na sua melhor fase e que vai passar. Pelo menos é o que eles esperam. Eu também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_mUEItOcI/AAAAAAAAAig/_Hk-lAJ1vIw/s1600/20091226e_150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_mUEItOcI/AAAAAAAAAig/_Hk-lAJ1vIw/s400/20091226e_150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458334505778362818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viradas de humor tem sido constantes, assim como ideias não germinadas. As ideias estão aqui, como sementes, mas coloca-las no algodão ou planta-las na terra com adubo depende única e exclusivamente da gente. Este texto é uma delas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho me sentido meio oprimido pelas tarefas e pelos casamentos. Saí há pouco de um trabalho de escritório e caí numa espiral tão grande de prazos e de exigências que isso começou a interferir no prazer ao trabalhar. Para cumprir com meus próprios padrões de qualidade, de técnica, de perfeição - ouso dizer - me fechei numa bolha rígida de critérios, e embora não seja algo tão perceptível para quem olha de fora, eu sinto que não estou dando o melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_me-Rc-nI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1GeYeZ0ivd4/s1600/20100227e_024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_me-Rc-nI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1GeYeZ0ivd4/s400/20100227e_024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458334693182995058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma posição estranha e complexa pra mim. Ao passo que tenho feito trabalhos cada vez mais difíceis, sempre em situações críticas, com pouco tempo disponível, e conseguido bons resultados, eu não estou embebido naquilo que deveria ser a essência do meu trabalho: o prazer. Foi por causa do prazer que embarquei nesta jornada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A agradável sensação de curtir os sorrisos dos desconhecidos, de amar um casal de todo coração que meu único pensamento durante o dia é que eles sejam felizes, que eu possa participar de um pedacinho da vida deles, compartilhar sua memória. A alegria de um trabalho bem feito, de ouvir exclamações de alegria e provocar lembranças boas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me afastei disso tudo, me esqueci. Fiz do prazer um trabalho e deixei que o trabalho atrapalhasse o prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde que participei de uma oficina no ano passado, saí de lá com a incumbência de fazer uma foto inédita a cada casamento que participe. Pois amanhã é o dia da Claudia e do André, e eu  não quero fazer uma foto inédita. Eu não quero fazer nada. Me preocupar com o enquadramento preciso, o foco perfeito, o controle absoluto da nitidez, se a noiva está bebendo água, se a comida está boa, se o espumante está circulando a contento, se o buquê é daqui a quatro minutos, se a minha aparência está digna da classe que pretendo representar; nada disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_mbwo51vI/AAAAAAAAAiw/9FmCA1gh4Z0/s1600/20100227e_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_mbwo51vI/AAAAAAAAAiw/9FmCA1gh4Z0/s400/20100227e_008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458334637983651570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã eu quero relaxar, me divertir, deixar o resultado vir naturalmente. Deixar que a arte, e não o ofício, conduzam o trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E para isso, eu começo, hoje, a procurar a criança perdida em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_mXuqKlqI/AAAAAAAAAio/LZHyoQDDH4Y/s1600/20091031__SAF3706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_mXuqKlqI/AAAAAAAAAio/LZHyoQDDH4Y/s400/20091031__SAF3706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458334568732595874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779446943256914936-3758079862976831426?l=stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~4/FGQ_6Qs_XG4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779446943256914936&amp;postID=3758079862976831426&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/3758079862976831426?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779446943256914936/posts/default/3758079862976831426?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/StefanoAguiarFotografo/~3/FGQ_6Qs_XG4/em-busca-da-crianca-perdida.html" title="Em busca da criança perdida" /><author><name>Stefano Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11197912952782455963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKH6iRGcnW4/S7_mUEItOcI/AAAAAAAAAig/_Hk-lAJ1vIw/s72-c/20091226e_150.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://stefanoaguiar.blogspot.com/2010/04/em-busca-da-crianca-perdida.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

