<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864</id><updated>2012-02-23T16:21:12.012-02:00</updated><category term='Antes durante e depois'/><category term='O Projeto'/><category term='Contextualizando'/><category term='Festa de Inauguração do Parque'/><category term='Referências'/><category term='A Rebelião das Crianças'/><category term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>parque para brincar e pensar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-6795119546052854415</id><published>2011-09-06T20:39:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:57:50.617-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antes durante e depois'/><title type='text'>antes durante depois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO3a1mAv7Gc/TmaumChInPI/AAAAAAAAA9o/rbR4g6QCKoM/s1600/parque2net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO3a1mAv7Gc/TmaumChInPI/AAAAAAAAA9o/rbR4g6QCKoM/s400/parque2net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;dezembro 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8whlY_cdU0/TmauxyDgoQI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ohSbR1a8qfQ/s1600/te02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8whlY_cdU0/TmauxyDgoQI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ohSbR1a8qfQ/s400/te02.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;maio 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ybwho-vuOrE/Tmau5GDvIpI/AAAAAAAAA9w/hJnTte6Ae1o/s1600/final2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ybwho-vuOrE/Tmau5GDvIpI/AAAAAAAAA9w/hJnTte6Ae1o/s400/final2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;julho 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OjLkiDwh7kY/TmavnLpoXeI/AAAAAAAAA90/0Wvi7NELnUU/s1600/_DSC2596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OjLkiDwh7kY/TmavnLpoXeI/AAAAAAAAA90/0Wvi7NELnUU/s400/_DSC2596.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Corda-bamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rH32QZZbOA8/TmawYgEom8I/AAAAAAAAA94/-aVz_VhVt5U/s1600/_DSC2345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rH32QZZbOA8/TmawYgEom8I/AAAAAAAAA94/-aVz_VhVt5U/s400/_DSC2345.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Espaço multiuso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0jwPKeS4us/Tmaypb763CI/AAAAAAAAA-g/c_4yftt99Ec/s1600/259984_10150254906817360_727502359_7412331_3631326_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0jwPKeS4us/Tmaypb763CI/AAAAAAAAA-g/c_4yftt99Ec/s400/259984_10150254906817360_727502359_7412331_3631326_n.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vSWZXuwQyyE/TmaweS7FuJI/AAAAAAAAA98/q0DDtd8weOY/s1600/_DSC2356.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vSWZXuwQyyE/TmaweS7FuJI/AAAAAAAAA98/q0DDtd8weOY/s400/_DSC2356.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Espaço dos bebês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3CtZfB_TzqY/Tmawk1lzeNI/AAAAAAAAA-A/4OeX2JXdIsU/s1600/_DSC2399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3CtZfB_TzqY/Tmawk1lzeNI/AAAAAAAAA-A/4OeX2JXdIsU/s400/_DSC2399.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brinquedo sonoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSR8qxQ8ADQ/Tmaw1NLtTUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/lD_ER4bMlZY/s1600/_DSC2400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSR8qxQ8ADQ/Tmaw1NLtTUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/lD_ER4bMlZY/s400/_DSC2400.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Escala-escala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wyq0su-cenI/TmbBOaRMSeI/AAAAAAAAA-o/SQBfzmQfsco/s1600/_DSC2362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wyq0su-cenI/TmbBOaRMSeI/AAAAAAAAA-o/SQBfzmQfsco/s400/_DSC2362.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bici-elétrica (as pedaladas geram energia para a iluminação do Parque)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4D7HkxTrMbc/Tmaw864f8GI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ML5VvW2X5Xk/s1600/_DSC2405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4D7HkxTrMbc/Tmaw864f8GI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ML5VvW2X5Xk/s400/_DSC2405.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Paisagismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tC7ZD-gZ9Sg/TmaxFsPigNI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/0un7E_R2sEc/s1600/_DSC2343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tC7ZD-gZ9Sg/TmaxFsPigNI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/0un7E_R2sEc/s400/_DSC2343.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rádio Poste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wFpDEFBENDc/TmaxSTnDgiI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TyZXv65lEYw/s1600/composteira-%252803%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wFpDEFBENDc/TmaxSTnDgiI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TyZXv65lEYw/s400/composteira-%252803%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Composteira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4C9okvHgoo/TmaygZux6tI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/95XoGe9Mz4w/s1600/show+anita+e+%252B+098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;No último domingo batizamos o Parque com muita música, para que esse "terreiro" cresça forte como um Baobá e assim semeie muitos Parques para Brincar e Pensar e fortaleça tantos outros que já existem. Plantamos ali uma semente, com muito trabalho! Agradecemos especialmente à Cia_Zin, Cia do Miolo, grupo Cora, banda Contra-Gosto e Treme Terra! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Um salve a todos, de coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Contrafilé &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzvWBWxWAMw/Tg0DTXEJUnI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ZCXG7nczOEs/s1600/show+anita+e+%252B+091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8TOIwEUhXs/Tg0EE1qy5cI/AAAAAAAAA44/JSBpQ_f61P8/s1600/show+anita+e+%252B+109+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8TOIwEUhXs/Tg0EE1qy5cI/AAAAAAAAA44/JSBpQ_f61P8/s400/show+anita+e+%252B+109+copy.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySyFYyAKwQw/Tg0EJB2pXBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/aTklop0YXd0/s1600/show+anita+e+%252B+110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySyFYyAKwQw/Tg0EJB2pXBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/aTklop0YXd0/s400/show+anita+e+%252B+110.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cia_Zin, com Obax:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DysHmRX03Ao/Tg0EZC3gTVI/AAAAAAAAA5U/oqjL4U815aE/s1600/show+anita+e+%252B+115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Vamos celebrar a invenção coletiva de um Parque para Brincar e Pensar, com uma programação muito linda, fogueira, pipoca, comes, bebes e muita diversão:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5hzy07F3e4/TgJjUvP3dDI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/lEQTygIKeuk/s1600/flyer-com-logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5hzy07F3e4/TgJjUvP3dDI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/lEQTygIKeuk/s400/flyer-com-logo.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui está o Mapa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="350" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Rua+Ant%C3%B4nio+Agostin,+97,+S%C3%A3o+Paulo,+Brasil&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;sll=-23.681213,-46.642402&amp;amp;sspn=0.004893,0.01045&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=R.+Ant%C3%B4nio+Agostin,+97+-+Cidade+Ademar,+S%C3%A3o+Paulo,+04419-160,+Brazil&amp;amp;ll=-23.680785,-46.641297&amp;amp;spn=0.005109,0.009377&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;output=embed" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Rua+Ant%C3%B4nio+Agostin,+97,+S%C3%A3o+Paulo,+Brasil&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;sll=-23.681213,-46.642402&amp;amp;sspn=0.004893,0.01045&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=R.+Ant%C3%B4nio+Agostin,+97+-+Cidade+Ademar,+S%C3%A3o+Paulo,+04419-160,+Brazil&amp;amp;ll=-23.680785,-46.641297&amp;amp;spn=0.005109,0.009377&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: blue; text-align: left;"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegue a Avenida Cupecê. Entre à direita na Rua Brás de Abreu. Depois, à direita na Rua Antônio Agostin. A entrada para o Parque é bem pequenininha, entre o poste e o muro azul da igrejinha. A gente te espera lá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDC3h5crCTU/TgE6ct3EpaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/x-isuLfPnFk/s1600/Imagem4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDC3h5crCTU/TgE6ct3EpaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/x-isuLfPnFk/s400/Imagem4.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-4333854507892606669?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/4333854507892606669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=4333854507892606669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/4333854507892606669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/4333854507892606669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/06/festa-junina-de-inauguracao.html' title='FESTA JUNINA DE INAUGURAÇÃO!'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/-e5hzy07F3e4/TgJjUvP3dDI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/lEQTygIKeuk/s72-c/flyer-com-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-1206626645839908018</id><published>2011-06-19T19:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T19:45:14.946-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>11º mutirão, estamos quase lá...</title><content type='html'>Aqui vai um presente que recebemos do Fernando Alabê (integrante da Frente 3 de Fevereiro e do grupo CORA) depois de conhecer o Parque para Brincar e Pensar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PISADA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é favela é chão&lt;br /&gt;Se é chão é duro, é realidade&lt;br /&gt;Mas se é chão, nele brota, nele vive, nele se vai&lt;br /&gt;Se digo favela, digo resistência, consciência, luta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibilidade de fazer diferente&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito nosso de cada dia,&lt;br /&gt;De ser jardim onde agora renasce o chão&lt;br /&gt;Nos POSSOS da gente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Alabê (CORA_Zion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9pVvcgwEiE/Tffv7vjlfhI/AAAAAAAAAzI/YI5AtsC8owE/s400/composteira-%252802%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJBEzreQSy4/Tffv--XVKoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/i99oFQ48qPI/s1600/composteira-%252804%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJBEzreQSy4/Tffv--XVKoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/i99oFQ48qPI/s400/composteira-%252804%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um espaço para os bebês:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7sd9XC4Z28/Tff47ZXyYQI/AAAAAAAAA0o/QKR219yIL7Q/s1600/casa_bebes-%252801%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7sd9XC4Z28/Tff47ZXyYQI/AAAAAAAAA0o/QKR219yIL7Q/s400/casa_bebes-%252801%2529.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoJCy9tuuGc/Tffu0_Eot2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/2ar2EOwqBI0/s400/casa_bebes-%252812%2529.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Brinquedo Sonoro ("a bateria"):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uU16Ysk4-HM/Tffs5rlUWxI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Wwzr6P18L5Q/s1600/brinquedo_sonoro-%252801%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uU16Ysk4-HM/Tffs5rlUWxI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Wwzr6P18L5Q/s400/brinquedo_sonoro-%252801%2529.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNCZTZJfJOg/Tffs83esYTI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Z6500K9l9AI/s1600/brinquedo_sonoro-%252802%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNCZTZJfJOg/Tffs83esYTI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Z6500K9l9AI/s400/brinquedo_sonoro-%252802%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7lRw9jMRhJA/TfftJgPQZwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/gOYiQicQmH4/s400/brinquedo_sonoro-%252814%2529.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fotos: Mariana Cavalcante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-6729224548004315159?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/6729224548004315159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=6729224548004315159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/6729224548004315159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/6729224548004315159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/06/10-mutirao-reta-final.html' title='10º mutirão: reta final!'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/-9xfDfApQb2A/Tff3WRhu9MI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/yhUrQC4tZd4/s72-c/paisagem-%252801%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-122894175366271375</id><published>2011-06-05T19:09:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T01:05:21.779-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>9º mutirão: brinquedos ficando prontos e jardinagem tomando conta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dE54sm0LrU/Tev9156YqTI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rUOd2rVpWFk/s1600/IMG_5155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dE54sm0LrU/Tev9156YqTI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rUOd2rVpWFk/s400/IMG_5155.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Resende e Dona Carmem, parceiros na luta do movimento de favelas na década de 1970, se reencontrando hoje no Parque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fotos: Angela Leon (Basurama Br)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5t8a0Sq75h0/Te2gCZ6o6oI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ILoL0l8NNJE/s1600/5802380087_8ea4de5fc8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MHUc6vtj54/Te2gG76d60I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1NLvKCxgJW4/s1600/5802380599_b5fe5f1d37_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MHUc6vtj54/Te2gG76d60I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1NLvKCxgJW4/s400/5802380599_b5fe5f1d37_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aq80Odm_vLE/Te2gJC7LifI/AAAAAAAAAyU/SCHbDtRE_1A/s1600/5802936122_851e309c27_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aq80Odm_vLE/Te2gJC7LifI/AAAAAAAAAyU/SCHbDtRE_1A/s400/5802936122_851e309c27_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&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;fotos: Julio Dojcsar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1202854925"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1202854926"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-122894175366271375?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/122894175366271375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=122894175366271375&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/122894175366271375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/122894175366271375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/06/9-mutirao-os-brinquedos-ficando-prontos.html' title='9º mutirão: brinquedos ficando prontos e jardinagem tomando conta'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/-llSMNJ4mFmA/Tev9sStExQI/AAAAAAAAAx4/xRWbSAUv0ww/s72-c/IMG_5080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-152648566117826398</id><published>2011-05-23T12:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:17:40.096-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>8º mutirão: plantio, pisos e pinturas</title><content type='html'>Julinho e Tião, acompanhados pelas crianças, transformaram a escada de pneus em uma cobra: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufCIgEfnCkQ/TdqCPyKViVI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/EiMX5lmuliI/s1600/_DSC1708.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufCIgEfnCkQ/TdqCPyKViVI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/EiMX5lmuliI/s400/_DSC1708.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma equipe esticou cimento queimado verde no espaço multiuso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-psXVQxDoJ88/TdqCRNFQ5BI/AAAAAAAAAwU/k6K_klhIv30/s1600/_DSC1709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-psXVQxDoJ88/TdqCRNFQ5BI/AAAAAAAAAwU/k6K_klhIv30/s400/_DSC1709.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn2yT6YCpjc/TdqCXZOj5pI/AAAAAAAAAwk/rzSDvMQ61lo/s1600/_DSC1722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn2yT6YCpjc/TdqCXZOj5pI/AAAAAAAAAwk/rzSDvMQ61lo/s400/_DSC1722.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_dQZpcb2dI/TdqCYmlpQ4I/AAAAAAAAAwo/PrEreNj82og/s1600/_DSC1727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_dQZpcb2dI/TdqCYmlpQ4I/AAAAAAAAAwo/PrEreNj82og/s400/_DSC1727.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ugn9pHDWRMA/TdqCZrF6AGI/AAAAAAAAAws/cyYuZ0On8r8/s1600/_DSC1729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ugn9pHDWRMA/TdqCZrF6AGI/AAAAAAAAAws/cyYuZ0On8r8/s400/_DSC1729.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra equipe trabalhou no piso do espaço que receberá o brinquedo sonoro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlrXttO5ZSA/TdqCbIORmUI/AAAAAAAAAww/uZ2aQUYt8NY/s1600/_DSC1736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlrXttO5ZSA/TdqCbIORmUI/AAAAAAAAAww/uZ2aQUYt8NY/s400/_DSC1736.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BSZIYCo7f64/TdqCSl504QI/AAAAAAAAAwY/mxPx9pVQNAQ/s1600/_DSC1712.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BSZIYCo7f64/TdqCSl504QI/AAAAAAAAAwY/mxPx9pVQNAQ/s400/_DSC1712.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma equipe de mulheres coordenou o plantiu de grama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Alguns trechos de textos, "bons para pensarmos": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1. ARTE CONTEMPORÂNEA E COMUNIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“[a arte do fora] abre novos espaços de encontro e circuitos de troca para a participação de indivíduos e grupos em experimentos exploratórios e transformadores com a percepção, sensação, cognição e expressão - experimentos que, por sua natureza igualitária e de democracia direta, levam quase que inevitavelmente a confrontações com forças repressivas e normalizadoras. Esse é um dos aspectos, dos mais importantes e interessantes, um dos mais belos eu diria, que contribui para a capacidade das pessoas de se auto-organizarem, que faz com que compartilhem inspirações e motivações e que ajuda a expandir o campo do dizível de um modo participativo e inovador, assim como experimentos artísticos anteriores contribuíram para a expansão do campo do sensível.” &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Brian Holmes, critico e ativista Norte-Americano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;2. MULTIDÃO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“Nosso ponto de partida é o reconhecimento de que a produção de subjetividade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;e a produção do comum podem formar, juntas, uma relação simbiótica em forma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; de espiral. Em outras palavras, a subjetividade é produzida através da cooperação e da comunicação e, por sua vez, esta subjetividade produzida vem a produzir novas formas de cooperação e comunicação, que por sua vez produzem nova subjetividade, e assim por diante. Nessa espiral, cada movimento sucessivo de produção de subjetividade para produção do comum é uma inovação que resulta numa realidade mais rica. Talvez devamos identificar nesse processo de metamorfose e constituição, a formação do corpo da multidão, um tipo fundamentalmente novo de corpo, um corpo comum, um corpo democrático.” &lt;b&gt;2005, Michael Hardt e Toni Negri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;3. COMUNIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“A comunidade merece então uma nova atenção. Já não como excentricidade de um passado que resiste a morrer, mas sim como uma dinâmica de associação e produção comum com muita vigência política e cheia de ambivalências... Uma comunidade percebida sem apriorismos nem folclorismos (que obstacularizariam a compreensão dos modos através dos quais o comunitário se reinventa). A comunidade é movimento, portanto, um esforço por atualizar o comum, e o comum é sempre o não absolutamente realizável, é uma universalidade aberta, não aferível em sua plenitude. A comunidade é sempre, por isso, um devir, uma tentativa, um avanço.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Colectivo Situaciones, fevereiro de 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;4. COMUNIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“Qualquer comunidade nasce no momento em que um grupo de pessoas sonha um sonho comum, um sonho que difere dos sonhos impostos. A tentativa de revelar este sonho na realidade, de descobrir mecanismos alternativos para sua produção, organiza práticas comunicativas versáteis e experimentos em torno dele. Estes experimentos são cobertos de uma importância existencial pulsante, servindo de base para a existência de outras comunidades.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;RADDEK COMMUNITY, 2005, Rússia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;5. TERRITÓRIOS DE EXISTÊNCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“A noção de território é entendida aqui num sentido muito amplo, que ultrapassa o uso que dela fazem a etologia e a etnologia. Os seres existentes se organizam segundo territórios que os delimitam e os articulam aos outros existentes e aos fluxos cósmicos. O território pode ser relativo tanto a um espaço vivido, quanto a um sistema percebido no seio do qual um sujeito se sente ‘em casa’. O território é sinônimo de apropriação, de subjetivação fechada sobre si mesma. Ele é o conjunto dos projetos e das representações nos quais vai desembocar, pragmaticamente, toda uma série de comportamentos, de investimentos, nos tempos e nos espaços sociais, culturais, estéticos, cognitivos.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Guattari, Felix e Rolnik, Suely, Cartografias do Desejo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-6451171381787232008?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/6451171381787232008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=6451171381787232008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/6451171381787232008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/6451171381787232008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-que-e-uma-comunidade.html' title='O QUE É UMA COMUNIDADE?'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-9075244045850940712</id><published>2011-05-08T12:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:29:34.366-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>5º mutirão: página de um diário</title><content type='html'>Mutirão do sábado, 7 de maio, registrado por Juliana Russo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmUBB9eO9Uo/Tb4o9fUanoI/AAAAAAAAArs/DEt79ybwtaM/s1600/IMG_3831.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmUBB9eO9Uo/Tb4o9fUanoI/AAAAAAAAArs/DEt79ybwtaM/s400/IMG_3831.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;fotos: Ángela Leon (Basurama Br)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-7008842514905091250?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/7008842514905091250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=7008842514905091250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/7008842514905091250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/7008842514905091250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/05/4-mutirao-muro-de-contencao-brinquedo.html' title='4º mutirão: muro de contenção, brinquedo de pneus e desenhos'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/-aEj7-B5teEg/Tb4m9PshhVI/AAAAAAAAAqI/_QZ9meg6hmI/s72-c/IMG_3438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-5080193776241927515</id><published>2011-04-29T18:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T13:23:16.689-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>referências, maquete e planejamento geral</title><content type='html'>Sábado, 16/04, fizemos um encontro no JAMAC com a presença de moradores da comunidade (Bosco, Adenilson, Zezito, Marcela, Sérgio, Marcelo e outros jovens e crianças), Mônica Nador, Contrafilé, os arquitetos do EPA e os parceiros espanhois do grupo Basurama. O objetivo do encontro foi retomar as potências que temos em nossa "caixa de ferramentas" coletiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois das primeiras reuniões na comunidade - nas quais nos focamos em compartilhar referências de trabalhos artísticos que dialogam com nosso projeto, assim como em levantar sonhos e desejos para o Parque - entramos juntos em um ritmo de mutirão para a limpeza do espaço. Agora, algumas semanas depois, passamos a sentir novamente a necessidade de retomar os sentidos, os sonhos e nossas refências.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7LY4bXOnsOA/Tbso_ji-q-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/NLNBwLiNimM/s1600/_DSC1959net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7LY4bXOnsOA/Tbso_ji-q-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/NLNBwLiNimM/s400/_DSC1959net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Contrafilé abriu a rodada, retomando o projeto "A Rebelião das Crianças" como um importante sentido para o trabalho do Parque:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezft7CvBB80/TbsPSQBlEpI/AAAAAAAAAog/3rFY6ZnrzXM/s1600/DSC_0819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezft7CvBB80/TbsPSQBlEpI/AAAAAAAAAog/3rFY6ZnrzXM/s400/DSC_0819.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAyT7FKbpx0/TbsPrheCixI/AAAAAAAAAok/_1ywWjqpOgc/s1600/DSC_0952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAyT7FKbpx0/TbsPrheCixI/AAAAAAAAAok/_1ywWjqpOgc/s400/DSC_0952.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMYIxWgtm6w/TbsP16XI3yI/AAAAAAAAAoo/frS10uXR2K8/s1600/DSC_0953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMYIxWgtm6w/TbsP16XI3yI/AAAAAAAAAoo/frS10uXR2K8/s400/DSC_0953.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CuOOuJuxx58/TbsQAtbUsPI/AAAAAAAAAos/62K3YPYWdDA/s1600/DSC_0954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CuOOuJuxx58/TbsQAtbUsPI/AAAAAAAAAos/62K3YPYWdDA/s400/DSC_0954.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOFmRdZOC7g/TbsQOFTlrSI/AAAAAAAAAow/ZOPsssVrPV0/s1600/DSC_0955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOFmRdZOC7g/TbsQOFTlrSI/AAAAAAAAAow/ZOPsssVrPV0/s400/DSC_0955.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Balanço em viaduto, A Rebelião das Crianças, São Paulo, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peetssa apresentou os Habitáculos - trabalho da artista Floriana Breyer, do qual ele participou - como uma possível referência para a construção de um de nossos brinquedos: uma casinha na árvore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-ove2LzVnU/TbsTohcnxoI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Hu93SXgT1UY/s1600/casinha+01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-ove2LzVnU/TbsTohcnxoI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Hu93SXgT1UY/s400/casinha+01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GRsaPNfWes/TbsVmfX4iXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nnadyV6rrZ4/s1600/casinha+02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GRsaPNfWes/TbsVmfX4iXI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nnadyV6rrZ4/s400/casinha+02.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0GjISyLv0A/TbsUFeS2mUI/AAAAAAAAAo4/mIlxAEv_tsY/s1600/casinha+02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cássio separou algumas imagens de músicos e artistas que trabalham com instrumentos imprevistos e inventados, para contextualizar o instrumento coletivo que vem sendo criado com um grupo de jovens e crianças do Parque. Sérgio, um dos jovens que está participando do "laboratório de música" com o Cássio, se encarregou de explicar a todos a idéia que está sendo desenvolvida: construir uma espécie de "Ninho de Instrumentos" para ser tocado coletivamente, com bancos em volta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLjyoQ7A98w/TbsWjBX1P2I/AAAAAAAAApA/GyV5kOTJ3Xw/s1600/projeto+ninho+de+instrumentos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLjyoQ7A98w/TbsWjBX1P2I/AAAAAAAAApA/GyV5kOTJ3Xw/s400/projeto+ninho+de+instrumentos.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;projeto do Ninho de Instrumentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPN9y6Z17BE/TbsYJUCQiFI/AAAAAAAAApE/RhL41GlAJlI/s1600/besan%25C3%25A7on.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPN9y6Z17BE/TbsYJUCQiFI/AAAAAAAAApE/RhL41GlAJlI/s400/besan%25C3%25A7on.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Órgão de madeira, instrumento gigante instalado em parque, Besançon, França&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6F0rIZdChs/TbsYSRUblsI/AAAAAAAAApI/xKIwwORPM-4/s1600/pindorama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6F0rIZdChs/TbsYSRUblsI/AAAAAAAAApI/xKIwwORPM-4/s400/pindorama.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Instrumento coletivo "Pindorama", Walter Smetak, 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IlbtrVYghEE/TbsYnP3DkOI/AAAAAAAAApM/OMS58UpBu5U/s1600/instrumento+coletivo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IlbtrVYghEE/TbsYnP3DkOI/AAAAAAAAApM/OMS58UpBu5U/s400/instrumento+coletivo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Instrumento coletivo "Pindorama", Walter Smetak, 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEoaWK5Mfoc/TbsYq-N_m5I/AAAAAAAAApQ/6qKkXJHypMo/s1600/timpanos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEoaWK5Mfoc/TbsYq-N_m5I/AAAAAAAAApQ/6qKkXJHypMo/s400/timpanos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Instrumento coletivo "Timpanos Grandes", Walter Smetak, 1970&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnP_ecMnEuI/TbsY0d9t64I/AAAAAAAAApU/mxt7bCKovO8/s1600/piston+cretino.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnP_ecMnEuI/TbsY0d9t64I/AAAAAAAAApU/mxt7bCKovO8/s400/piston+cretino.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Instrumento "Pinton Cretino", Walter Smetak, 1976&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recolhereis estes sons que ouvistes aqui para juntar num lindo buquê de flores. Vamos realizar algo desconhecido. Os mais engenhosos, inventam um instrumento, outros emitem sons – cantando, assobiando, soprando com as mãos, batendo o ritmo com os pés. Fingem tocar até com uma lapiseira ou com os botões do paletó ou com os botões da televisão. Vós, verdadeiros atores, podeis gesticular, fazer caretas e até dançar. O palco e a platéia são vossos. Vamos ver, sentir e ouvir a vossa composição.&lt;/i&gt; Walter Smetak&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mister e Angela (Basurama) apresentaram imagens do projeto Auto Parque de Diversões, em Lima, Peru - projeto que envolveu uma série de intervenções artísticas na transformação de um viaduto abandonado da cidade e também imagens de um projeto em Asuncíon (Paraguai):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bI2aJOL7xfw/TbsgBG0a2AI/AAAAAAAAApc/_zOltti_BL8/s1600/bas01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bI2aJOL7xfw/TbsgBG0a2AI/AAAAAAAAApc/_zOltti_BL8/s400/bas01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eSttvoRQD40/TbsgOfWysFI/AAAAAAAAApg/5POqze4YW54/s1600/bas03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eSttvoRQD40/TbsgOfWysFI/AAAAAAAAApg/5POqze4YW54/s400/bas03.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXbqDjfsIdw/Tbsg8CeacsI/AAAAAAAAApo/AyJ2IOvOuow/s1600/bas04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXbqDjfsIdw/Tbsg8CeacsI/AAAAAAAAApo/AyJ2IOvOuow/s400/bas04.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aD3RnuHoK2Q/TbsgecE2iWI/AAAAAAAAApk/wwvc3zTDV08/s1600/bas02+copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aD3RnuHoK2Q/TbsgecE2iWI/AAAAAAAAApk/wwvc3zTDV08/s400/bas02+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lima, Peru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0kEA_W-0Vo/TbshM-hWjdI/AAAAAAAAAps/rE9fkEEo3_U/s1600/bas05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0kEA_W-0Vo/TbshM-hWjdI/AAAAAAAAAps/rE9fkEEo3_U/s400/bas05.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aD3RnuHoK2Q/TbsgecE2iWI/AAAAAAAAApk/wwvc3zTDV08/s1600/bas02+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3SJ0UpEf5HQ/Tbsi-oy365I/AAAAAAAAApw/kdVH1mnsx98/s1600/bas06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3SJ0UpEf5HQ/Tbsi-oy365I/AAAAAAAAApw/kdVH1mnsx98/s400/bas06.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_285XE8skE/TbsloG0RMSI/AAAAAAAAAp0/8l_1bv08l7w/s1600/bas07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_285XE8skE/TbsloG0RMSI/AAAAAAAAAp0/8l_1bv08l7w/s400/bas07.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-af7rBbJCb-8/Tbsl2S52wQI/AAAAAAAAAp4/JZyEO4-T0MQ/s1600/bas08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-af7rBbJCb-8/Tbsl2S52wQI/AAAAAAAAAp4/JZyEO4-T0MQ/s400/bas08.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Asunción, Paraguai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mônica apresentou o projeto Paredes Pinturas, do JAMAC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/oZUcuUUL1gY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZUcuUUL1gY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZUcuUUL1gY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/lANwA4GYiE8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lANwA4GYiE8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lANwA4GYiE8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; direction: ltr; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pedro e Ana, do EPA, apresentaram alguns projetos de Urbanismo Participativo, os quais eles tem como referência, assim como apresentaram a maquete do Parque para Brincar e Pensar, na qual começamos a definir os brinquedos, espaços e propostas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7LY4bXOnsOA/Tbso_ji-q-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/NLNBwLiNimM/s1600/_DSC1959net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udtTOLtzaLE/TbspAg5si9I/AAAAAAAAAqA/5ZmVGmJ3h1U/s1600/_DSC1967net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udtTOLtzaLE/TbspAg5si9I/AAAAAAAAAqA/5ZmVGmJ3h1U/s400/_DSC1967net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0hA4mUkNCE/TbspBt_WK6I/AAAAAAAAAqE/Si0LHs923_4/s1600/_DSC1973net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0hA4mUkNCE/TbspBt_WK6I/AAAAAAAAAqE/Si0LHs923_4/s400/_DSC1973net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instalações definidas nesta reunião:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Tratamento de esgoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Courier New";}@font-face {  font-family: "Wingdings";}@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; 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text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Composteira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Horta suspensa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Jardinagem geral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Muro de contenção + arquibancada = espaço multiuso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Bancos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Paredes-pinturas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Bicicletas elétricas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Ninho de instrumentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Varanda para árvore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Pneu voador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;Trepa-trepa de pneus (Rambo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corda bamba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-5080193776241927515?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/5080193776241927515/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=5080193776241927515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/5080193776241927515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/5080193776241927515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/04/referencias-maquete-e-planejamento.html' title='referências, maquete e planejamento geral'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/-7LY4bXOnsOA/Tbso_ji-q-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/NLNBwLiNimM/s72-c/_DSC1959net.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-4328689055427578625</id><published>2011-04-13T21:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:31:19.417-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>3º mutirão: finalização da composteira e coleta de pneus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Nos dividimos em quatro grupos: as crianças terminaram os tamburecos e tiveram uma primeira aula com o Cássio para aprender a tocá-los; enquanto isso, alguns adultos se embrenharam no início da construção de uma composteira; outros pintaram os muros do entorno do Parque e o EPA fez uma medição técnica da área para, a partir dela, começarmos a construção de nossa maquete. Ao longo do dia os grupos foram se misturando - quando as crianças terminaram  a atividade musical também foram trabalhar na pintura - e novas  propostas surgiram: Maria José deu início ao paisagismo do Parque, plantando mudas dentro e embaixo do muro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ffCG41D9aE/TZu_Y8JL86I/AAAAAAAAAlA/Jeb8HCvqJMA/s1600/_DSC1880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ffCG41D9aE/TZu_Y8JL86I/AAAAAAAAAlA/Jeb8HCvqJMA/s400/_DSC1880.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJbIuPR7-g8/TZu_aaQ-GKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/hOjw_BqYmps/s1600/_DSC1881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJbIuPR7-g8/TZu_aaQ-GKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/hOjw_BqYmps/s400/_DSC1881.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No sábado 26/03 fizemos o 1º mutirão de limpeza na área do Parque - cortar mato, separar plástico, tirar entulho. As crianças, ao longo do dia, trabalharam entre a limpeza e a construção de tamburecos - os tamburins feitos de tubo de PVC. 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font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }a:link, span.MsoHyperlink { color: blue; text-decoration: underline; }a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed { color: purple; text-decoration: underline; }p { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Times";}@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }a:link, span.MsoHyperlink { color: blue; text-decoration: underline; }a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed { color: purple; text-decoration: underline; }p { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoFootnoteText, li.MsoFootnoteText, div.MsoFootnoteText { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }span.MsoFootnoteReference { vertical-align: super; }span.FootnoteTextChar {  }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Inexata é a definição do que significa música atonal, surgida na Europa, no início do séc XX (muitos livros sobre música consideram à parte a história da música africana, é preciso corrigir isto ligando o saber ancestral africano com a música elaborada atualmente). &lt;b&gt;Música atonal: sem um centro, um imã&lt;/b&gt;. Sem uma hierarquia onde a composição das notas precise obedecer, necessariamente, uma ordem de sons com funções específicas (exagerando: notas com funções pré-determinadas, como notas de preparação, notas de passagem, de resolução, notas fundamentais e nada mais).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Na música atonal/jazz (Miles já teve momentos atonais) as notas podem ser escolhidas pela sua sonoridade, não pela sua função, resultando em acordes “ambíguos” e únicos, um sentimento de imprevisibilidade de sons diferentes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Mais exata, no entanto, é a contextualização histórica da música tonal. A solidificação da música tonal se dá no tempo em que o mundo capitalista substitui o mundo feudal (definição do músico José Miguel Wisnik no livro&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;O Som e o Sentido&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=1105840597315060755#_ftn1" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Ele afirma: “a música tonal participa da própria constituição da idéia moderna de história como progresso”. Este período durou do séc XVI ao começo do séc XX. Depois de se solidificar, a música tonal encontra&amp;nbsp;um “ponto máximo de equilíbrio balanceado”, com o período clássico que abarca de Haydn até Beethoven. Depois de saturada, a música tonal se desagrega com as primeiras pinceladas do atonalismo (início de 1900).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;O texto Uma Introdução à Improvisação&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=1105840597315060755#_ftn2" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, de Marc Sabatella, fala que&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;“a verdadeira intenção da música atonal é permitir que você se concentre nas sonoridades em si”.&amp;nbsp; No meu ponto de vista, é obter o equilíbrio com receitas imprevistas que dialogam com novos saberes e com saberes ancestrais, &lt;b&gt;como se o centro gravitacional da composição pudesse mudar no decorrer do tempo em que a música dura&lt;/b&gt;. Vale lembrar que na Alemanha nazista a música atonal foi rotulada de arte degenerada, muitos compositores tiveram suas obras proibidas pelo regime. O músico suíço Walter Smetak, que criou instrumentos musicais imprevistos, veio para o Brasil fugindo do nazismo para encontrar aqui um campo novo de atuação artística.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Mas quem sabe se os artistas daqui, embora formados pela cultura européia, não se sentirão mais descompromissados para a &lt;b&gt;livre experimentação, por se acharem mais distantes dos centros tradicionais?&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 36pt; text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Augusto de Campos sobre Walter Smetak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Existe uma ligação entre os conceitos trabalhados pela maneira de fazer música atonal e a conversa que tivemos no carro há duas semanas atrás quando estávamos indo para o JAMAC: falamos que num momento decidido em grupo, poderiam ser levadas ao Parque para Brincar e Pensar as questões &lt;b&gt;“o que é centro?”, “qual é o seu centro”, “o centro é algo que pode ser percebido de novas maneiras?”&lt;/b&gt; e outras questões mais. Conforme fui escrevendo este diário, ressaltei estas idéias, tanto em reflexões sobre o atonalismo, como em trechos que li do livro Planeta Favela&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=1105840597315060755#_ftn3" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, do arquiteto Mike Davis. Os recortes estão abaixo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nas cidades de crescimento desordenado do Terceiro Mundo, &lt;b&gt;“periferia” é um termo extremamente relativo e específico de um momento:&lt;/b&gt; a orla urbana de hoje, vizinha de campos, florestas ou desertos, pode amanhã tornar-se parte de um denso núcleo metropolitano”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O arquiteto e teórico alemão Thomas Sieverts propõe que esse urbanismo difuso, que chama de&lt;i&gt; Zwischenstadt&lt;/i&gt; (a cidade intermediária) esteja se tornando rapidamente a paisagem que define o século XXI, tanto nos países ricos quanto nos pobres, seja qual for sua história urbana pregressa... conceitua essas novas conurbações como &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;teias policêntricas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;sem núcleos tradicionais nem periferias fáceis de reconhecer”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“Em todas as culturas do mundo inteiro, compartilham características específicas comuns: uma estrutura de ambientes urbanos completamente diferentes que, à primeira vista, é difusa e desorganizada, com ilhas individuais de padrões geometricamente estruturados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;uma estrutura sem centro claro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; mas, portanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;com muitas áreas, redes e nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“Em todo o caso, o novo e o velho não se misturam com facilidade, e na &lt;i&gt;desakota &lt;/i&gt;dos arredores de Colombo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“as comunidades estão divididas entre os de fora e os de dentro incapazes de construir relacionamentos e comunidades coesas.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O sociólogo turco Çaglar Keyder afirma algo semelhante sobre os &lt;i&gt;gecekoundus &lt;/i&gt;que circundam Instambul: “Na verdade, não seria muito inexato pensar em Instambul como um conglomerado desses bairros&lt;i&gt; gecekoundu &lt;/i&gt;com limitada unidade orgânica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Conforme se acrescentam novas áreas de &lt;i&gt;gecekoundu&lt;/i&gt;, inevitavelmente no perímetro exterior, mais nós se tecem na rede de maneira social.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que possa ser útil!&lt;br /&gt;Um abração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cássio Martins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="33%" /&gt;    &lt;div id="ftn"&gt; 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O Som e o sentido, uma outra história das músicas. Companhia das Letras: Círculo do Livro, 1989.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=1105840597315060755#_ftnref" name="_ftn2" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jazzbossa.com/sabatella/06.05.improvisacaoatonal.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: none;"&gt;http://www.jazzbossa.com/sabatella/06.05.improvisacaoatonal.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=1105840597315060755#_ftnref" name="_ftn3" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Davis, Mike. Planeta Favela. São Paulo: Boitempo, 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jazzbossa.com/sabatella/06.05.improvisacaoatonal.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-1105840597315060755?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/1105840597315060755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=1105840597315060755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/1105840597315060755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/1105840597315060755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-que-e-centro-uma-ligacao-entre-musica.html' title='O que é centro? uma ligação entre a música atonal e as favelas'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-7917053839031856217</id><published>2011-03-23T21:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:39:19.315-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Referências'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>3ª reunião com a comunidade: referências, histórias e música</title><content type='html'>No sábado, dia 19 de março, fizemos o terceiro encontro na comunidade da Dona Carmem. Pela primeira vez montamos um espaço protegido da chuva no "fiozão" e pudemos trabalhar direto na área do Parque para Brincar e Pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q4zbG3hjv-g?hl=pt&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/q4zbG3hjv-g?hl=pt&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EuEOTt0Tufc?hl=pt&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/EuEOTt0Tufc?hl=pt&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mauro e a Rádio Poste, tocando "Por Todas as Partes" do CD Diáspora Afronética, Frente 3 de Fevereiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iuklSLBczPE/TYqCBNp2ylI/AAAAAAAAAjw/prKUfsraedI/s1600/_DSC8577net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iuklSLBczPE/TYqCBNp2ylI/AAAAAAAAAjw/prKUfsraedI/s400/_DSC8577net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PIyJQN5Zq1Q/TYqB-JQnivI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tmV8XOZ-W0o/s1600/_DSC8574net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PIyJQN5Zq1Q/TYqB-JQnivI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tmV8XOZ-W0o/s400/_DSC8574net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RW_aVbmvGN8/TYqCPePcEtI/AAAAAAAAAkI/XhTFPJEWOtE/s1600/_DSC8606net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RW_aVbmvGN8/TYqCPePcEtI/AAAAAAAAAkI/XhTFPJEWOtE/s400/_DSC8606net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y72rbup1PpA/TYqCDjsfYhI/AAAAAAAAAj0/JZt6xzbZJDM/s1600/_DSC8587net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y72rbup1PpA/TYqCDjsfYhI/AAAAAAAAAj0/JZt6xzbZJDM/s400/_DSC8587net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num primeiro momento do encontro, apresentamos algumas referências, organizadas a partir de subgrupos de trabalho do projeto: sustentabilidade/construções; jardins; música/comunicação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6AdBnUj_bHg/TYqCNf6BgjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Xhn76K4LWKI/s1600/_DSC8600net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6AdBnUj_bHg/TYqCNf6BgjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Xhn76K4LWKI/s400/_DSC8600net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xh6SzRCrSqg/TYqCFXPLQGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/uvMJJHkCTKk/s1600/_DSC8591net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xh6SzRCrSqg/TYqCFXPLQGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/uvMJJHkCTKk/s400/_DSC8591net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uma referência apresentada: o Balanço de bambú criado pelo Contrafilé no Parque do Ibirapuera, em 2008. &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Achávamos que apenas crianças seriam convocadas a  brincar, porém nos surpreendemos ao ver filas de pessoas de todas as  idades sendo formadas e todos brincando juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Poderíamos nos perguntar  qual a diferença entre uma montanha-russa na qual pessoas de todas as  idades brincam juntas e estes “brinquedos-obras” que aqui descrevemos e  propomos construir. A principal diferença é o aproveitamento deste  espaço de desejo e de diversão como espaço de troca, diálogo e invenção.  É a expansão da situação, transformada em processo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Depois de desmontado, o brinquedo gigante se transformou em um galpão na Reserva Canhambora, Vale do Ribeira/SP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/jWAbdfKV320/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jWAbdfKV320&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jWAbdfKV320&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LLXq6hT8QYY/TYqAawmGqHI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ED31nG-RFV4/s1600/Slide1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Latovasos da Cibele e outras referências, como vasos de pneus, encontradas na internet:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vIrdTNpEXbY/TYqAlZIrBJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ucRe4qCEi_4/s1600/Slide7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vIrdTNpEXbY/TYqAlZIrBJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ucRe4qCEi_4/s400/Slide7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LLXq6hT8QYY/TYqAawmGqHI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ED31nG-RFV4/s1600/Slide1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4LQDdYFBwZ0/TYqAgLwV1uI/AAAAAAAAAjc/pROCpidn4fA/s1600/Slide4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4LQDdYFBwZ0/TYqAgLwV1uI/AAAAAAAAAjc/pROCpidn4fA/s400/Slide4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LLXq6hT8QYY/TYqAawmGqHI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ED31nG-RFV4/s1600/Slide1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LLXq6hT8QYY/TYqAawmGqHI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ED31nG-RFV4/s400/Slide1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4LQDdYFBwZ0/TYqAgLwV1uI/AAAAAAAAAjc/pROCpidn4fA/s1600/Slide4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cássio apresenta a proposta de construção de brinquedos sonoros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Vq28Rx3vZw?hl=pt&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/5Vq28Rx3vZw?hl=pt&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para fechar o encontro, Joana faz uma leitura musicada do conto "A Repartição dos Pães", de Clarice Lispector:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RR7_1L_YIyg?hl=pt&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/RR7_1L_YIyg?hl=pt&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-oWycvh_iRqQ/TYqCT1h40SI/AAAAAAAAAkU/LWg46vdAmD0/s1600/_DSC8623net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-oWycvh_iRqQ/TYqCT1h40SI/AAAAAAAAAkU/LWg46vdAmD0/s400/_DSC8623net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Repartição dos Pães&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Clarice Lispector &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Era sábado e estávamos convidados para o almoço de obrigação. Mas cada um de nós             gostava demais de sábado para gastá-lo com quem não queríamos. Cada um fora alguma vez             feliz e ficara com a marca do desejo. Eu, eu queria tudo. E nós ali presos, como se nosso             trem tivesse descarrilado e fôssemos obrigados a pousar entre estranhos. Ninguém ali me             queria, eu não queria a ninguém. Quanto a meu sábado – que fora da janela se             balançava em acácias e sombras – eu preferia, a gastá-lo mal, fechá-la na mão             dura, onde eu o amarfanhava como a um lenço. À espera do almoço, bebíamos sem prazer,             à saúde do ressentimento: amanhã já seria domingo. Não é com você que eu quero,             dizia nosso olhar sem umidade, e soprávamos devagar a fumaça do cigarro seco. A avareza             de não repartir o sábado,ia pouco a pouco roendo e avançando como ferrugem, até que             qualquer alegria seria um insulto à alegria maior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só a dona da casa não parecia economizar o sábado para usá-lo numa quinta de noite.             Ela, no entanto, cujo coração já conhecera outros sábados. Como pudera esquecer que se             quer mais e mais? Não se impacientava sequer com o grupo heterogêneo, sonhador e             resignado que na sua casa só esperava como pela hora do primeiro trem partir, qualquer             trem – menos ficar naquela estação vazia, menos ter que refrear o cavalo que             correria de coração batendo para outros, outros cavalos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passamos afinal à sala para um almoço que não tinha a bênção da fome. E foi quando             surpreendidos deparamos com a mesa. Não podia ser para nós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma mesa para homens de boa-vontade. Quem seria o conviva realmente esperado e que             não viera? Mas éramos nós mesmos. Então aquela mulher dava o melhor não importava a             quem? E lavava contente os pés do primeiro estrangeiro. Constrangidos, olhávamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mesa fora coberta por uma solene abundância. Sobre a toalha branca amontoavam-se             espigas de trigo. E maçãs vermelhas, enormes cenouras amarelas, redondos tomates de pele             quase estalando, chuchus de um verde líquido, abacaxis malignos na sua selvageria,             laranjas alaranjadas e calmas, maxixes eriçados como porcos-espinhos, pepinos que se             fechavam duros sobre a própria carne aquosa, pimentões ocos e avermelhados que ardiam             nos olhos – tudo emaranhado em barbas e barbas úmidas de milho, ruivas como junto de             uma boca. E os bagos de uva. As mais roxas das uvas pretas e que mal podiam esperar pelo             instante de serem esmagadas. E não lhes importava esmagadas por quem. Os tomates eram             redondos para ninguém: para o ar, para o redondo ar. Sábado era de quem viesse. E a             laranja adoçaria a língua de quem primeiro chegasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junto do prato de cada mal-convidado, a mulher que lavava pés de estranhos pusera –             mesmo sem nos eleger, mesmo sem nos amar – um ramo de trigo ou um cacho de rabanetes             ardentes ou uma talhada vermelha de melancia com seus alegres caroços. Tudo cortado pela             acidez espanhola que se adivinhava nos limões verdes. Nas bilhas estava o leite, como se             tivesse atravessado com as cabras o deserto dos penhascos. Vinho, quase negro de tão             pisado, estremecia em vasilhas de barro. Tudo diante de nós. Tudo limpo do retorcido             desejo humano. 'Tudo como é, não como quiséramos. Só existindo, e todo. Assim como             existe um campo. Assim como as montanhas. Assim como homens e mulheres, e não nós, os             ávidos. Assim como um sábado. Assim como apenas existe. Existe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em nome de nada, era hora de comer. Em nome de ninguém, era bom. Sem nenhum sonho. E nós             pouco a pouco a par do dia, pouco a pouco anonimizados, crescendo, maiores, à altura da             vida possível. Então, como fidalgos camponeses, aceitamos a mesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não havia holocausto: aquilo tudo queria tanto ser comido quanto nós queríamos             comê-lo. Nada guardando para o dia seguinte, ali mesmo ofereci o que eu sentia àquilo             que me fazia sentir. Era um viver que eu não pagara de antemão com o sofrimento da             espera, fome que nasce quando a boca já está perto da comida. Porque agora estávamos             com fome, fome inteira que abrigava o todo e as migalhas. Quem bebia vinho, com os olhos             tornava conta do leite. Quem lento bebeu o leite, sentiu o vinho que o outro bebia. Lá             fora Deus nas acácias. Que existiam. Comíamos. Como quem dá água ao cavalo. A carne             trinchada foi distribuída. A cordialidade era rude e rural. Ninguém falou mal de             ninguém porque ninguém falou bem de ninguém. Era reunião de colheita, e fez-se             trégua. Comíamos. Como uma horda de seres vivos, cobríamos gradualmente a terra.             Ocupados como quem lavra a existência, e planta, e colhe, e mata, e vive, e morre, e             come. Comi com a honestidade de quem não engana o que come: comi aquela comida e não o             seu nome. Nunca Deus foi tão tomado pelo que Ele é. A comida dizia rude, feliz, austera:             come, come e reparte. Aquilo tudo me pertencia, aquela era a mesa de meu pai. Comi sem             ternura, comi sem a paixão da piedade. E sem me oferecer à esperança. Comi sem saudade             nenhuma. E eu bem valia aquela comida. Porque nem sempre posso ser a guarda de meu irmão,             e não posso mais ser a minha guarda, ah não me quero mais. E não quero formar a vida             porque a existência já existe. Existe como um chão onde nós todos avançamos. Sem uma             palavra de amor. Sem uma palavra. Mas teu prazer entende o meu. Nós somos fortes e nós             comemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pão é amor entre estranhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto extraído do livro "Laços de família", Ed. Francisco Alves, Rio             de Janeiro, 1991.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-7917053839031856217?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/7917053839031856217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=7917053839031856217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/7917053839031856217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/7917053839031856217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/03/3-reuniao-com-comunidade-referencias.html' title='3ª reunião com a comunidade: referências, histórias e música'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iuklSLBczPE/TYqCBNp2ylI/AAAAAAAAAjw/prKUfsraedI/s72-c/_DSC8577net.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-1124017575706294346</id><published>2011-03-16T17:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:06:07.650-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>2ª reunião com a comunidade: histórias, cantigas e proliferação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No último sábado fizemos o segundo encontro com a "comunidade da Dona Carmem". Estavam presentes: Contrafilé, Mauro, Marina, Cássio, Denilson e um grupo de mães e crianças da comunidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Reconhecemos que estamos trabalhando prioritariamente com um "grupo de mães". Mãe no sentido amplo, com a "entidade mãe", figura cuidadora, que pensa e acolhe a criança. Criança que é reflexo da condição contemporânea da sociedade e tema de nossa investigação e ação. Criança que vem sendo abandonada em todos os sentidos, quando já não tem mais lugar nem espaço para ser criança, para ouvir histórias de seus ancestrais, para cantar cantigas, para brincar. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Abrimos o encontro garantindo um lugar afetivo, de cantigas e memórias, criado por mães e crianças juntas. Depois desta roda de música, saimos juntos pela comunidade para colar os cartazes produzidos no encontro passado, como uma forma de divulgar o projeto do Parque para Brincar e Pensar para toda a comunidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cidade educadora&lt;/b&gt; = hoje, o que mais temos que aprender é a produzir espaço público (o mestre ignorante perguntaria: como podemos ensinar a produzir espaço se também não sabemos fazer isso?). Quando produzimos espaço coletivamente, este espaço é necessariamente público, porque surgiu do conflito/confronto entre uma diversidade de desejos e pessoas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/vRp2oZIvApA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vRp2oZIvApA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vRp2oZIvApA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-1124017575706294346?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/1124017575706294346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=1124017575706294346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/1124017575706294346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/1124017575706294346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-reuniao-com-comunidade.html' title='2ª reunião com a comunidade: histórias, cantigas e proliferação'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-5289166878194639525</id><published>2011-02-22T16:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T13:24:08.342-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>foto aérea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;Neste sábado fizemos a 1ª reunião com a "comunidade da Dona Carmem" - que aconteceu dentro da Igreja. Estavam presentes: Contrafilé, Mauro (morador do Jd Miriam e parceiro do Jamac), Pedro (morador do Jd Miriam, arquiteto e integrante do grupo EPA) e Marina (estudante de arquitetura e integrante do grupo EPA), Macarrão (voluntário), Sueli, Maria José, Eliane, Idelcina, Maria, Adilza, Fran, Angelina, Marcela, Cida, Isabela, Ana Gleice, Vânia e várias crianças da comunidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTI-VYpeNko/TWG31zN3m9I/AAAAAAAAAf0/Xw7o-4-U67U/s400/_DSC4712.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSBhethB_b8/TWG33x6o1kI/AAAAAAAAAf4/95F95r2MZoI/s1600/_DSC4715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSBhethB_b8/TWG33x6o1kI/AAAAAAAAAf4/95F95r2MZoI/s400/_DSC4715.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montamos um "ambiente alfabetizador" com imagens de trabalhos do Contrafilé, JAMAC e de outros grupos e artistas, como: Frente 3 de Fevereiro, Radek, Etecétera, Política do Impossível, Peetssa, Jailtão, Mariana Cavalcante. Também selecionamos referências de brinquedos e projetos que pensam a criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DePDcU_KCmM/TWG35pTQJ9I/AAAAAAAAAf8/62NXBWmpCXA/s1600/_DSC4718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DePDcU_KCmM/TWG35pTQJ9I/AAAAAAAAAf8/62NXBWmpCXA/s400/_DSC4718.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iqhcs3dntA/TWG38vBx8fI/AAAAAAAAAgA/kSdv0u2ZY8c/s1600/_DSC4719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iqhcs3dntA/TWG38vBx8fI/AAAAAAAAAgA/kSdv0u2ZY8c/s400/_DSC4719.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Para uma rodada de apresentações, sugerimos que cada um falasse seu nome e escolhesse uma das imagens expostas, que tivesse lhe chamado a atenção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9iEUfe0l5w/TWFCsniIHMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/X6xi3Mle6pw/s1600/roda1net.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKTLapa6F8w/TWG5kDulH8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/zL_6kYiO7_4/s1600/_DSC4735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKTLapa6F8w/TWG5kDulH8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/zL_6kYiO7_4/s400/_DSC4735.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sueli, Maria José, Idelcina, Maria e Pedro se apresentaram a partir desta ação:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N6zUXesCA5U/TWG8P88ZJgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/kawv1y7obMU/s1600/_DSC4183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N6zUXesCA5U/TWG8P88ZJgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/kawv1y7obMU/s400/_DSC4183.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Me roubaram o direito de ser criança" - performance do jovem Ederson, realizada no "Ato contra a tortura na Febem", elaborado pela AMAR em parceria com o Contrafilé em 2006. A performance foi inspirada na ação "Quem representa o povo?", da artista Mariana Cavalcante, que colaborou com o Ato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih6KHQDaKiw/TWG6X0-tZXI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-OOWy2_JCDg/s1600/_DSC4098.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cida se apresentou a partir destas imagens, que a fizeram lembrar de quando vai para o interior e, ao ver sua filha Isabela brincando, reconhece nela uma criança diferente da criança que ela é na cidade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGu4uQQXfz8/TWHGCdB7L0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/mmDu2hyYLRw/s1600/DSC_8338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGu4uQQXfz8/TWHGCdB7L0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/mmDu2hyYLRw/s400/DSC_8338.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A Rebelião das Crianças na Praça da Sé, Contrafilé, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4GPXVeP9Ig/TWHKQK3KSII/AAAAAAAAAg8/91_lisHIC2w/s1600/kinderplanet+1071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4GPXVeP9Ig/TWHKQK3KSII/AAAAAAAAAg8/91_lisHIC2w/s400/kinderplanet+1071.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Acervo de referências do Contrafilé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Joana, Vânia e Rafael escolheram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; a intervenção &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Um Modelo para uma Sociedade Qualitativa", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;realizada em 1968 em um museu da Dinamarca pelo artista Palle Nielsen, que estuda brincadeiras infantis: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EzuZAWHAWuE/TWHG6IZJLzI/AAAAAAAAAgs/sznx0feCKT4/s1600/nielsen01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EzuZAWHAWuE/TWHG6IZJLzI/AAAAAAAAAgs/sznx0feCKT4/s400/nielsen01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina, Isabela e Macarrão se apresentaram através destes brinquedos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcnHJwzA1p0/TWHIxYzWCHI/AAAAAAAAAgw/N4RNgN57iq0/s1600/spielwagen_belts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcnHJwzA1p0/TWHIxYzWCHI/AAAAAAAAAgw/N4RNgN57iq0/s400/spielwagen_belts.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jYWS-dAbctk/TWHJkaJ9i7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/QziMP7Aj7fE/s1600/pepsi_playscape_tank_LIFE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jYWS-dAbctk/TWHJkaJ9i7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/QziMP7Aj7fE/s400/pepsi_playscape_tank_LIFE.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yY_fHpCC7VM/TWHJpJrZMsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/9kpssKTj2YM/s1600/P1060381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yY_fHpCC7VM/TWHJpJrZMsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/9kpssKTj2YM/s400/P1060381.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Acervo de referências do Contrafilé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cibele se apresentou a partir deste cartaz, criado pelo Contrafilé: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKchFCmdXEA/TWHKj884KGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nsLAupOSsnI/s1600/procurase.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKchFCmdXEA/TWHKj884KGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nsLAupOSsnI/s400/procurase.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eliane se apresentou a partir da ação "1 minuto de silêncio", realizada pelo Contrafilé em 2004, contra o assassinato de moradores de rua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weVcNcpF9d4/TWG9ueLHFaI/AAAAAAAAAgU/uILobIM1kxA/s1600/um+minuto+de+silencio4_baixa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weVcNcpF9d4/TWG9ueLHFaI/AAAAAAAAAgU/uILobIM1kxA/s400/um+minuto+de+silencio4_baixa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adilza, que participa de encontros do Movimento Negro, escolheu a bandeira "Brasil Negro Salve", da Frente 3 de Fevereiro. Mauro, a bandeira "Zumbi Somos Nós" na ocupação Prestes Maia, ação do mesmo grupo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ_DwL3gjQs/TWG_dqzARAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/4Low93PloIM/s1600/brasil_negro_salve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ_DwL3gjQs/TWG_dqzARAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/4Low93PloIM/s400/brasil_negro_salve.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-e3kJfn0Ng/TWHA9_5Xl2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/qK3Tjl8_jOY/s1600/zumbi_somos_nos.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-e3kJfn0Ng/TWHA9_5Xl2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/qK3Tjl8_jOY/s400/zumbi_somos_nos.png" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina, que trabalha como carroceira, Marcela que vê seu sofrimento e Ana Gleice, se apresentaram a partir deste trabalho do JAMAC na praça do Jardim Miriam, 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vkqsyIG5YYc/TWHDqNuKXiI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9NoJx6Q7Bg4/s1600/jamac01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vkqsyIG5YYc/TWHDqNuKXiI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9NoJx6Q7Bg4/s400/jamac01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fran escolheu uma "enigmática" (como ela disse) imagem do grupo Política do Impossível:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Au1AXsYjSas/TWHEvFyf4hI/AAAAAAAAAgk/M6zxlbWNMDs/s1600/luz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Au1AXsYjSas/TWHEvFyf4hI/AAAAAAAAAgk/M6zxlbWNMDs/s400/luz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Traga sua Luz", intervenção contra o processo de gentrificação do bairro da Luz/Cracolândia/SP, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peetssa escolheu uma intervenção que ele realizou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0D8B90OIPI8/TWHLKe_eKSI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5Ls9Hha2xnI/s1600/todos-tem-poder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0D8B90OIPI8/TWHLKe_eKSI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5Ls9Hha2xnI/s400/todos-tem-poder.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYl-Vlea9V4/TWHM-ZlpE1I/AAAAAAAAAhM/tzyw4rHdQIw/s1600/roda2net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPzjv3HS0kc/TWHM85ftlDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/EnED3Doi3k4/s1600/roda1net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Esta rodada gerou um bate papo sobre os trabalhos apresentados, suas urgências, contextos, grupos, formas, símbolos. A partir daí, começamos a mergulhar em nossas memórias de infância - compartilhamos brincadeiras de antigamente: "Estrela Nova Sela", "Porta Bandeira", "Pau de Sebo", "Campinho"; brincadeiras de hoje: "Pancadão", "Polícia e Ladrão" e lembramos como eram os espaços que contornavam as brincadeiras do passado, o que tinham de mágico, protegido, infantil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPzjv3HS0kc/TWHM85ftlDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/EnED3Doi3k4/s1600/roda1net.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPzjv3HS0kc/TWHM85ftlDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/EnED3Doi3k4/s1600/roda1net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="103" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPzjv3HS0kc/TWHM85ftlDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/EnED3Doi3k4/s400/roda1net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3crrft61Bws/TWHNSZh5fKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/d6DmRcM4WK4/s1600/roda2net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Em um terceiro momento, cada um foi convidado à registrar seus desejos para o Parque para Brincar e Pensar, que será construído coletivamente no terreno desapropriado pela Eletropaulo para a instalação de torres de transmissão de energia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6d1MUgaR-UI/TWHT-x0JflI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ISJZ-IETNWQ/s1600/parque2net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-12nvFYXCHoo/TWHQrvaJjLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WuBo-c8mvaU/s1600/_DSC4756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-12nvFYXCHoo/TWHQrvaJjLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WuBo-c8mvaU/s400/_DSC4756.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjoLpiW6KQk/TWHQtinF56I/AAAAAAAAAhY/VTYG-Y0p2RA/s1600/_DSC4757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjoLpiW6KQk/TWHQtinF56I/AAAAAAAAAhY/VTYG-Y0p2RA/s400/_DSC4757.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZ_S6xafQj0/TWHQy3jFy7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/7bwzTqdVYGw/s1600/_DSC4773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZ_S6xafQj0/TWHQy3jFy7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/7bwzTqdVYGw/s400/_DSC4773.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sig0cPXb-c8/TWHQ99iCj1I/AAAAAAAAAhg/9_s5BpHiI50/s1600/_DSC4763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TVBm3PKh-AI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zkl5bYEUiMQ/s1600/32SXC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TVBm3PKh-AI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zkl5bYEUiMQ/s320/32SXC.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais de 150 mil moradores da cidade de São Paulo estão expostos a campos magnéticos gerados por linhas de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;transmissão&lt;/span&gt; aérea de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;energia&lt;/span&gt; elétrica em níveis que podem provocar riscos à saúde humana.&lt;br /&gt;A estimativa faz parte de uma pesquisa da Faculdade de Medicina da  USP (FMUSP) que mapeou as áreas do município mais expostas e as  características da população afetada. O estudo aponta que as regiões de  maior exposição apresentam baixos níveis de escolaridade e renda entre  os moradores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Campos magnéticos que fazem mal à saúde&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O geógrafo Mateus Habermann avaliou a prevalência de exposição aos  campos magnéticos na população da cidade de São Paulo. "Foram  consideradas áreas expostas aquelas com campo magnético igual ou  superior a 0,3 microtesla, nível apontado na literatura científica como  de risco estatisticamente significante de leucemia infantil", aponta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao mesmo tempo, o pesquisador verificou as diferenças socioeconômicas  entre as pessoas expostas e não expostas. "O estudo se baseia na ideia  de Justiça Ambiental, surgida nos Estados Unidos, onde se constatou que  populações marginalizadas eram mais sujeitas a riscos ambientais".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A análise das informações sobre os 572,1 quilômetros de linhas de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;transmissão&lt;/span&gt;  na cidade de São Paulo mostra que as áreas mais expostas aos campos  magnéticos formam um corredor ao longo do percurso das linhas,  abrangendo uma área de 25 quilômetros quadrados. Conforme as dimensões e  características técnicas das linhas de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;transmissão&lt;/span&gt;, esses corredores apresentaram entre 50 e 130 metros de largura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A extensão é maior do que as áreas de servidão, espaços reservados  exclusivamente para a passagem das linhas", ressalta Habermann. A  população que vive nos corredores é estimada em 152.176 habitantes (1,4%  da população de São Paulo), em 40.677 domicílios (1,3% da cidade), com  base nos dados do censo demográfico de 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mais jovens e mais pobres&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir das informações socioeconômicas das áreas expostas, a  pesquisa mostra que a prevalência aos campos magnéticos diminui conforme  aumenta a idade da população. "Aproximadamente 46,6% das pessoas nesses  locais tem menos de 24 anos", conta o geógrafo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro dos corredores, 48% da população não tem instrução ou menos de  cinco anos de estudo. "Um terço dos chefes de domicílio que vivem nas  regiões expostas não possuem renda ou ganham menos de dois salários  mínimos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doenças causadas pelos campos elétricos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mesma metodologia usada no estudo da Capital paulista foi aplicada  nos demais municípios da Grande São Paulo, apresentando resultados  semelhantes. "Em outra pesquisa da FMUSP, comparou-se a distância da  residência de pessoas que faleceram de leucemia, câncer no cérebro e  neoplasias do sistema nervoso central em relação às linhas de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;transmissão&lt;/span&gt;",  relata o pesquisador. "os resultados mostraram que o risco de leucemia  entre pessoas com mais de 40 anos é maior em áreas situadas a 50 metros  das linhas de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;transmissão&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O estudo de Habermann faz parte de um projeto de pesquisa sobre linhas de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;transmissão&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;energia&lt;/span&gt;, coordenado pela Associação Brasileira de Compatibilidade Eletromagnética (Abricem). Denominada EMF-SP (de &lt;i&gt;Electromagnetic Fields&lt;/i&gt;,  campos eletromagnéticos, em inglês), a iniciativa reuniu pesquisadores  de diversas instituições, como a Faculdade de Saúde Pública (FSP) da USP  e o Instituto de Pesquisas Tecnológicas (IPT). O trabalho do geógrafo,  descrito em sua dissertação de Mestrado, teve a orientação do professor  Nelson Gouveia, do Departamento de Medicina Preventiva da FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O EMF-SP foi financiado pela Agência Nacional de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Energia&lt;/span&gt;  Elétrica (Aneel), e as conclusões dos estudos foram encaminhadas para  as concessionárias de serviços de eletricidade. "Fica a critério delas  fazer as mudanças necessárias para diminuir a intensidade do campo  magnético emitido pelas linhas de &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;transmissão&lt;/span&gt;  aéreas", aponta Habermann. Sugere-se que os campos magnéticos podem ser  mais um fator de risco que a população socioeconomicamente mais  vulnerável está exposta, assim como outros problemas urbanos como  poluição do ar, inundações, proximidade de aterros sanitários, entre  outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-1025846301439026928?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/1025846301439026928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=1025846301439026928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/1025846301439026928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/1025846301439026928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/02/campos-magneticos-de-linhas-de.html' title='Campos magnéticos de linhas de transmissão ameaçam saúde da população'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/_M-2-KX033KI/TVBm3PKh-AI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zkl5bYEUiMQ/s72-c/32SXC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-6420340114743239311</id><published>2011-02-02T15:33:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:23:54.110-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>Fantasias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando entramos no local imaginado por Mônica e Mauro como futuro Parque para Brincar e Pensar, logo depois da casa da Dona Carmem, tivemos a sensação de atravessar um Portal. Aquele espaço vazio de casas, cheio de mato, esgoto a céu aberto, torres de alta tensão e muitas crianças, fez com que cada um de nós imaginasse algumas coisas. Estas são nossas primeiras fantasias, que agora serão somadas às de cada adulto e criança ali presentes, para começarmos o desenho do Parque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnFjkZ3UBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/RQAgu4ysYlU/s1600/flores.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnFjkZ3UBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/RQAgu4ysYlU/s200/flores.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joana:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Eu vi o caminho usado pelas crianças para irem à escola se transformando em um caminho bonito, colorido, mágico. Ví os muros todos cheios de plantas, latas virando vasos. Vi todo mundo trabalhando junto, crianças e adultos - os adultos olhando para crianças de uma outra forma e vice versa. Vi um escorregador, uma tirolesa, um brinquedo radical ali no meio. Em fim, vi uma praça florida e o potencial de transformar um lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnF6q_s0nI/AAAAAAAAAfY/97mC5ZXzHLY/s1600/kiriku.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnF6q_s0nI/AAAAAAAAAfY/97mC5ZXzHLY/s320/kiriku.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cássio: &lt;/b&gt;Eu vi um jardim, com hortas, uma roda de capoeira acontecendo, todos trabalhando juntos movidos por música, ouvi Jorge Ben tocando. Vi um cinema, a céu aberto, em baixo do maracujá, com telão, cadeiras, pipoca, suco e crianças assistindo Kiriku e a Feiticeira e outras histórias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnHaYLfCLI/AAAAAAAAAfg/GKTukL8OuXU/s1600/radio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnHaYLfCLI/AAAAAAAAAfg/GKTukL8OuXU/s200/radio.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rafael: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu vi no espaço caminhos que possibilitem diferentes formas de circulação. Você poder ir rápido, ao mesmo tempo em que alguém pode circular devagar. Imaginei espaços como lugares de diferentes saberes e práticas, ao mesmo tempo interligados. Vi diferentes camadas de leitura e movimento neste espaço. Você pode jogar no território inteiro, como um tabuleiro, ou pode também submergir num dos espaços: um lugar de recuperação de águas, uma horta, lugar para plantas medicinais, uma rádio comunitária.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cibele: &lt;/b&gt;Eu vi o lugar se transformando em um grande percurso cheio de paradas, pontos mágicos. Um lugar para plantar e colher, outro para tratar a água, outro para olhar para cima, outro para balançar, para falar, ouvir. Imaginei num dos pontos um brinquedo de cordas, tramas, com alguns pneus presos, formando uma "cama", onde pode-se deitar e olhar o céu. Imaginei a Rádio Poste, que o Mauro faz na Praça do Miriam, com uma sede ali. Imaginei a construção de todos esses pontos acontecendo ao mesmo tempo, crianças e adultos circulando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnGPlg888I/AAAAAAAAAfc/wITE-uNv-vU/s1600/carpa.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnGPlg888I/AAAAAAAAAfc/wITE-uNv-vU/s200/carpa.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peetssa:&lt;/b&gt; Eu vi o Parque trabalhando a saúde no sentido amplo, da relação com meio ambiente, 2 ou 3 caixas d'água sendo usadas para tratar o esgoto, uma área meio alagada, com Helicônias, Lírios e outras plantas usadas para isso, o entulho local servindo para o tratamento, uma composteira. Vi 4 hortas suspensas, uma em cada canto, vi uma ponte de madeira, japonesa, por cima do rio. Vi até uma biquinha com peixes. Em frente a casa da Dona Carmem, vi uma bandeira com um símbolo, marcando a entrada do Parque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mauro:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; vejo a possibilidade de aproveitar a geografia do lugar para construirmos coisas - brinquedos, horta (que eles já tem experiência) etc. Penso na importância dos temperos, árvores frutiferas, bananeiras, goiabeiras, pitangueiras... árvores como lugares de brincadeira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mônica: &lt;/b&gt;vejo o esgoto limpo e um espaço para capoeira, um tablado ou deque, espaço para as crianças estarem e brincarem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-6420340114743239311?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/6420340114743239311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=6420340114743239311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/6420340114743239311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/6420340114743239311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/02/fantasias.html' title='Fantasias'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/_M-2-KX033KI/TUnFjkZ3UBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/RQAgu4ysYlU/s72-c/flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-5802295106812544161</id><published>2011-02-02T14:57:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:44:23.314-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>1º percurso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Primeira reunião no JAMAC: Contrafilé, Cássio Martins, Mônica Nador, Mauro, Fábio e Pedro Kyo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmIzJHqRKI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6d_AafGLvGA/s1600/_DSC4549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmIzJHqRKI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6d_AafGLvGA/s400/_DSC4549.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mônica e Mauro contam histórias sobre o Jardim Míriam e nos sugerem um local do bairro para o Parque para Brincar e Pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI0QUkOrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Ypf1WhWkSbw/s1600/_DSC4557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI0QUkOrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Ypf1WhWkSbw/s400/_DSC4557.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mauro:&lt;/b&gt; Essa comunidade é um local que parece local de terra arrasada. Porque a Eletropaulo, para garantir o espaço, ela destruiu, quebrou as casas, deixou todos os negócios pendurados. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mônica:&lt;/b&gt; Em baixo do fiozão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mauro:&lt;/b&gt; Em baixo do fiozão! Então é um negócio estranho, porque é tudo acabado, tem esgoto... e quando vocês apareceram e falaram que tem essa possibilidade de pegar e fazer uma intervenção, que é uma intervenção urbana, construir os brinquedos para as crianças, então eu pensei cá com meus botões: "lá seria um lugar interessante para colocar". E, muito mais do que isso, lá é um espaço para ser explorado, para ser melhorado, e a Dona Carmem, que é a pessoa que eu mais conheço lá, é uma referência. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contrafilé: &lt;/b&gt;Mauro, e a escola onde você dá aula, é lá?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mauro:&lt;/b&gt; É bem proxima. Vocês vão ver que tem duas escolas da prefeitura que são próximas. Tem a Sampaio Dória, o "Redondão", como o pessoal fala, e tem uma lá em cima do morro que é a Carlos Augusto. O diretor da Carlos Augusto, o Geraldo, eu conheço, é um cara legal, é professor de artes. A diretora da escola onde eu dou aula também é uma pessoal legal, de fácil acesso, a gente tem como pegar e conversar com ela também. Tem essa possibilidade... eu tô imaginando aqui, de articular, construir, não tem nada pronto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contrafilé:&lt;/b&gt; É uma possibilidade de trabalhar com crianças...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mauro:&lt;/b&gt; Isso, exatamente. Falei inclusive com o Pedro aqui, porque que o Pedro, sendo arquiteto... eu sei que as condições, pra poder fazer uma intervenção, são extremamente complicadas, porque envolvem dinheiro, coisa que a gente não tem... mas em fim, é um potencial a ser explorado... e vamos conversar também com os moradores para discutir o que pode ser feito. Ver se eles realmente tem interesse... no caso da Dona Carmem, é claro que ela tem interesse, por que é um pessoal carente, ela tem lá as filhas delas, que tem mil problemas. A gente tem que estar lá dentro, conversando, vendo o que dá para fazer. Me parece ser a possibilidade de um projeto piloto para trabalhar neste tipo de comunidade onde a gente tem muita dificuldade de atuar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contrafilé:&lt;/b&gt; A gente pensou nisso também...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mauro: &lt;/b&gt;Nós moramos aqui, eu moro aqui a minha vida toda, mas somos distantes, você não tá lá dentro, você não mora. As condições são diferenciadas. Apesar de morar aqui, não tenho o contato direto, de estar alí próximo, não sofro os mesmos problemas que as pessoas sofrem, querendo ou não, esta é a realidade. E quem sabe a partir por exemplo de uma intervenção como essa, vocês tem possibilidade de construir alguma coisa de substancial, de duradouro pra comunidade. E qual o meu objetivo? Claro, é político. De avançar politicamente, de emancipação política. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contrafilé:&lt;/b&gt; É nosso também.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mauro:&lt;/b&gt; E gancho para fazer isso muitas vezes a gente não tem, não sabemos fazer  isso, e vocês tem mais facilidade. O que eu tenho a oferecer? Discurso?  E alguém vai se alimentar do meu discurso? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mônica:&lt;/b&gt; Ah, Mauro... seus discursinhos são bons! Olha só... olha há quanto tempo a gente tá te ouvindo! [risos...]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mônica:&lt;/b&gt; Mauro, vou falar um pouquinho da minha experiência lá: eu vim pra cá com esse projeto de pintar as casas e o Mauro me levou lá. E lá é assim, super precário, bem no meinho da favela, do lado desse lugar onde a Eletropaulo passou com o trator e deixou aquele Iraque, como o próprio Mauro disse... demoliram as casas e deixaram lá, então virou um lixão, com aquele monte de esgoto correndo. Os canos das casas, que eram todas ligadas, de repente ficaram todos soltos no ar, tem um rio de cocô.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI2Yfkr-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/MF62zxsmYx0/s1600/_DSC4574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI2Yfkr-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/MF62zxsmYx0/s400/_DSC4574.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;De onde vem a idéia de um Parque? O que estamos fantasiando neste primeiro momento?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Contrafilé apresenta alguns de seus trabalhos anteriores, assim como imagens/referências para este projeto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI4WtFwNI/AAAAAAAAAeY/UN2FjpjiS5E/s1600/_DSC4580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI4WtFwNI/AAAAAAAAAeY/UN2FjpjiS5E/s400/_DSC4580.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI5eG0j5I/AAAAAAAAAec/1m-AgAVEjgw/s1600/_DSC4594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI5eG0j5I/AAAAAAAAAec/1m-AgAVEjgw/s400/_DSC4594.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI8yoW21I/AAAAAAAAAek/QF5bU_BA4RU/s1600/_DSC4607.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI8yoW21I/AAAAAAAAAek/QF5bU_BA4RU/s400/_DSC4607.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mauro nos guia pelo Jardim Miriam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI7pAYyOI/AAAAAAAAAeg/C2jlbEzMIvQ/s1600/_DSC4604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI7pAYyOI/AAAAAAAAAeg/C2jlbEzMIvQ/s400/_DSC4604.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Redondão" - escola pública onde Mauro é professor de geografia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI_Zr0o3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KrHZh-ZWQVY/s1600/_DSC4614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmI_Zr0o3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KrHZh-ZWQVY/s400/_DSC4614.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;À caminho do local imaginado por Mônica e Mauro como Parque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJAtC2AvI/AAAAAAAAAes/Emh-VlgYDkY/s1600/_DSC4616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJAtC2AvI/AAAAAAAAAes/Emh-VlgYDkY/s400/_DSC4616.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dona Carmem, importante liderança, e Maria Eduarda, sua neta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJCeQagwI/AAAAAAAAAew/aoLS8GBFIPw/s1600/_DSC4623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJCeQagwI/AAAAAAAAAew/aoLS8GBFIPw/s400/_DSC4623.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Área desapropriada pela Eletropaulo, futuro Parque para Brincar e Pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJET79bcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7XnMny99UEU/s1600/_DSC4630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJET79bcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7XnMny99UEU/s400/_DSC4630.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJJk_AdlI/AAAAAAAAAfA/VmEoBu2eL_Q/s400/_DSC4658.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJMUeMHVI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Y6UyLINjN0s/s1600/_DSC4675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJMUeMHVI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Y6UyLINjN0s/s400/_DSC4675.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJUB-G6GI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ln_yQRXht2I/s1600/parque2net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmJUB-G6GI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ln_yQRXht2I/s400/parque2net.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-5802295106812544161?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/5802295106812544161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=5802295106812544161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/5802295106812544161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/5802295106812544161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/02/1-percurso.html' title='1º percurso'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/_M-2-KX033KI/TUmIzJHqRKI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6d_AafGLvGA/s72-c/_DSC4549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-665706992446811626</id><published>2011-01-31T23:17:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T00:05:20.502-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincando e Pensando'/><title type='text'>Primeiros passos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUdseddtAfI/AAAAAAAAAcw/HJ3lES1Z2Fs/s1600/fotocf.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUdseddtAfI/AAAAAAAAAcw/HJ3lES1Z2Fs/s400/fotocf.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos reunimos para pensar em um planejamento para os primeiros encontros. O primeiro será amanhã, dia 01 de fevereiro, com Mauro, Mônica e Pedro. Pensamos que pode ser interessante formar um grupo pequeno, porém coeso, que possa reverberar os acontecimentos que forem sendo gerados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras perguntas a serem levadas são: Quem somos? O que fazemos? Porque estamos aqui? Queremos, com elas, falar e ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também discutimos, quando estávamos planejando o começo do projeto, o quanto temos sempre que pensar de forma expandida, a educação e a arte sendo processos que devem estar de acordo com o ritmo e o espaço de uma comunidade, de uma rede de relações. Assim, descobriremos o como fazer fazendo, afinal, mesmo já tendo trabalhado com diversas comunidades, qualquer processo que se pretende contextualizado acaba pedindo, de acordo com as situações, diferentes formas de estar e de fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que sabemos, por enquanto, é que temos o que chamamos de &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Caixa de Ferramentas&lt;/span&gt;", que são os nosso saberes e fazeres, os nossos desejos e sonhos. Esta Caixa certamente será aumentada, conforme saberes e fazeres de todos os participantes do processo puderem ser somados:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUi7JGENo6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/uul38zknIf4/s1600/cf.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUi7JGENo6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/uul38zknIf4/s320/cf.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Sons e música;&lt;br /&gt;- Desenhos (de observação e de imaginação);&lt;br /&gt;- Imagem (foto e vídeo);&lt;br /&gt;- Saúde do ambiente (constituição de um lugar que dialogue com a natureza e com a comunidade);&lt;br /&gt;- Construção;&lt;br /&gt;- Cartografias;&lt;br /&gt;- Histórias de vida/histórias dos lugares;&lt;br /&gt;- Jogos;&lt;br /&gt;- Percursos;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-665706992446811626?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/665706992446811626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=665706992446811626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/665706992446811626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/665706992446811626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/01/primeiros-passos.html' title='Primeiros passos'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/_M-2-KX033KI/TUdseddtAfI/AAAAAAAAAcw/HJ3lES1Z2Fs/s72-c/fotocf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-4217983097914500418</id><published>2011-01-29T22:40:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T22:44:26.114-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Referências'/><title type='text'>Infancia y Institución - Conversación con Paolo Virno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(79, 129, 189); border-style: none none solid; border-width: medium medium 1pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; padding: 0cm 0cm 4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: black;"&gt;Esta charla tuvo lugar en la escuela &lt;i&gt;Creciendo Juntos&lt;/i&gt;, en octubre de 2006, aprovechando la visita del filósofo italiano Paolo Virno a Buenos Aires, quien vino a presentar su libro &lt;i&gt;Ambivalencia de la multitud&lt;/i&gt; (Tinta Limón Ediciones 2006). La escuela hizo una invitación muy amplia y allí nos reunimos docentes, padres, madres, vecinos y amigos de la escuela.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Paolo Virno:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt; A mí me fascina el tema de la infancia, y el de una pedagogía que esté a la altura de nuevas instituciones después de la época del estado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Siempre los movimientos revolucionarios han dado una importancia extraordinaria a “los nuevos”. En Italia hay dos libros importantes sobre el tema de la infancia. Un libro filosófico: &lt;i&gt;Infancia e historia&lt;/i&gt;, de Giorgio Agamben. Y otro político, clave en el movimiento del 68: &lt;i&gt;Epístola a una maestra&lt;/i&gt;, escrito por el cura Lorenzo Milani, defensor de una escuela cuyo objetivo era dar la palabra a los pobres. Dos libros, uno filosófico y otro político, sobre la infancia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Pero quisiera agregar una reflexión sobre el posfordismo, es decir, sobre la relación entre la globalización económica y la infancia. Creo que la sociedad posfordista, la sociedad de la economía globalizada, es una sociedad &lt;i&gt;pueril&lt;/i&gt;. En italiano, y también en castellano, pueril es la caricatura de lo infantil. Una caricatura que, sin embargo, es seria. La puerilidad de la sociedad del espectáculo –la sociedad mediática– la convierte en una caricatura de la dimensión infantil. La infancia, entonces, puede significar una crítica posible a la puerilidad de la sociedad global del espectáculo. Este es, para mí, el punto importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;En general los revolucionarios han pensado cómo formar a la infancia. Al contrario, creo que nosotros tenemos que sacar instrucciones de la infancia: extraer de ella las claves para comprender mejor la totalidad de la sociedad posfordista pueril. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Por ejemplo: la condición de los niños contemporáneos, que es algo que, me decían, aquí se debate mucho. Es una condición cargada de una especie de madurez. Un saber hacer, un saber estar en el mundo, un saber orientarse cuando hay muchos imprevistos, cuando no hay reglas precisas. Este saber de ellos hoy es una referencia para comprender el mercado de trabajo, la precariedad y la imprevisibilidad de los usos y costumbres contemporáneas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Un ejemplo autobiográfico puede ser un estado de infancia que dura durante toda la vida: la cárcel. La celda es un teatro de la infancia porque ella está desnuda, es simple, sin nada que puede constituir un ambiente. Dos posibilidades se abren allí: una infantil y otra pueril. El que está en la celda puede aceptar esta vuelta a la infancia y asumir una situación de fragilidad esencial. O, al contrario, puede adornar la celda como si ella fuera una habitación normal, la caricatura de una habitación normal. Esto último es un modo de hacer pueril. La sociedad del espectáculo es como una celda, adornada por ficciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;La fragilidad de nuestra condición social en la globalización contemporánea tiene sólo dos posibilidades: la seriedad de la infancia o el carácter caricatural de la puerilidad. Frente a lo imprevisto se abre la posibilidad para los movimientos (después del 2001 o en Italia después de la revuelta de Génova) de comportarse como movimientos seriamente infantiles, que sacan instrucciones de lo que los biólogos llaman &lt;i&gt;neotenia&lt;/i&gt;. Neotenia es la dimensión infantil, pero una dimensión infantil que concierne a todos lo hombres y todas las mujeres también cuando ellas y ellos devienen grandes. Esto significa invertir el punto de vista de los movimientos revolucionarios tradicionales, tanto para el movimiento ruso como el del 68, que se preocupaban por cómo educar de un modo revolucionario a los niños. No, no se trata de esto. Para mí, hay que ir a las escuelas de los niños para comprender el núcleo más importante de la sociedad precaria, frágil. Seriamente, creo que las instituciones post-estatales, las nuevas instituciones, pueden existir si y sólo si piensan y plantean bien la cuestión más importante: el problema de los “nuevos”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Una buena filosofa, Hannah Arendt, consideraba a los niños como “los nuevos”. Los niños son un acontecimiento siempre imprevisto, como puede serlo una acción política. El “nuevo” que nace, física y biológicamente, es comparable –según Hannah Arendt– con una acción política impensada. Teológicamente comparable (aunque yo no me ocupo de teología) con un milagro: algo inédito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Creo que las instituciones post-estatales tienen que ocuparse de la infancia. De la infancia literal, en primer lugar y, después, de la infancia crónica que concierne a las sociedades contemporáneas: la precariedad. Tenemos, entonces, dos tipos de infancia; la infancia crónica y la infancia literal. La perspectiva de construir instituciones nuevas, instituciones post-estatales más allá del estado, es la misma cosa que pensar de nuevo y de una manera radical, el problema de la infancia, de la infancia literal, del saber hacer de los niños. Un saber hacer excedente, a menudo, del saber hacer de los profesores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Tomemos, por ejemplo, la relación de los niños con el lenguaje. Se comprende más el funcionamiento de un call center o del llamado trabajo inmaterial a partir de la experiencia de acceso al lenguaje de los niños. Soy muy serio cuando digo esto: la filosofía del lenguaje como filosofía de la sociedad de la comunicación, tiene que partir de las primeras palabras de un niño. El acceso al lenguaje de un niño puede decir muchas cosas sobre el funcionamiento de las fábricas de las charlas: radio, televisión, call centers, etc. Esta relación constituye una raíz política. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Las instituciones estatales, aquellas aún vigentes, son instituciones que no comprenden, en ellas, la infancia como dimensión común a todos nosotros; la infancia crónica en tanto dimensión fundamental de la incertidumbre, del saber hacer en el mundo. Las instituciones estatales son, desde el origen de la modernidad política hasta hoy, instituciones adultas o, desde hace algunas décadas, instituciones pueriles. Nunca instituciones “infantiles” fueron capaces de comprender la experiencia lingüística de orientación en el contexto vital de “los nuevos”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Nosotros somos pobres, o yo lo soy al menos, precisamente porque tenemos que emplear siempre sólo metáforas. Pero esta metáfora es significativa, dice algo de importancia. Las instituciones pos-estatales pueden pensarse como la situación de un niño frente a&amp;nbsp; las reglas; un niño concreto, no metafórico, frente a las reglas sociales. Un niño seguramente más o menos obedece –hablo de política, no de niñería, de infancia–las reglas sociales, pero el niño las aplica haciendo referencia a una dimensión de experiencia más larga que esas reglas rígidamente definidas. Las reglas tienen que existir, pero hay una experiencia que quisiera llamar “saber hacer”, que es más larga. Esto le permite al niño comprender de una vez a la siguiente cómo aplicar la regla y también, si debe aplicarla. Esta relación entre las reglas y un saber hacer, un saber orientarse en el mundo más amplio –tanto para mí como para muchos compañeros filósofos de la política– puede constituir un criterio para tener una imagen de las instituciones pos-estatales. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Las instituciones estatales comprenden sólo las reglas y excluyen el saber hacer más largo del niño, pero también de los hombres y de las mujeres de los movimientos radicales. Las instituciones estatales son instituciones sin infancia. Desde hace tres décadas, desde el comienzo de la globalización, del posfordismo, del llamado trabajo inmaterial, las instituciones estatales han devenido instituciones pueriles. Y es que hay una diferencia: están las instituciones sin infancia, las instituciones de hierro, del siglo XX, pero desde hace tres décadas la infancia ha devenido necesaria para la producción social. La producción social del trabajo precario tiene que tener una base sobre el saber hacer del niño. Por esto la infancia ha entrado en las instituciones estatales pero como caricatura, como puerilidad. Las instituciones estatales de la sociedad del espectáculo no excluyen más la infancia pero la subsumen como una caricatura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Creciendo Juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Nosotros veníamos construyendo esta escuela con determinadas orientaciones. Pero en un momento nos empezamos a plantear un montón de cosas porque la escuela tal como estaba nos daba la sensación de que no resolvía ni la mitad de los problemas que por lo menos acá, y en todo el Gran Buenos Aires, ocurren permanentemente. Pero estamos un poco en el desierto: acá no hay modelos y vivimos situaciones diarias en las que en ese mismo momento vemos cómo resolverlas. Y uno se siente un poco desamparado en ese aspecto, quizás no en la parte legal de la escuela porque si bien no es una escuela estatal el sueldo de los docentes los paga el estado. Pero siento que, por momentos, uno tiene que actuar medio clandestinamente. Sin embargo, los padres que llegan a la escuela mayoritariamente no tienen esa visión: siguen confiando en las normas y reglas de la escuela tradicional.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Estoy de acuerdo con vos sobre el estado de incertidumbre, de marcha en el desierto sin modelos. Me parece que la teoría y la filosofía política no pueden nada, deben callar porque hay problemas que tienen que ser afrontados sólo por la experiencia práctica: la dignidad de la filosofía política es saber reconocer sus límites. En Italia las experiencias prácticas de contra-escuela han sido sobre todo los maestros de camino, que se dio en una gran ciudad del sur como Nápoles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;En los barrios de Nápoles muchos chicos no iban a la escuela y estos maestros organizaban la escuela en los patios de las casas, en los barrios. Fue una experiencia muy grande, muy difundida. Nápoles es una gran ciudad de tres millones de habitantes, esto duró alrededor de diez años y todavía está funcionando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;El problema también en Italia es el de una escuela no pública y tampoco privada, una tercera dimensión de la escuela. No la escuela del estado ni la escuela del rico patrón, de la asociación de patrones. Una tercera escuela posible, contra el director funcionario del estado y contra el director empresario. La experiencia de estos maestros de camino fue una experiencia grande, importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Al comienzo de los años 80, después de la derrota de los movimientos revolucionarios en Italia, una forma de pensamiento radical ha sido el pensamiento pedagógico: una especie de consuelo respecto a la derrota de la lucha de clases, de la lucha revolucionaria. Pero un consuelo inteligente, un consuelo que tomaba la transformación posfordista de la sociedad en tanto sociedad flexible, precaria, etc. Había muchos libros sobre la pedagogía y las escuelas, pero no referidas a la universidad sino a la “escuela elemental”. También se contaba con la reflexión de los años 20 de los pedagogos rusos. Como texto teórico muy actual: &lt;i&gt;Pensamiento y lenguaje&lt;/i&gt;, de Vigotsky, es un clásico absoluto por ejemplo en lo que concierne a la experiencia del juego como mezcla de afectividad y relación con el tiempo. El eterno retorno de lo mismo, la expresión filosófica de Nietzsche, es concretamente el juego de los niños, todavía y cada vez el mismo juego. Vigotsky habla muy bien de esto, por consiguiente metafóricamente pienso que Vigotsky es más actual que Rifkin respecto de la sociedad contemporánea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;La experiencia del juego: juego e instituciones pos-estatales. No quiero decir que las instituciones pos-estatales pueden ser el Luna Park, sino lúdicas en su sentido serio. La experiencia del juego como la experiencia del niño, de la infancia, es una experiencia muy seria. El juego significa enfrentar los imprevistos, calmar el pánico, calmar el miedo. La regularidad de los juegos de los niños es una dimensión de las reglas muy diferentes a las reglas rígidas: la &lt;i&gt;regularidad&lt;/i&gt; contra la &lt;i&gt;rigidez&lt;/i&gt; de las reglas. Creo que verdaderamente la dimensión del juego de la infancia permite hablar de las instituciones pos-estatales de un modo más concreto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Juego, juego de&amp;nbsp; lenguaje: el niño va a saber que cuando está en la escuela emplea algunas palabras diferentes de aquellas que emplea en el juego. Juegos de palabras correspondientes a ámbitos, a contextos de experiencia. La reflexión sobre las reglas de las instituciones pos-estatales tiene en el juego un punto de referencia fundamental. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Colectivo Situaciones:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt; Vos decías que estas instituciones pos-estatales –que son la experiencia de muchos de nosotros en los grupos, en los diversos colectivos– se asocian de alguna manera a la infancia en la medida que logran retener esa dimensión infantil. Normalmente la idea de infancia se asocia con la inocencia y vos justamente decías en una de tus conferencias que en estas instituciones pos-estatales, si algo había que pensar era la cuestión del mal. Por ejemplo, me refiero a cómo relaciones que eran de amistad de repente se pueden convertir en relaciones de odio, o de compañerismo a competencia dentro de los movimientos o grupos. Entonces, se trata de pensar que la dimensión de infancia que logran ejercitar estas instituciones pos-estatales (que consiste en que todo el tiempo pueden estar pensando/probando sus propias reglas) no tiene nada que ver con una idea de inocencia o de ingenuidad…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt; No, absolutamente. San Agustín decía en sus &lt;i&gt;Confesiones&lt;/i&gt; que se acordaba de sí mismo como un niño muy pequeño y muy agresivo; digamos hoy: muy cínico y oportunista. Oportunismo y cinismo en un sentido muy serio. Oportunismo para reconocer las situaciones peligrosas y las situaciones favorables: éste es el oportunismo básico, no el de los oportunistas que quieren hacer carrera. Y una especie de cinismo que también empleamos en su sentido básico: una distancia de las situaciones y también una distancia de los otros. Esta distancia es absolutamente necesaria para orientarse en el mundo. El niño no es inocente, es frágil, y la fragilidad no es en sí misma buena. Según creo, es muy abierta, es una gran apertura. Esta misma es la condición de la infancia: una gran apertura. Esta apertura es una mezcla de fragilidad y de oportunismo en un sentido básico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Creo que los enfrentamientos internos a los movimientos, en Argentina como en Italia, han sido a menudo enfrentamientos por causa de un defecto de oportunismo y de cinismo. Enfrentamientos internos a la multitud, internos a los que quieren transformar el mundo. Otra cosa son enfrentamientos contra los que tienen el poder, la raza de los que mandan. Creo que contra las murmuraciones en el desierto, los conflictos internos a los que hacen el éxodo, las instituciones de la multitud pueden sacar algo importante de la flexibilidad de los niños con el oportunismo, pero desgraciadamente esto es todavía una metáfora. Va a llegar un día sin metáforas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: ¿Pero no hay una cuestión inherente a la condición humana que es una ambición de poder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Creo que la agresividad específicamente humana es representada más por el sentimiento del honor que por el deseo de dominar, de comandar. Atención: el honor es muy peligroso, es un sentimiento formal, un sentimiento vacío. Pero ¿qué significa honor? Este sentimiento totalmente formal, totalmente vacío, es un sentimiento, un deseo de reconocimiento, una especia de dignidad sin un contenido preciso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Los otros animales vinculan su “dignidad” a algunos contenidos precisos: por ejemplo, el león en su territorio (no conozco los animales, excepto nosotros, los animales humanos). En cambio en los hombres se trata de una dignidad no vinculada a un contenido preciso: esto es el honor. Sin duda el honor puede devenir la razón, la causa, de conflictos terribles y también del deseo de dominar. Uso la palabra honor, en la Italia del sur es una palabra sucia, para indicar una raíz emotiva, una raíz afectiva y subjetiva de las instituciones pos-estatales. ¿Cómo gobernar el deseo del honor, del honor como recíproco conocimiento, como dignidad, impidiendo su transformación en deseo de comandar, de dominar? De nuevo tenemos que sacar algunas instrucciones de los niños, como cuando un niño se defiende también con rupturas, con conflictos, pero defiende su dignidad, su “honor”. La manera de hacerse reconocer de un niño es una lección instructiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Para retomar la metáfora del niño con las instituciones: ¿diferencias lo que es estatal en la modernidad, que tiene una racionalidad jurídica específica, respecto de esta sociedad en la que no predomina esa racionalidad de reglas rígidas? ¿Tiene algo que ver con la actualidad de una cuestión más instintiva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Según creo, es más racional la relación entre reglas y &lt;i&gt;saber hacer&lt;/i&gt; del niño que las reglas estatales sin relación alguna con el saber hacer más amplio del niño. Para mí es un criterio, un principio más racional también desde un punto de vista jurídico, esta flexibilidad de las reglas, estas relaciones de las reglas con la apertura al mundo o el saber hacer del niño. Por esto no hablaría de un carácter instintivo, pre-racional o no racional de la infancia. Me parece que hay aquí, en el comportamiento de los niños, un elemento que a menudo los juristas buscan y no encuentran: la relación entre las reglas o normas positivas, bien determinadas y el mundo de la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: ¿De las reglas con el derecho natural?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: No, derecho natural es el fundamento natural de las normas. Pero el mundo de la vida, o el saber hacer de los niños, es un comportamiento respecto al contexto vital, no es un conjunto de reglas naturales. El problema del derecho moderno desde siempre es decir: “bueno, éstas son las normas, éstas son las reglas de las instituciones”. Pero la cuestión más importante es qué relación hay entre las reglas y una experiencia mucho más informal que los filósofos llaman orientación en el mundo o capacidad de orientarse en el mundo o apertura al mundo. ¿Cuál es esa relación? Esta relación es precisamente la que el niño puede mostrarnos. El niño vive sobre la frontera entre reglas y mundo de la vida. En italiano hay una palabra “frontallere” para indicar a los que pasan la frontera. El niño es un “frontallere” entre reglas positivas determinadas y mundo de la vida. Pero esto es un problema del gran pensamiento jurídico del siglo XX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Elisa–Los Horneros&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6928988579331266864#_ftn1" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Una pregunta filosófica, aunque no conozco mucho de filosofía…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Es mejor así para hablar de filosofía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Elisa–Los Horneros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Creo que la vida es una filosofía y esto de los niños y la sociedad, esta descomposición que nosotros sentimos hoy en nuestra sociedad, se me ocurre que tendríamos que volver todo para atrás y aprender de nuevo, porque evidentemente hicimos todo mal, nosotros los grandes. Entonces, me pregunto cuál es la idea de la filosofía, del estudio sobre los problemas reales que hoy atravesamos: la violencia, la incertidumbre, la angustia de no saber cuál es la salida, qué es lo que vamos a hacer, y que cuando nos juntamos también rompemos entre nosotros. ¿Desde el punto de vista filosófico cuál sería esa pequeña salida? Por ejemplo, yo trabajo con chicos sin familia, sin padre ni madre, y cuando empieza la clase los chicos van muy entusiasmados, pasa un mes o dos meses y van perdiendo el entusiasmo: no quieren ir más, se aburren, dejan de hacer la tarea, y para ellos ya no tiene ningún sentido ir al a escuela, prefieren quedarse a jugar. Y la verdad que me produce mucha preocupación porque uno hace un montón de sacrificios para que ellos vayan a la escuela y ellos no quieren ir porque no hay atractivo, no hay nada que los contenga a ellos en la escuela. Y esta situación se repite en la vida diaria: es como que está todo hecho, que se perdió el interés por las cosas…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Desgraciadamente la filosofía no dice nada acerca de todo eso. Pero, por ejemplo, hay páginas importantes de filosofía sobre el sentimiento de angustia y su diferencia con el sentimiento del miedo. La diferencia es ésta: el miedo es siempre miedo por una razón precisa, por un peligro determinado. La angustia, en cambio, es un sentimiento sin una causa precisa. En este sentido, todo el mundo puede ser peligroso. Creo que cuando los niños después de un mes se frustran de la escuela pueden tener el sentimiento de un comienzo de experiencia de angustia. Los niños conocen más que nosotros, mejor que nosotros, la diferencia entre miedo y angustia. Hay una experiencia del niño que es una inquietud general sin causa precisa, una tristeza sin causa. Algunas veces esta tristeza sin causa es favorecida por la escuela. O por la figura del padre, por ejemplo. El padre hace algunas décadas era el adulto completo, el adulto seguro de sí, punto de referencia. Hoy a menudo el padre, como decía el poeta italiano Passollini acerca de su propio padre, es un padre sin real autoridad, sin un papel importante, precisamente porque su misma experiencia ha devenido una experiencia infantil. Por ejemplo, la de ser un padre precarizado. Passollini contaba que su padre humilde era un padre siempre niño, todavía niño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Pero no en el sentido anterior, sino en el sentido pueril…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Sí, tenés razón. Un padre pueril. Un padre pueril es su vergüenza (la de Passollini) por ser un padre sin potencia, un padre sin culpa pero pueril. La pregunta que quisiera plantear es: hoy cuántos padres en la economía de la precariedad ya no son más adultos a los ojos de los hijos… Las instituciones estatales o no estatales no son seguramente una cosa técnica. Las instituciones enemigas o las que nosotros podemos construir son una mezcla de pulsiones, afectos, reglas, agresividad, relación con el contexto vital. Hablar sobre instituciones como instituciones puramente jurídicas es una manera muy poco realista y muy pobre. Al fin no se habla verdaderamente de instituciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Volviendo sobre lo &lt;i&gt;clandestino&lt;/i&gt; en la escuela. Estaba pensando, en parte por cosas que venimos discutiendo en el taller hace rato, sobre el hecho de que instituciones estatales puedan estar en estado de excepción interno, en el sentido de que por un lado hay reglas pero la real operación de la ejecución no es hacer reglas, sino que lo que se produce después se presenta como adecuado a las reglas, pero en el momento de trabajo hay que inventar todo el tiempo y no obedecer las reglas. A este procedimiento le venimos llamando dimensión clandestina de todas las instituciones: en todas las instituciones hay un espacio entre lo que se supone que hay que hacer y el modo en que realmente se lo hace. La preocupación nuestra es cómo lo que realmente se hace –que me imagino que es la dimensión de infante– después puede volverse público. Porque es precisamente en esa acción donde está la dimensión de laboratorio de la escuela: experimentar cómo se vuelve público lo que realmente se está haciendo. En este nivel, creo, puede haber algo así como un sistema de autorizaciones sin autoridad. Quiero decir: tal vez en este nivel no hay autoridad, porque nadie sabe qué hacer realmente, hay que estar ahí probando, y entonces no hay figura de adulto, ni hay regla que valga a priori. Pero a su vez me imagino que hay un sistema de autorizaciones, un poco como vos decías que hay que mirar a los chicos en cómo defienden su honor, en el sentido más positivo. Te pregunto esto porque me parece que es bastante común a todos lo que estamos en instituciones de cualquier tipo, incluso colectivos o grupos, que todo el tiempo hay un desfasaje entre lo que decimos que son nuestras reglas y el nivel de la práctica. Y me parece que hay un trabajo que no se hace mucho, que sería muy interesante pensar si es lo propio de una institución pos-estatal publicitar lo que hace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Lo que se hace… Lo que dijiste me parece no un problema sino “el” problema de este debate: el problema de transformar lo que es implícito y metafórico en una praxis de la esfera pública. Podría inventar algo pero la verdad más verdadera es no sé cómo puede hacerse esta transformación. Quizás el movimiento internacional hace cinco o seis años ha presentado algunas experiencias en este sentido. Habría que ver muy bien cuáles experiencias van en la dirección, pero una respuesta general teórica sería injusta respecto al hecho de que, como decía antes, la dignidad de la filosofía política es reconocer el momento de sus evidentes límites. Experiencias prácticas, experiencias públicamente –y no técnicamente– reproducibles: es el criterio de la reproducibilidad política, o política social, de algunas pequeñas experiencias prácticas. Si tú quieres el pasaje del hecho a la regla, un hecho que deviene regla: un hecho de la vida, una experiencia práctica, por ejemplo, políticamente reproducible se transforma en regla posible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: ¿Pero no se requiere siempre una condición de marginalidad? Porque si la clandestinidad tomara una centralidad se institucionalizaría…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: No estoy de acuerdo. Creo que el problema de las demandas que llegan a la institucionalización no es verdaderamente el problema. O sea, me gustaría mucho producir experiencias fuertes que pueden ser institucionalizadas. No creo que sea un problema el peligro de que el gobierno las convierta en instituciones, porque si el movimiento es verdaderamente autónomo puede afrontar todos los dispositivos de captura, de manipulación. En cambio, si el movimiento es débil no produce líneas dignas de ser institucionalizadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Yo la experiencia que tengo es que si uno ve la foto de los años 50 y 60, ve las fábricas y allí hay una persona por cada heladera que se produce. Ahora uno va a una fábrica y ve a una persona produciendo cien heladeras. En el primer caso, siento que el estado trabajaba para que eso sucediera, acompañando ese proceso fabril; ahora, por el avance de la tecnología, el estado no acompaña: deja libre el hacer a las pocas personas que van a la fábrica. Hoy día noto que el estado directamente se desliga porque sabe que no es posible absorber tanta gente en las fábricas. Entonces lo que me planteo es: hasta qué punto sirven las instituciones pos-estatales sin cambiar a la vez la perspectiva del estado con respecto&amp;nbsp; a la educación. Un ejemplo simple: mi abuela, una persona que fue formada en el colegio, luego docente, estuvo preparada para hacer su auto abastecimiento: criar pollos, gallinas, tener una granja. Hoy en día, yo no sé si no estamos obligados a volver a esa situación. Pero, si a mí me dicen de preparar una huerta no tengo ni idea; y si me dicen que mate un pollo, me muero yo primero. A lo que me refiero con esto es si no hay que cambiar el sistema filosófico con que pensamos en vez de formar instituciones o si hay que formar instituciones bajo otro punto de vista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Comprendo bien la pregunta. De nuevo creo que una verdadera respuesta es muy difícil o también imposible. Creo que las instituciones han sido modificadas por dos razones, deviniendo instituciones pueriles, flexibles, como vos acabas de decir. Primera razón: después de los movimientos internacionales de los años 60 y 70, las instituciones se tenían que transformar. Segunda razón, segundo motivo: la economía contemporánea tiene en su centro la flexibilidad y la precariedad. Ya está ahí la figura de las instituciones semejantes a la infancia, pero se trata de una captura, de una necesidad de la forma contemporánea de la economía, de una necesidad de enfrentar a los movimientos de los años 60 y 70. Por esto, estas instituciones son la captura y la caricatura de posibles instituciones pos-estatales. He escrito una vez que se podría hablar de un &lt;i&gt;comunismo del capital&lt;/i&gt;: es decir, que el capitalismo contemporáneo emplea los mismos recursos que podrían sostener nuevas instituciones y muestran, exhiben, como una especie de exposición universal, una cantidad de instituciones más allá del estado. Me refiero a la cantidad de recursos afectivos, sociales y de cooperación productiva actualmente empleadas por el capitalismo posfordista, globalizado, que parecieran ser el recurso natural para ir más allá del estado. De nuevo la palabra clave es &lt;i&gt;ambivalencia&lt;/i&gt;: el mismo recurso puede tomar una figura terrible o una figura favorable. Volvamos al estado de excepción y de nuevo a la infancia: el estado de excepción significa precisamente que ya no hay una verdadera diferencia entre &lt;i&gt;reglas&lt;/i&gt; y &lt;i&gt;saber hacer&lt;/i&gt; respecto al mundo. Es la caída de una diferencia entre reglas que sostenía el gran derecho constitucional del siglo XX. Para mí, esta es la condición de todos los niños: una caída de la frontera rígida entre reglas y saber hacer, es decir, un saber orientarse en el mundo. Pero, ¿de cuál &lt;i&gt;estado de excepción&lt;/i&gt; hablamos? Actualmente el estado de excepción es un monopolio de la soberanía estatal. El estado contemporáneo&amp;nbsp; utiliza esta confusión entre reglas y saber hacer en el mundo. Pues hay un monopolio de esta situación. Las instituciones pos-estatales y ambivalencia: los mismos recursos que toman una forma terrible o una forma favorable. Las instituciones pos-estatales en cuanto instituciones infantiles (no pueriles) tendrían que emplear esta ida y vuelta entre reglas y saber hacer, ida y vuelta fuera del monopolio soberano. Esta experiencia de la ida y vuelta entre reglas formalizadas y saber hacer respecto al mundo, es precisamente la condición infantil. El estado de excepción es una cosa terrible, decisiva, en el derecho y la doctrina del estado contemporánea. Carl Schmitt, un filósofo de la política nazista pero muy inteligente, decía que el estado de excepción es el corazón de la soberanía y de la máquina del estado en general. Bueno, el estado de excepción tiene su correspondencia en la condición del niño, pero las instituciones post estatales deben borrar el monopolio soberano de esta ida y vuelta entre las reglas y el terreno más informal del saber hacer. Este terreno más informal del saber hacer o saber orientarse en el mundo es también el terreno para producir nuevas reglas. De este terreno del saber hacer puedo, a veces, sacar algunas nuevas reglas bien formalizadas. Todo lo que pienso está contenido en esta fórmula: &lt;i&gt;ida y vuelta&lt;/i&gt;. Más que ambivalencia prefiero esta ida y vuelta para pensar las posibilidades de las instituciones post-estatales. Podríamos decir: las instituciones del ida y vuelta. Es metafórico pero lo digo seriamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Me parece que el momento de institución en nuestra experiencia es un momento muy mínimo en toda la construcción. A la vez, ese momento institucional también tiene que ser un momento infantil y de juego porque sino puede leerse rápidamente como fracaso el intento de encontrar las propias reglas. El tema de la niñez que vos planteas lo veo en el modo en que los chicos prueban, prueban todo el tiempo hasta que saben hacer algo y después vuelven a probar porque hay otra cosa que no saben hacer hasta que saben. Y eso entiendo que es el momento de la institución: muy infantil porque cambia, porque no es la institución fija tal como estamos acostumbrados a pensarla. Para nosotros es complicado pensar las instituciones si no tienen esa impronta frágil, casi líquida, propio de lo que nos pasa a las experiencias que no somos instituciones pedagógicas…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Comparto todo. Quisiera sólo agregar que esta experiencia infantil/institucional, o experiencia infantil de las instituciones, que vos acabas de describir ha sido también la experiencia de algunas comunas obreras al comienzo del siglo pasado, de los consejos de fábrica, de los soviets en sus inicios, antes de la identificación entre soviets y máquina estatal. Agrego que precisamente la experiencia de una institución no rígida que vos acabas de comentar puede constituir un modo sutil, justo, de hacer historia respecto a experiencias del pasado que hoy nos parecen muertas. Con la ayuda de la infancia tenemos que estudiar cómo aparece algo vivo de ciertas experiencias históricas que frecuentemente nos parecen ya terminadas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Sonia Sánchez&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6928988579331266864#_ftn2" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Yo estoy pensando esto de la niñez de la que vos hablas en relación al colectivo en donde estoy yo, que es de mujeres en situación de prostitución. Y me cuesta localizarlo. Hay compañeras que desde los nueve años han sido abusadas sexualmente… Y me preguntaba cómo hacer con esa idea de ida y vuelta, de la ambivalencia, en un momento donde lo más fuerte es la crisis interna. Donde estamos mutando como personas y esa mutación se traslada a la organización. Escuchaba esto de la niñez y no lo puedo trasladar al colectivo donde yo estoy, no puedo ver infancia allí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: ¿Por qué no podes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Porque mis compañeras, la mayoría de ellas, no han tenido niñez. Y entonces no sé cómo se piensa esto. Cuando vos hacías esa pregunta, si sirve hacer otras instituciones post estatales, yo te digo hermano que sí, que sirve, porque para nosotras las mujeres en situación de prostitución sufrimos al estado como proxeneta. Y es un estado-proxeneta porque es el que nos da la cárcel y las cajas de alimentos y lo que no nos deja vernos de otra manera que no sea como mujeres en situación de prostitución. Por eso te digo que sí sirve pensar lo post-estatal. El tema es que no sé cómo encarar eso de la niñez pensando en este colectivo de mujeres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Yo tampoco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Habrá que ir pensando, ¿no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: Las crisis de los colectivos después de un momento de alegría, de tu colectivo por ejemplo, tienen siempre un conjunto de causas contingentes, parciales, pero también es una suerte quizás inevitable de las luchas, de las organizaciones. Creo que este misterio es muy materialista, muy concreto, y merecería ser tratado muy profundamente. Porque esto es cíclico: una oscilación entre un momento de plenitud, un momento de alegría pública, como fenómeno compartido, como fenómeno de la esfera pública, y el sentimiento de impotencia, de tristeza. Creo que este movimiento cíclico es una verdad de todos lo movimientos pero el aspecto propiamente contemporáneo es la brevedad de este pasaje: la secuencia rápida en estos pasajes entre el momento de fiesta y plenitud y el momento de la tristeza y la depresión. Durante mis años, los años 60 y 70, el ciclo de luchas duraba un período de tiempo significativo: diez años y recién después llegó la derrota, el sentimiento de impotencia, etc. Ahora, tanto en Francia, como en Italia o aquí, tengo la impresión de que se trata de breves momentos, una especie de ciclicidad muy fuerte. En Francia, por ejemplo, hay explosiones de luchas muy significativas: hay revueltas de los barrios periféricos cada seis meses. Y luego, repentinamente, silencio. Esto ha sido así también en las luchas de los años 90 en Francia. Luchas contra la disminución del ingreso en el trabajo, luchas de los estudiantes, etc. Creo que esta ciclicidad muy frecuente tiene algo que ver con la naturaleza y la cualidad de los movimientos globales y post fordistas…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;CS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;: ¿Tal vez se relacione con el modo en que esas luchas adquieren algún nivel de reconocimiento que las descoloca? Una compañera de México contaba que al proceso ecuatoriano algunos compañeros lo sintetizaban diciendo “ganamos pero perdimos”. Algo así como que las conquistas logran inscribirse en un determinado nivel institucional, que al mismo tiempo desarma el dispositivo de lucha. Y eso es difícil de pensar y procesar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify; text-indent: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;: Comprendo muy bien, estoy de acuerdo. El reconocimiento institucional de la realidad de una experiencia, o de una lucha, es siempre un reconocimiento parcial, que concierne a un nivel y sólo a aquél. La pregunta a plantear es: ¿por qué los movimientos, las luchas, no pueden aceptar la parcialidad del reconocimiento y conservar la red mucho más rica de su experiencia? Pueden, en principio, pero a menudo no es así. Pero pueden... Por consiguiente, el reconocimiento no es, en cuanto tal, un peligro. El peligro es reducir la red rica de su experiencia al nivel parcial que es el objeto del reconocimiento. Si el reconocimiento no es en cuanto tal un peligro, el problema para nosotros es crear una institución nuestra que acepta y también busca el reconocimiento y que, sin embargo, representa la unidad entre todos los niveles. Sin una institución propia, nuestra, sólo hay dos alternativas: considerar el reconocimiento como un peligro, y según creo, eso es pobreza política; o, segunda posibilidad: aceptar que el reconocimiento institucional captura toda nuestra experiencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;La única posibilidad de evitar esta doble mala alternativa es una forma mínima, y sin embargo real, de institución alternativa, de institución propia, de institución post-estatal que puede aceptar tranquilamente el reconocimiento parcial, interesado, oportunista, del estado y, a la vez, conservar la relación entre el nivel reconocido por las instituciones estatales y todos los otros niveles. Si querés: entre un nivel de las reglas determinadas y un nivel mucho más informal y rico de experiencias del mundo, de saber hacer, etc. Planteaste precisamente el problema que esconde la palabra institución… Para nosotros, que en líneas generales queremos terminar con los patrones, con los canallas, la palabra institución es una palabra amiga. Sin institución, hay malas alternativas. El juego de los niños o cualquier rito son ya instituciones. Al menos las reglas de nuestros juegos, o sea, de nuestras instituciones, decidámoslas nosotros. ¿Aquí nadie fuma más? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;CS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;: Ahora hay una ley que prohíbe fumar en espacios públicos... (risas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;: En mi vida quiero obedecer y saber por qué obedezco. Bueno, voy a esperar. Para nosotros, en italiano, la palabra esperar tiene un doble significado. Es magnífico. Esperar como espera y esperar como esperanza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;: Las instituciones que vos describís como abiertas, ¿qué nombre les pondrías vos? ¿Cómo las llamas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;: En mi jerga privada continuaré hablando de infancia, como el título de este libro muy bueno de Agamben que se llama &lt;i&gt;Infancia e Historia&lt;/i&gt;. Historia a partir de la infancia. Si el ser humano no fuera marcado por la incertidumbre y el saber hacer del niño, no habría en absoluto historia. Historia, es decir, modificación de maneras de producir, de jerarquías sociales. Todo, la gran historia: la Revolución Francesa, Perón, la dictadura, los colectivos piqueteros. Esta historia, en sentido estricto de la palabra, es posible, simplificando, por causa de la &lt;i&gt;neotenia&lt;/i&gt; infantil: estos modos de ser marcados por la posibilidad. Una posibilidad que significa apertura y apertura significa posibilidad, apertura al mundo. Infancia e Historia, o quizás infancia es historia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;: ¿Cómo ves el papel o la influencia de las instituciones post estatales y su relación con el estado? Por ejemplo, acá hubo una experiencia con las asambleas que de alguna manera se frustró. Pero hay experiencias, como por ejemplo el presupuesto participativo en Porto Alegre, donde las organizaciones han tenido un papel muy importante en las discusiones del estado. Acá en general eso no ha funcionado pero, digo, ¿está dentro de esta línea o estas instituciones tienen que estar completamente desconectadas del estado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;PV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;: No tengo una idea precisa acerca de esto, pero pensando ahora mientras hablo, creo que la máxima extrajeridad y distancia del estado era estrictamente necesaria cuando los movimientos querían tomar el poder y transformarse en el nuevo estado. En una situación como aquella, era absolutamente necesario el no compromiso con el estado. Hoy creo que vivimos una situación más radical que la anterior, porque creo que hoy está más madura, no en la teoría sino en los comportamiento concretos, la posibilidad no de construir un nuevo estado, sino de construir una esfera pública no estatal. Pues creo que vivimos una posibilidad que se coloca fuera y más allá del monopolio de la decisión política, o sea más allá del estado. Por consecuencia, en esta situación –insisto: más&amp;nbsp; radical que la anterior– creo que, a la inversa, se puede siempre tratar con el estado, con su administración. Cuidado, tratar no significa comprometerse, no significa “vender los derechos”. El estado es tortura y represión, de acuerdo, pero es también saber, técnica. La esfera pública no estatal debe chupar lo más posible los recursos actualmente cerrados en la administración estatal. No somos marginales virtuosos, no me gusta la marginalidad virtuosa. Comprendo esta actitud, pero creo que se trata de una actitud después de la derrota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-MX"&gt;Para terminar diría: cuando existe la madurez de ir más allá del estado se puede siempre tratar con el estado sin miedo de comprometerse. Durante mis años –hablo de mis años porque cada hombre y cada mujer puede, según creo, participar en cien ciclos de luchas, pero pertenece verdaderamente a un sólo ciclo de luchas–, los años de la revolución contra el trabajo asalariado, creo que los años de la última tentativa en Europa de una revolución política drástica, el problema era tratar la distancia respecto al Estado. Pero era una situación más atrasada que la situación de hoy en día. La situación actual, en cambio, porque es más madura muestra que el estado, además de enemigo de los movimientos, es un hierro viejo o, como prefiero decir algunas veces, una banda marginal del barrio, banda feroz pero marginal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify; text-indent: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="33%" /&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6928988579331266864#_ftnref" name="_ftn1" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Asentamiento ubicado en el partido de Moreno, al oeste del gran Buenos Aires, donde se realizan variados emprendimientos productivos. Los Horneros funciona como hogar para chicos que por diversos motivos se encuentran sin vivienda, con derivaciones judiciales, en situación de calle, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6928988579331266864#_ftnref" name="_ftn2" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sonia fue integrante de AMMAR-Capital (Asociación de Mujeres Meretrices de Argentina) y hoy es miembro del grupo independiente de mujeres &lt;i&gt;Las Locas&lt;/i&gt;. Co-autora junto a Maria Galindo del libro &lt;i&gt;Ninguna mujer nace para puta, &lt;/i&gt;Lavaca ediciones 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-4217983097914500418?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/4217983097914500418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=4217983097914500418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/4217983097914500418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/4217983097914500418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/01/infancia-y-institucion-conversacion-con.html' title='Infancia y Institución - Conversación con Paolo Virno'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-4075287262813354331</id><published>2011-01-29T20:01:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:45:05.495-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contextualizando'/><title type='text'>Projeto para um Bosque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;Segue aqui um registro do processo artistico-pedagógico vivido nos anos de 2006 e 2007 pelas educadoras Cibele Lucena, Jerusa Messina e Joana Zatz Mussi (naquele momento como integrantes do Coletivo Política do Impossível e, detalhe importantíssimo, com supervisão pedagógica de Fátima Freire) no Centro Comunitário do Parque Itajaí (bairro no extremo oeste de Campinas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre a presença da Fátima Freire, na verdade, é marca fundamental. A Fátima não supervisionava apenas o nosso trabalho, nossos planejamentos, dúvidas metodológicas, angústias, nossos caminhos e descaminhos mas, também e principalemente, nos supervisionava como grupo, como gente, corpo individual dentro do grupo. Assim, nos deixando mais conscientes, nos instrumentalizava para um trabalho mais presente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;Este processo - enquanto ele acontecia ainda não tinhamos clareza para nomeá-lo assim - é parte do processo maior do Parque para Brincar e Pensar que o Contrafilé vem desenvolvendo. Talvez já uma semente dele, um indício, uma pista. Tá aqui descrito como passo a passo metodológico, por desejo-necessidade de sistematizar, registrar, entender, avançar. Mas é um passo que não se repete. Assim que descrito, já não é mais o mesmo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nossos objetivos com o processo:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nosso “saber-fazer” é identificar urgências - cartografá-las (constelação de urgências) – formalizá-las a partir de um repertório de estratégias e conteúdos artísticos – inscrever as urgências no mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}@font-face {  font-family: "Courier New";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoBodyText, li.MsoBodyText, div.MsoBodyText { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial; }span.BodyTextChar { font-family: Arial; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como apresentar isso para os alunos e ao mesmo tempo entender      melhor o contexto no qual atuamos? Como começar a visualizar as possíveis      “urgências” a partir da experiência vivida daquelas pessoas, sem que estas      precisassem neste momento passar por um discurso verbal formalizado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: inherit; margin-top: 0cm;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Construção      simbólica, tornar visível o invisível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Passo a passo metodológico:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;momento 01: cartões postais... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Metáfora:      transformar um passeio pelo bairro em um passeio turístico. Nós éramos as      turistas, eles os guias. Eles teriam que nos apresentar os lugares e      transformar os lugares escolhidos em cartões postais do bairro. “Hoje      vamos fazer um passeio turístico destacando coisas visíveis e invisíveis      do bairro. Nós somos as turistas, vocês os guias.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. Escolher 4 lugares      que provavelmente virariam cartões postais de Itajaí (lugares “oficialmente”      reconhecidos) / escolher 4 lugares que provavelmente não virariam cartões      postais de Itajaí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. Levamos      vários cartões postais oficiais, de diferentes lugares do mundo e do      Brasil. Colocamos no meio da roda, formada no pátio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. Olhamos para os      cartões postais no centro da roda. Começamos a perguntar para que servem.      Eles responderam: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="1" style="font-family: inherit; margin-top: 0cm;" type="1"&gt;&lt;ol start="1" style="margin-top: 0cm;" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Para mostrar       pontos turísticos”, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Para os lugares       que aparecem ganharem mais dinheiro”, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“para chamar a       atenção de alguns lugares da cidade”.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSQiWwitmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/-TrWQkcRDgk/s1600/img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSQiWwitmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/-TrWQkcRDgk/s400/img.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSQkWNTXhI/AAAAAAAAAZs/MH5xKcsV1xQ/s1600/ponte01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSQkWNTXhI/AAAAAAAAAZs/MH5xKcsV1xQ/s400/ponte01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5. Que tipos de coisas      geralmente aparecem nos cartões? "Monumentos, lugares históricos, paisagens." O que normalmente não aparece? "Lixo, favelas, esgoto, lugares pobres".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. Mostramos fotos que      tiramos de cada um de nós (Jerusa, Cibele, Joana e Peetssa, membros do      Contrafilé naquele momento) em lugares que consideramos especiais da cidade em que      vivemos. Falamos que estes são lugares que virariam cartões postais para      nós, pois são importantes e significativos, pois mostram características      importantes da cidade, mas que normalmente não são contemplados nos      cartões postais oficiais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. Em Itajaí, o que      viraria cartão-postal?  "O Centro Comunitário (A Dona Ilza), Posto de Saúde, Seu Waldemar (liderança), parquinho, a entrada do Jardim Itajaí".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;              &lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. Em itajaí, o que      não viraria cartão-postal? "Ponto de fronteira entre os bairros, bairro Floresta (bairro mais pobre ao lado), bosque abandonado (onde acontecem assassinatos), o quarto da Laysa, campinho de futebol, escola."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSRU0RbtvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b37YTIbPiFY/s1600/casalaysa5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSRU0RbtvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b37YTIbPiFY/s400/casalaysa5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Casa da Laysa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSRlE6u0FI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/U5c78_mtuN0/s1600/bosquefloresta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSRlE6u0FI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/U5c78_mtuN0/s400/bosquefloresta.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bosque abandonado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. Fomos a cada um destes lugares para fotografá-los e transformá-los      realmente em cartões postais.Levamos o mapa do bairro. Percebemos o quanto este exercício de      localização de seu lugar no mundo é importante e o quanto é necessário. Mapeamento de urgências: partir de um mapa físico dar o salto para      o mapa do possível, como sobreposição do primeiro &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; cartografia      subjetiva. Agora olhar mais atentamente para estes lugares, nomeá-los, fazer      com que os grupos compartilhem com mais concentração o porque de os terem      escolhido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Evidenciar a existência de cartões postais oficiais, não oficiais e introduzir a possibilidade da criação de coisas no mundo que pudessem transformar o lugar e virar possíveis cartões postais, como “cartões postais do desejo”. [“Que idéias vocês teriam, de fazer coisas no bairro que desejam, para virarem cartões postais?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;11. Criar um mapa mais claro dos lugares físicos, nomeando-os e, ao      nomeá-los, introduzir a dimensão da fantasia, do desejo, das sensações em      relação aos diferentes lugares. &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Levamos cartões postais oficiais de Campinas e obras de artistas      que interferem na paisagem transformando-a, referências baseadas nas      observações dos próprios lugares. Com isso delineamos tanto as      camadas físicas quanto subjetivas da relação deles com este espaço,      começando a extrapolar o que é visível, o que não é visível para o que é      possível e desejado neste grupo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;12. Criar cartografia      a partir do mapa de Campinas e compartilhar a configuração criada: Itajaí      x Centro (centro x periferia, oficial x não oficial) / Itajaí como foco (o      que é provável x o que é improvável em Itajaí). Dispor cartões postais de      todos os tipos no mapa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;13. “Alguém pensou em      alguma idéia impossível?” [cartão postal do desejo] Se pensou, escrever e      colocar no mapa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;14. Observação de      postais de artistas: impossíveis que se tornaram possíveis. [monumento à      catraca do Contrafilé; trabalho do Zezão nos bueiros; intervenção da Mônica Nador/JAMAC no Jardim Miriam...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;15. Os postais clarearam os eixos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- marginal x oficial / visível x invisível: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;postais vendidos em Campinas x postais de Itajaí criados pelos alunos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- prováveis x improváveis (postais produzidos por eles): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pessoal x social, abandonado x cuidado, anonimato x estrelato, etc.;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- impossível x possível: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;postais que criamos com imagens de artistas, de intervenções urbanas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cartões-postais prováveis:  &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quais características dos locais registrados nas fotos os definiriam como cartões postais prováveis?  &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Título: &lt;i&gt;Divisas do Campo Grande  &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Descrição: &lt;i&gt;É um lugar que reúne as principais entradas e saídas do Campo Grande&lt;/i&gt; [Itajaí é um dos bairros que compõem a região de Campo grande].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSUoqV_gxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/29974UqOAiw/s1600/postal_portal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSUoqV_gxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/29974UqOAiw/s400/postal_portal.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;   &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Cartões-postais improváveis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Courier New";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Título: &lt;i&gt;O Nosso Ponto Turístico (da Região)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Descrição:   &lt;i&gt;O anonimato. Se o Ronaldinho estivesse neste campo com a bola no pé, este seria o cartão mais vendido.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSVbV94MhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/v0SnFTpUZQg/s1600/postal_campinho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSVbV94MhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/v0SnFTpUZQg/s400/postal_campinho.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSUoqV_gxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/29974UqOAiw/s1600/postal_portal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Courier New";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;16. Mapa oficial. Localizar e fixar no mapa oficial de Campinas os cartões oficiais.Percebemos rapidamente que os postais estavam todos localizados no centro, mostrando áreas nobres. O aspecto mais apontado por eles foi o fato de Itajaí não aparecer no mapa oficial - apenas em um mapa pequeno que afixamos em anexo. A Daniela logo disse: &lt;i&gt;nossa, Itajaí é invisível. &lt;/i&gt;Outro aspecto importante levantado foi que os cartões oficiais vendidos em bancas não abarcam Itajaí.&lt;i&gt; E por que será?, perguntei&lt;/i&gt;. Jonas respondeu:&lt;i&gt; por que moramos em um bairro pobre e ninguém quer um postal de lugar pobre.&lt;/i&gt; Ficamos então discutindo a importância dos postais que começamos a fazer na aula passada. &lt;i&gt;Tornar Itajaí visível.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSW03AEYQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/LO3dnK45zb4/s1600/serie_impossivel_possivel1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSW03AEYQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/LO3dnK45zb4/s400/serie_impossivel_possivel1.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSW4jFbymI/AAAAAAAAAaI/r6ddNcwlEJE/s1600/serie_provaveis_improvaveis4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSW4jFbymI/AAAAAAAAAaI/r6ddNcwlEJE/s400/serie_provaveis_improvaveis4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSW64lIzPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/a2n9Esbs34c/s1600/serie_provaveis_improvaveis_oficiais.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSW64lIzPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/a2n9Esbs34c/s400/serie_provaveis_improvaveis_oficiais.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;17. Cartografia: o mapa oficial com os postais      oficiais e o mapa de Itajaí com os postais prováveis e improváveis. Em um dos postais, aparecia uma fotografia de      um esgoto subterrâneo de São Paulo, com uma pintura do Zezão - grafiteiro      que pinta bueiros. Os alunos comentaram que sem a pintura, aquilo nunca      seria percebido, muito menos como cartão postal. Com a arte, aquilo tinha      uma diferença. Pudemos discutir conceitualmente alguns trabalhos (como foi      o caso da Catraca) e, ao mesmo tempo, colocar todos em um mesmo sentido,      da construção do possível. Abriu-se um portal para a discussão do      possível, da transformação do espaço, da arte como um instrumento para a      transformação. Definiu-se a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;série O      Impossível se Torna Possível.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;18. Chegamos em quatro séries de cartões postais: &lt;i&gt;os oficiais, os prováveis, os      improváveis, ou tudo ou nada (série mista) e o impossível se torna      possível.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;momento 02: as placas... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;style&gt;p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;19. A partir desse processo com os postais, nossa idéia era continuarmos na “viagem turística”      por Itajaí. Investigando o lugar... Agora de olho nos elementos que      comunicam, oficial ou não-oficialmente, suas regras: &lt;b&gt;as placas&lt;/b&gt;. Analisaríamos seus conteúdos conceituais e formais:      como são? O que informam? Pra que servem? Compararíamos estas com outras      “falsas”, criadas por artistas como deslocamento/inflexão na realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Inauguramos com os alunos a prática de      construir realidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSYwrtfiyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/p7RBuRzHXG4/s1600/L1030831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSYwrtfiyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/p7RBuRzHXG4/s400/L1030831.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSY5W-uerI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Q3FZ7nGUCe0/s1600/L1030850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSY5W-uerI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Q3FZ7nGUCe0/s400/L1030850.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSY-mnxyRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jpU-0OLaKTE/s1600/L1030848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSY-mnxyRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jpU-0OLaKTE/s400/L1030848.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Placas encontradas no bairro pelos alunos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;20. Verticalizando a      metáfora do cartão postal, evidenciou-se como objetivo a i&lt;b&gt;ntervenção no      bairro&lt;/b&gt; pelos jovens, a partir de desejos aparentemente impossíveis que      tornam-se possíveis. Estas ações que partem dos desejos, configuram uma      nova paisagem que se tornará "cartão postal do impossível".            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As placas são um      circuito muito concreto, onde é possivel visualizar facilmente o tipo de      informação compartilhada socialmente. Partindo por tanto de uma dimensão      mais concreta para discutir o que é compartilhado como norma e o que foge      a norma, podemos perceber a dimensão da possibilidade. A placa      oficial equivale ao cartao postal oficial. Os dois comunicam apenas o que interessa à ordem dominante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;21. As placas      tornam-se uma metáfora dentro de uma metáfora dentro de uma metáfora:    &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A primeira metáfora, que deu origem as outras no que diz respeito a pesquisa do bairro, foi a do &lt;b&gt;turista&lt;/b&gt; que chega no lugar.&amp;nbsp;    Para visitar este lugar, ele precisa entender o que ha de interessante nele. Surge entao a metáfora do &lt;b&gt;cartão postal&lt;/b&gt;, contida também da crítica daquilo que é invisível no discurso oficial sobre os lugares. Constata-se então que o que é visível aos olhos do oficial não contempla tudo o que há de interessante em um lugar.&amp;nbsp;    O cartão postal, por sua vez, é uma imagem, normalmente muito parcial de um lugar, das suas paisagens objetivas. Quais são os elementos oficiais desta paisagem? Como interferir nos elementos da paisagem objetiva &lt;b&gt;[placas]&lt;/b&gt; transformando-a a partir de outras objetividades e subjetividades? A partir destes binômios: normal X anormal; visível X invisível; oficial X não oficial; vamos criar o anormal dentro do normal, o invisível no interior do visível, o não-oficial tendo como suporte e oficial. Esta foi então a proposta: criar placas impossíveis, a partir do que se quer dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;22. Realização das placas: “Rua dos encontros e desencontros”, “Ronaldinho...”, “Pare. Olhe ao redor. &lt;b&gt;Cadê o bosque?&lt;/b&gt;”:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbZidC4cI/AAAAAAAAAac/vWgHxpBol30/s1600/placas1+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbZidC4cI/AAAAAAAAAac/vWgHxpBol30/s400/placas1+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O Ronaldinho vale milhões. Qual o nosso valor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbgOumt4I/AAAAAAAAAak/QS9zp8SihQ0/s1600/placas25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbgOumt4I/AAAAAAAAAak/QS9zp8SihQ0/s400/placas25.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbm81DMBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/M5COfjmjgNc/s1600/postal_pare+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbm81DMBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/M5COfjmjgNc/s320/postal_pare+2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbohejNZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NmZmFaou724/s1600/postal_observeaoredor.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbohejNZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NmZmFaou724/s320/postal_observeaoredor.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbjBJHV8I/AAAAAAAAAao/omV1-IIwFrc/s1600/placas28jpg+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbjBJHV8I/AAAAAAAAAao/omV1-IIwFrc/s320/placas28jpg+2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbkm8v4-I/AAAAAAAAAas/DAnhZrgg5bU/s1600/postal_encntro_desencontro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbkm8v4-I/AAAAAAAAAas/DAnhZrgg5bU/s320/postal_encntro_desencontro.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbeO7QhOI/AAAAAAAAAag/TBAwl6tS2CQ/s1600/placas9+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSbeO7QhOI/AAAAAAAAAag/TBAwl6tS2CQ/s320/placas9+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoBodyText, li.MsoBodyText, div.MsoBodyText { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial; }span.BodyTextChar { font-family: Arial; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Professora de geografia da escola do bairro dá depoimento no dia da instalação das placas, comentando a importância do bosque para a comunidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSdOYL7QkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Ox_AjgJxsFc/s1600/L1040327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSdOYL7QkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Ox_AjgJxsFc/s400/L1040327.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Inspirada pelos jovens, professora de geografia coloca faixa na porta de sua casa,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pedindo um bosque às autoridades da cidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSeWqoJF_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/nQizLh9UQtk/s1600/L1040335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSeWqoJF_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/nQizLh9UQtk/s400/L1040335.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O dia em que o Ronaldinho "visitou" Itajaí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;momento 03: o bosque...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;23.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;           Por que o bosque?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O bosque contem a dimensão visível e a invisível;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por que ele é um espaço físico (circunscrito) mas de fato não existe como realidade, apenas no imaginário coletivo da comunidade;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ele se revelou como um desejo/urgência da comunidade &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; assembléias publicas, convocatória para encontro celebrativo;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grande potencial metafórico;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Metáfora local e global, ao mesmo tempo;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem muitas histórias ligadas a ele.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como o bosque já      apareceu em nosso processo?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como um cartão-postal não oficial;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como intervenção, em seqüência de placas elaborada pelos alunos;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Na reação da professora à essas placas;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Missões: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- levantamento da memória oral da comunidade; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- levantamento do imaginário da comunidade em relação ao bosque;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- levantamento da história oficial do bairro e do bosque;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- investigar o bosque real (dimensões, características, etc.);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- divulgar o projeto, devolvendo para a comunidade seus desejos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- aumento de repertório de narrativas; imagens de outros bosques reais; arte e intervenção; contos de fada; cidades invisíveis; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- construção dos seres a procura de um bosque;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;24. Questões: Quais demandas a      gente atende e quais demandas a gente não atende? Até onde podemos chegar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;25. Ação inaugural:      “Alguém viu um bosque por aí?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Subimos  a rua do centro comunitário colando cartazes tipo “wanted” [com moldura  vazia de imagem] &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; seres a procura de um bosque,  caracterizados: roupitchas, balde de cola, vassourinha, cartazes,  escada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[os alunos assistem a cena do portão do centro comunitário]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então eles nos levam ao “bosque de Itajaí”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSjtzXeEAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/tymyGOZUcxE/s1600/L1040824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSjtzXeEAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/tymyGOZUcxE/s400/L1040824.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSjyFlUuCI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HshTfGAjE_E/s1600/L1040826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSjyFlUuCI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HshTfGAjE_E/s400/L1040826.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSj2QHQKaI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DVoD8G7cd48/s1600/L1040827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSj2QHQKaI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DVoD8G7cd48/s400/L1040827.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSj6cjM_6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/32G-cgxgX0s/s1600/L1040828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSj6cjM_6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/32G-cgxgX0s/s400/L1040828.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;26.  Já no bosque, numa grande assembléia de cadeiras, conduzimos a conversa para que eles nos contassem “como é o bosque que encontramos?”, subindo na escada e descrevendo o que vêem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSj6cjM_6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/32G-cgxgX0s/s1600/L1040828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSkx-MiHrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tfVyecPiVKk/s1600/L1040857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSkx-MiHrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tfVyecPiVKk/s400/L1040857.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSk13nl3VI/AAAAAAAAAbk/LvDrz_Y6lhk/s1600/L1040860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSk13nl3VI/AAAAAAAAAbk/LvDrz_Y6lhk/s400/L1040860.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSk6GdxDTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Mz7ZXvcgERY/s1600/L1040867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSk6GdxDTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Mz7ZXvcgERY/s400/L1040867.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSk-fBqMzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/EXxXEeulUkU/s1600/L1040870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSk-fBqMzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/EXxXEeulUkU/s400/L1040870.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;27. Mas como é o bosque que desejávamos encontrar? Cada um faz o desenho do bosque que deseja num cartaz “wanted” e saímos todos juntos para colá-los pelo bairro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSlzRmKSLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LavuL53zTt0/s1600/L1040902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSlzRmKSLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LavuL53zTt0/s400/L1040902.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSl5rRbK6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/GqDf54YCssE/s1600/L1050040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSl5rRbK6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/GqDf54YCssE/s400/L1050040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSl9lKyYBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8oldH5KCRWM/s1600/L1050044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSl9lKyYBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8oldH5KCRWM/s400/L1050044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmCBsgpNI/AAAAAAAAAb8/iJA2D10c3oo/s1600/L1050047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmCBsgpNI/AAAAAAAAAb8/iJA2D10c3oo/s400/L1050047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmGXWSFiI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rGFfyMDJs7U/s1600/L1050048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmGXWSFiI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rGFfyMDJs7U/s400/L1050048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmLKu4VEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/FUmNHapb1a8/s1600/L1050049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmLKu4VEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/FUmNHapb1a8/s400/L1050049.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmQLzsTrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9IvCCeiJhQc/s1600/L1050054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmQLzsTrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9IvCCeiJhQc/s400/L1050054.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmY1M_lrI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iE08-Rp8Zjk/s1600/L1050069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmY1M_lrI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iE08-Rp8Zjk/s400/L1050069.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmc5mTLfI/AAAAAAAAAcU/WISz10C3lxQ/s1600/L1050070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSmc5mTLfI/AAAAAAAAAcU/WISz10C3lxQ/s400/L1050070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;28. O bosque era um      mito, cuja imagem era um amontoado de mato e lixo, algo que não tinha      forma de bosque. Daí as placas criadas pelos alunos no momento anterior: "pare", "olhe ao redor", "cadê o      bosque?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;29. Primeira visita      ao bosque - que a Prof. Nadir e os alunos fizeram ao local -, uma surpresa: o      bosque, de dentro, não é um amontoado de lixo e mato. De dentro ele é um      bosque: tem bichos, árvores, rio, nascentes, cachoeiras, etc. Fomos até lá      com os adolescentes e compartilhamos com eles a experiência de perceber o      bosque como bosque.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O que tem no      bosque que faz dele um bosque?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pássaros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peixes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Insetos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cobra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Répteis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Árvores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cachoeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O que falta no      bosque para que seja bosque?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Divulgação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Limpeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;União para cuidar do bosque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Respeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Conservação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Consciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Conhecimento do lugar pelos moradores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Orelhão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 36pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: small; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Área livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;30. Excursão dois no bosque: entrando ainda mais e descobrindo mais      ainda que ele é mais encantado do que imaginávamos (aprofundamento da      imagem de dentro do bosque e início do processo de mudança da auto-imagem      como pessoas e como comunidade – ouvimos: Viu como não somos favelados?!.      Instalação de um novo espaço interno-externo de potência vital).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpGETuIGI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5LAig4NIxKk/s1600/inicio+trilha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpGETuIGI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5LAig4NIxKk/s400/inicio+trilha.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpJdKdi9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/HGOLzExaRRo/s1600/poco+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpJdKdi9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/HGOLzExaRRo/s400/poco+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpC13i12I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ia0-Zp1tEBE/s1600/agua+e+pedra+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpC13i12I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ia0-Zp1tEBE/s400/agua+e+pedra+2.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpMoP-55I/AAAAAAAAAck/9z72BIScaZI/s1600/poco+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpMoP-55I/AAAAAAAAAck/9z72BIScaZI/s400/poco+2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpQRxhJqI/AAAAAAAAAco/UFvn0Y8occk/s1600/rio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpQRxhJqI/AAAAAAAAAco/UFvn0Y8occk/s400/rio.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpVGSrnmI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NZGKqd3ctmA/s1600/area+pic+nic+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSpVGSrnmI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NZGKqd3ctmA/s400/area+pic+nic+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;   &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;momento 04: uma trilha-manifesto...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;31.            Proposta de ação: trilha como fato (experiência) e como imagem      (projeção do desejo): trilha-manifesto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A trilha pode      revelar aquilo que percebemos: o bosque é um bosque. Como disse o Alex,      diante da cachoeira: "Tá vendo, a gente não é favela, a gente tem um      bosque".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sendo a trilha o      objeto final de trabalho, como podemos articular todas as suas esferas,      das mais fantásticas às mais concretas? Pontuamos que nós três, como      educadoras, precisamos estabelecer um foco de trabalho (os adolescentes)      para que a trilha possa se realizar. Sugerimos que a instituição (Maria      Lúcia e Laysa) se responsabilizem pela articulação com a prefeitura,      secretaria do meio ambiente, etc. para descobrir como está o bosque no      projeto oficial. A Maria Lúcia e a Laysa se prontificaram a participar. As      crianças podem construir o portal de entrada. Inventar um jardim para      entrada do bosque, instalar a placa de entrada com o nome do bosque (que      elas podem eleger), etc. Criar o "portal".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;32. A Nadir teve uma      idéia: em julho teria uma festa junina no centro comunitário.      "Podemos fazer a "barraca do bosque" junto com as crianças e      adolescentes, durante a semana. A barraca pode ter as fotos do processo,      as faixas que os alunos já fizeram e um panfleto para conscientizar a      comunidade, pedindo para que todos parem de jogar lixo, fazer queimadas e cocô      na trilha. Este panfleto pode já divulgar o mutirão de limpeza no início      de agosto."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E assim a própria comunidade - crianças, jovens, professores - assumiu a luta pelo Bosque. Os jovens foram à Prefeitura de Campinas, fizeram manifestos, novas ações... como nos conta Laysa - com quem ainda mantemos contato através das redes sociais - este processo foi um marco para todos que se envolveram. A Laysa, junto com outros jovens, sistematizou o processo em um PDF e, através dele, apresenta e discute, ainda hoje, "o projeto para um Bosque" em encontros de jovens e comunidades na região de Campinas. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Arial";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Sectio&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-top: 0cm;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-4075287262813354331?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/4075287262813354331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=4075287262813354331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/4075287262813354331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/4075287262813354331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-bosque-de-itajai.html' title='Projeto para um Bosque'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/_M-2-KX033KI/TUSQiWwitmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/-TrWQkcRDgk/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-749978239946370340</id><published>2011-01-23T13:47:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T19:49:27.702-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Referências'/><title type='text'>Assinatura do Som</title><content type='html'>por Cássio Martins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dando um passo atrás, não estamos ainda falando de música (ritmo, melodia e harmonia). Mas sim do "mistério do som", como Walter Smetak denominava o fenômeno das ondas, vibrações que chegam aos ouvidos, a cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas vibrações podem ser melhor compreendidas, configuradas, sentidas, quando colocadas e também analisadas através do prisma do timbre, da altura, da dinâmica e duração. Neste pequeno texto me detenho a assinatura do som, ou do timbre. Por que? Para justificar minha busca pela combinação de materiais com o objetivo de criar novos sons, ou de re-descobrir velhos sons, primitivos, esquecidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é timbre? Ou, para começar, a que este nome - timbre - está relacionado? Este nome está ligado ao tipo de material que produz o som. Um exemplo: quando escutamos algo "metálico", é porque este som está saindo de uma fonte composta de níquel, ferro, arame... quando ouvimos algo "aveludado", é porque, provavelmente, este som provém de uma fone composta de madeira, misturada com ar (sopro) tal qual uma flauta de Pan (pequenas colunas de ar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é possível interpretar, esta relação não é totalmente fechada. Existe sempre uma fusão de certa gama de elementos (matérias) que compõe um timbre. Não cabe, portanto, uma abordagem "ideal", tal qual é feita pela física clássica. Cabe um parênteses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe um koan Zen, que diz: "sabemos o som produzido pelas palmas das mãos. Mas qual é o som de cada uma das palmas?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, voltando à nossa análise, no caso de uma flauta de Pan, sabemos o resultado desta combinação: coluna de madeira, somada ao ar que a atravessa e sai pelos seus furos. Mas qual o som exclusivo do ar? Qual o som de uma coluna oca de bambu, quando considerado fora de um contexto? Estes sons ideais, sem fusão e relação permeável, não existem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prosseguindo, existem tantos timbres tal como existem tantas combinações de matérias. Exemplos: rochas percurtidas dentro do meio aquático. Qual o som que isso tem? E o som de cordas de guitarra, passando por uma cabaça, percurtidas por varetas de bambu? Qual o resultado de um Beat Box &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt; no trânsito de São Paulo, com direito a sirenes, buzinas? Que som produz um contrabaixo elétrico, amplificado, no meio de uma feira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrapolando, cada instrumento tem uma assinatura, um timbre. Será que podemos dizer o mesmo de uma orquestra ou banda? Será que a soma de timbres de um conjunto musical produz uma assinatura própria? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta abstração acima vale para pensarmos também que ao mergulharmos no contexto dos timbres, dentro da pesquisa da produção sonora, encontramos uma possibilidade infinita de combinar materiais e produzir novas vibrações, ondas, cenários, climas, contextos e também pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[1] No Hip Hop muitas são as pessoas que desenvolvem um som com a voz e com uma caixa de ressonância feita com as mãos (concha acústica). Este método resulta numa possibilidade infinita de produzir ritmos e timbres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-749978239946370340?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/749978239946370340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=749978239946370340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/749978239946370340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/749978239946370340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/01/assinatura-do-som.html' title='Assinatura do Som'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-8705153360005937</id><published>2011-01-20T13:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:03:57.969-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contextualizando'/><title type='text'>A Rebelião das Crianças em Ljubljana/Eslovênia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Em dezembro de 2008 estivemos em Ljubljana, na Eslovênia, participando de um encontro entre grupos de diferentes  partes do mundo que trabalham com arte e educação. O encontro foi  promovido por um grupo esloveno chamado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Educação Radical&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste contexto, apresentamos A Rebelião das Crianças. Além de mostrar o que estamos  pensando e fazendo acerca da condição da criança em São Paulo, resolvemos criar alguns encontros  para conhecer a realidade deste lugar tão diferente e distante.  Conhecemos uma educadora chamada Adela, que é coordenadora do setor  educativo da Moderna Galerija de Ljubljana, o principal museu de Ljubljana. Ela  desenvolve um projeto muito interessante, chamado "School on The River"  [Escola no Rio] que faz parte de um programa maior,"Museum in the  Street" [Museu na Rua]. Uma das ações do projeto é criar encontros com  crianças imigrantes de vários lugares da Europa do Leste e da Ásia. A  maioria dessas crianças veio com os pais, fugindo de situações de  desemprego ou guerra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A Adela nos convidou para  participar de um encontro com algumas destas crianças. Inventamos uma  atividade para descobrir um pouco sobre como é para estas crianças morar  aqui. Cada um teria que mostrar um lugar importante no entorno da  escola e os outros teriam que adivinhar o porquê da importância do lugar  para a pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7wbCpLI/AAAAAAAAAZA/WQ-f0RxMUjY/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7wbCpLI/AAAAAAAAAZA/WQ-f0RxMUjY/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564294023738467506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7oXG8xI/AAAAAAAAAY4/vFu5txu2ubw/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7oXG8xI/AAAAAAAAAY4/vFu5txu2ubw/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564294021574488850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Estavam presentes Tugs, uma menina da Mongólia e Almina, da  Bósnia, assim como a educadora Adela, da Eslovenia e todos do grupo  brasileiro Contrafilé (Cibele, Jerusa, Joana, Peetssa e Rafael). No  começo, as meninas estavam um pouco apreensivas. Diziam: "Nós também  somos turistas aqui. Como vamos mostrar para vocês um lugar que não  conhecemos?" Para nós, foi uma surpresa. Não esperávamos por isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7Tj1R1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/bs0eOarn3nM/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7Tj1R1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/bs0eOarn3nM/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564294015990712146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7Z6i0jI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Goqzlq0jw_4/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7Z6i0jI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Goqzlq0jw_4/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564294017696584242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Para quebrar o gelo, Adela foi a primeira a escolher um lugar  importante para ela. Ela escolheu um lugar do rio onde ficam ancorados  os barcos - na cidade de Ljubljana passa um rio muito bonito. A Tugs  achou que a Adela tinha escolhido este lugar porque lembrava ela de  alguma história romântica. A Tugs perguntou: "Você já viajou com o seu  marido num barco?" Ela respondeu que sim, que ela nasceu, cresceu e  conheceu o marido na cidade e que muitas vezes já tinham viajado juntos  de barco. Contou também que esse rio é muito importante porque atravessa  mais de um país: começa na Sérvia, atravessa a Bósnia e a Croácia,  passa pela Eslovênia e desemboca no mar Adriático.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  Joana perguntou se a Adela tinha escolhido o rio porque ele conecta  diferentes pessoas e lugares. Ela disse que essa era uma boa idéia. Aí a  Jerusa falou: "Já sei! Você fez um projeto de educação chamado 'School  on the River'! É por isso!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Aí, a Adela falou que  sim e a Cibele comentou: "Eu achei muito legal essa idéia do rio porque  ele atravessa vários países naturalmente, sem fronteiras.  Como os pássaros que migram de um lugar para o outro sem ter nenhuma  barreira, proibição, polícia, passaporte e preconceito..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThck_ROplI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MSKlmALixig/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThck_ROplI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MSKlmALixig/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564299130144990802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX8RbXzQI/AAAAAAAAAZI/OAUyiz5TG3c/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX8RbXzQI/AAAAAAAAAZI/OAUyiz5TG3c/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564294032598224130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A Almina estava um pouco estranha. Olhava para o barco, ia perto  dele, mexia em algo, aí voltava, ouvia um pouco a conversa, e de novo se  aproximava do barco. Pensamos que ela não estava prestando atenção. Até  que ela desabafou: "É a primeira vez que eu vejo um barco na minha  vida!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa! Que incrível! Perguntamos o que ela estava sentindo.  Ela disse que era um pouco assustador, que era muito grande, que ela  estava com um pouco de medo. Ficamos impressionados porque ela mora  muito perto do rio há 6 meses, e nunca havia ido até lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estávamos  nos preparando para nos despedir quando Almina disse que queria nos  mostrar um lugar. Primeiro mostrou o Mercator (supermercado) onde ela e  sua família fazem as compras. Depois, percebemos que atrás do  supermercado tinha uma igreja evangélica. Ela apontou a igreja e a  primeira coisa que pensamos foi: deve ser o lugar onde ela pratica sua  religião. Mas logo, de novo, mais uma surpresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almina  começou a nos contar que ela é muçulmana, assim como sua familia. E  que, por isso, ela nunca poderia - e também nem gostaria - de entrar  naquela igreja, onde muitos de seus colegas da escola frequentam. Ela  explicou que na sua religião não existe igreja, existe mesquita. Ela e sua familia rezam 5 vezes por dia para Alá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na  mongólia existem 3 religiões: católica, islâmica e budista. Tugs nos  contou que ela e sua familia são budistas e que, junto com outros  imigrantes, usam uma casa alí no bairro como templo, onde todos meditam  juntos. A principal prática do budismo é a meditação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerusa  contou sobre o xamanísmo no Brasil, um ritual onde cabem pessoas de  muitas religiões. Foi uma conversa muito importante. Almina disse que  mesmo com as diferenças religiosas, fora da igreja - na rua e na escola -  todas as crianças brincam juntas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThclGF60NI/AAAAAAAAAZY/8W9agGEnOBk/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThclGF60NI/AAAAAAAAAZY/8W9agGEnOBk/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564299131976601810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/cibol/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-8705153360005937?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/8705153360005937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=8705153360005937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/8705153360005937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/8705153360005937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/01/rebeliao-das-criancas-em.html' title='A Rebelião das Crianças em Ljubljana/Eslovênia'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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/_M-2-KX033KI/TThX7wbCpLI/AAAAAAAAAZA/WQ-f0RxMUjY/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-6728650003068247966</id><published>2011-01-20T12:08:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T20:17:33.854-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Rebelião das Crianças'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contextualizando'/><title type='text'>A Rebelião das Crianças</title><content type='html'>A Rebelião das Crianças é como nomeamos o processo de pesquisa que iniciamos em 2005, do qual nasceu o Parque para Brincar e Pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vEyT0fjRpRw?fs=1" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 2007, como parte deste processo, realizamos uma importante "Assembléia Pública de Olhares" com três mulheres - Conceição Paganele, Maurinete Lima e Suely Rolnik - que resultou em uma publicação-sistematização de nossas reflexões e ações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThGurLYXWI/AAAAAAAAAYg/e6J-RClpmX8/s1600/capa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564275107294633314" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-2-KX033KI/TThGurLYXWI/AAAAAAAAAYg/e6J-RClpmX8/s400/capa.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 211px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste link você pode baixar o PDF da publicação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/7NwOiEkB/A_REBELIAO_DAS_CRIANAS.html"&gt;A Rebelião das Crianças, 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-6728650003068247966?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/6728650003068247966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=6728650003068247966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/6728650003068247966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/6728650003068247966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/01/rebeliao-das-criancas.html' title='A Rebelião das Crianças'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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://img.youtube.com/vi/vEyT0fjRpRw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928988579331266864.post-3050381322560756311</id><published>2011-01-20T11:14:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T19:50:08.696-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Projeto'/><title type='text'>Projeto "Parque para brincar e pensar"</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Arial"; 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margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn1" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn1" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn1" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn1" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OBJETIVOS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parque para brincar e pensar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; é um projeto de pesquisa e intervenção urbana que tem como foco trazer à luz a necessidade&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn2" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de relação entre diferentes gerações na forma de habitar e pensar os espaços comuns da cidade. Quais são hoje os espaços de encontro entre diferentes gerações e grupos? De que forma geramos como sociedade nossos próprios ambientes? O que significam as brincadeiras na nossa formação como adultos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Durante três meses, o &lt;b&gt;Parque para brincar e pensar&lt;/b&gt; se constituirá como um acontecimento junto ao Ponto de Cultura Arte Clube (JAMAC) e a comunidade do Jardim Santo André, na Grande São Paulo, onde o JAMAC atua desde 2008. Neste tempo-espaço, um brinquedo gigante – com a escala da cidade – e outros pequenos brinquedos e jogos periféricos serão inventados, construídos e instalados, dentro de um processo criativo que, em si, será um verdadeiro &lt;b&gt;território de invenções &lt;/b&gt;no qual o maior conteúdo será a &lt;b&gt;brincadeira&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Este projeto parte de um trabalho artístico-reflexivo do grupo Contrafilé&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn3" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, iniciado em 2005 e nomeado “A Rebelião das Crianças”, a partir do qual tornou-se perceptível que o direito à uma cidade plena, como construção social permanente, só se realiza quando diferentes grupos e gerações dialogam e constroem juntos devires - ao imaginá-los e executá-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;A brincadeira está sendo aqui entendida como prática, mas também como metáfora de uma forma muito particular e bastante saudável para o rompimento dos muros e segregações sociais, geracionais e espaciais tão arraigados em nossa sociedade  - e na atualidade global de modo geral -,  ao inscrever-se como espaço de elaboração de diversas camadas de vida, tanto individuais quanto coletivas, tanto subjetivas como objetivas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Para a construção do &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Parque para brincar e pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; artistas e comunidade serão convidados a dar forma a novos brinquedos públicos, enquanto passeiam por lembranças de suas brincadeiras de infância e atualizam o lugar da criança e do jovem hoje. Pensar fazendo e fazer pensando: que territórios sociais, culturais, físicos e simbólicos as brincadeiras constituem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Nos brinquedos do &lt;b&gt;Parque para brincar e pensar&lt;/b&gt;, a “pintura expandida” ou “paredes-pinturas” desenvolvidas pelo Ponto de Cultura Arte Clube (JAMAC) que, como diz Mônica Nador, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;oferecem aos indivíduos a oportunidade de perceber a prática contemporânea da pintura como um território sem fronteira nem hierarquia”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; ganhará nova tridimensionalidade, ao mesmo tempo sendo renovada e renovando os próprios brinquedos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0.1pt 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Para a construção deste grande &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parque para brincar e pensar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;, o Contrafilé e o Ponto de Cultura Arte Clube propõem misturar suas estratégias e conhecimentos artísticos, focados durante anos na transformação e valorização da cidade como espaço humanizado, para criar junto à comunidade do Jardim Santo André um novo grupo de trabalho que surgirá a partir de uma experimentação conjunta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0.1pt 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0.1pt 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0.1pt 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0.1pt 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0.1pt 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUSTIFICATIVA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0.1pt 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cidade para brincar e pensar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;O Contrafilé, formado por artistas que vivem na cidade de São Paulo, investiga e produz arte tendo como campo privilegiado de trabalho a cidade e o espaço da rua; desenvolve  trabalhos de intervenção pública misturando técnicas de performance, instalação, escultura e narrativas poéticas, promovendo encontros criativos com diferentes pessoas, grupos e comunidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Sob a hipótese de que vivemos em uma sociedade na qual a presença da criança e da juventude se ancoram, por um lado, nas imagens de futuro e fonte de energia vital e, por outro, na imagem de um perigo potencial, é uma tarefa não só importante como necessária, no caminho de transformar os estigmas que moldam os espaços identitários, gerar experiências transgeracionais de produção crítica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;As experiências nomeadas aqui como “transgeracionais” questionam e buscam superar aquelas nas quais adultos ensinam e crianças e jovens aprendem. É um tipo de experiência que instaura um território de existência no qual todos, neste caso, brincam juntos (tanto ao imaginar o brinquedo que irão construir como ao experimentá-lo) e, ao fazê-lo, colocam-se como corpos frágeis em estado de criação. É, portanto, um território onde um enxerga e aprende sobre o outro e, assim, tem condições de compreender melhor o estado do mundo atual, respeitá-lo, transformar-se e transformá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new; margin-left: 72pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A condição das crianças contemporâneas é uma condição carregada de uma espécie de maturidade. Um saber fazer, um saber estar no mundo, um saber orientar-se quando existem muitos imprevistos, quando não existem regras precisas. Este saber deles hoje é uma referência para compreender o mercado de trabalho, a precariedade e a imprevisibilidade dos usos e costumes contemporâneos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn5" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new; margin-left: 72pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn5" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Nesta pesquisa, o Contrafilé tem envolvido em seu trabalho, por meio de debates, criação de símbolos e utilização de linguagens artísticas, diversos teóricos, educadores, jovens e artistas que exercem papel de destaque nas situações analisadas pelo grupo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Nas performances e ações poéticas que vem desenvolvendo no território da cidade, o corpo aberto a inesperados encontros, as relações tecidas, as imagens criadas e as narrativas vividas constituem uma busca por experimentar a cidade como campo de ação, de possibilidades criadoras, onde podem ser re-inscritas as histórias cotidianas. A cidade é, portanto, um grande &lt;b&gt;Parque, &lt;/b&gt;lugar de brincadeiras que, apesar de divertidas, revelam-se como muito sérias na medida em que ora questionam, ora evidenciam a sociedade e a nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;O grupo trabalhou algumas vezes criando jogos com crianças que vivem nas ruas. Situações que revelaram, ao contrário do estabelecido no imaginário social, aqueles meninos e meninas são crianças e não criminosos, criando uma espécie de estranhamento por quem passa na rua. Dentre estas brincadeiras, instalávamos balanços em viadutos da cidade, nos quais brincavam em meio ao caos. Os lugares escolhidos eram estratégicos: ao mesmo tempo que destacavam a situação que ali ocorria e todas as tensões que ela envolvia, criavam uma imagem visualmente inquietante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Em 2008, como decorrência deste percurso, o grupo construiu um balanço de bambu gigante no parque do Ibirapuera. Achávamos que apenas crianças seriam convocadas a brincar, porém nos surpreendemos ao ver filas de pessoas de todas as idades sendo formadas e todos brincando juntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O brinquedo e o brincar formam um par dialético que traduz o relacionamento entre o adulto e a criança. Enquanto o brinquedo, ao longo da história cultural, representa a proposta pedagógica do educador, o brincar expressa a resposta da criança. Na imprevisibilidade de suas reações, esta preserva sua autonomia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn6" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn6" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Poderíamos nos perguntar qual a diferença entre uma montanha-russa na qual pessoas de todas as idades brincam juntas e estes “brinquedos-obras” que aqui descrevemos e propomos construir. A principal diferença é o aproveitamento deste espaço de desejo e de diversão como espaço de troca, diálogo e invenção. É a expansão da situação, transformada em processo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Nesta perspectiva da arte, podem ser também observadas e compreendidas as “paredes-pinturas” ou “pinturas expandidas” de Mônica Nador. Esta artista faz pessoas de diferentes idades desenharem juntos e brincarem de imaginar como querem que as figuras desenhadas ocupem o espaço. E, finalmente, brincam ao pintar as casas uns dos outros, subvertendo através de sua ação pedaços antes amorfos de cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-left: 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;O direito à cidade não pode ser concebido simplesmente como um direito individual. Ele demanda um esforço coletivo e a formação de direitos políticos coletivos ao redor de solidariedades sociais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn7" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Os brinquedos dentro deste contexto se apresentam, por sua vez, como “esculturas funcionais”. As esculturas serão resultado de muitas pessoas pensando um brinquedo que gostariam de construir para a sua comunidade, alargando com isso a dimensão do espaço público. Funcionais no sentido de que este brinquedo, além de obra inédita, terá também um valor de uso. Usado, configura-se como dispositivo de diversão e de encontro, quebrando a distância entre adultos, crianças, jovens; entre artistas, arte e comunidade, provocando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;transformações nos percursos e vivências de todos os envolvidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Numa cidade onde os espaços do comum e da fantasia estão desvalorizados e o jogo da convivência é regido pelo valor imobiliário do mercado, bairros populares como o Jardim Santo André não são uma exceção.  Em nossa atualidade as pessoas se vêem fora da possibilidade de se pensarem criadoras e gestoras de seu próprio ambiente. Assim, o Parque se apresenta como lugar possível para a elaboração de outra visão da realidade, onde cada um, como parte de um coletivo, será responsável e criador de seu ecossistema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;METODOLOGIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disparadores alfabetizadores políticos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-left: 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;É no fragmento de tempo do processo repetitivo produzido pelo desenvolvimento capitalista, o tempo da rotina, da repetição e do cotidiano, que essas contradições fazem saltar fora o momento da criação e de anúncio da História – o tempo do possível. E que, justamente por se manifestar na própria vida cotidiana, parece impossível. Esse anúncio revela ao homem comum, na vida cotidiana, que é na prática que se instalam as condições de transformação do impossível em possível.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn8" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;A metodologia privilegiada para a criação do &lt;b&gt;Parque para brincar e pensar&lt;/b&gt; será a imersão nas problemáticas situacionais&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;da comunidade envolvida e do Ponto de Cultura Arte Clube. Será este o ponto de partida para que os envolvidos possam construir novos discursos, relações e formas que desembocarão no &lt;b&gt;Parque&lt;/b&gt;, criando com isso uma multiplicidade de representações, soluções criativas e performáticas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;É também importante ressaltar a forte influência das idéias do educador Paulo Freire na experiência do Contrafilé. De 2005 a 2007 o grupo manteve encontros quinzenais com a educadora Fátima Freire (filha de Paulo Freire e atualizadora de seu pensamento), o que gerou como resultado uma configuração singular no processo de constituição de cada um de seus integrantes. Esta singularidade tem em sua base a capacidade de entender rapidamente o quanto a experiência cultural e a experiência educativa podem ser indivisíveis e, neste sentido, como a arte pode constituir-se como um espaço educativo e auto-educativo, de reinvenção criativa de mundos e relações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estas estratégias que vocês criam são ‘disparadores alfabetizadores políticos’, instrumentos disparadores de uma politização, de uma tomada de consciência política que atinge, em primeira instância, a nós mesmos quando nos ligamos ao entorno e nos posicionamos, saímos de cima do muro. (...) Ou nos posicionamos no sentido de “ser mais gente” e deixar com que os outros também sejam; ou nos posicionamos, no nosso comportamento, nas nossas ações, no nosso engajamento, no sentido de “ser menos gente”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn9" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[9]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;O &lt;b&gt;Parque para pensar e brincar&lt;/b&gt; parte, portanto, da crença de que a elaboração coletiva dos conflitos com todas as suas contradições e mistérios, possa ampliar as possibilidades de sua compreensão ao criar um espaço de fala, escuta, ação e reflexão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CRONOGRAMA DE AÇÕES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; MÊS I: que territórios as brincadeiras formam?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Mobilização e formação de um grupo de trabalho envolvendo adultos, jovens e crianças (do grupo Contrafilé, do Ponto de Cultura e moradores do Jardim Santo André);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Levantar histórias de brincadeiras (do passado e do presente) dos participantes através de jogos e performances;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Montar uma cartografia sobre o que cada um entende por brincar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Pensar, a partir do fazer e do brincar, que territórios as brincadeiras produzem na sociedade e quais influências e conseqüências têm sobre o território físico na invenção da cidade, seus fluxos e relações;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Iniciar o projeto do brinquedo gigante (seu desenho, possíveis formas e materiais), tendo toda a comunidade do Jardim Santo André como território para sua instalação;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Abrir um blog na internet para sistematizar o processo criativo vivido (primeiras postagens: apresentação do projeto, seus conceitos, objetivos, parceiros e registros da experiência do primeiro mês de trabalho).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MÊS II: brinquedo na escala da comunidade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      Produção de materiais para a construção coletiva do brinquedo gigante;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Construção coletiva do brinquedo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Alimentar o blog com o processo vivido no segundo mês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MÊS III:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;disparador alfabetizador político&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Instalação do brinquedo no território físico do Jardim Santo André;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Uso do brinquedo – quais brincadeiras são inventadas a partir de sua instalação?;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Avaliação coletiva da experiência;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Sistematização dos registros finais (audiovisuais e reflexivos) no blog;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Relatório final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 48pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERAÇÃO E INTEGRAÇÃO COM O PONTO DE CULTURA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 2.85pt 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;O JAMAC pode ser pensado como um ateliê aberto, que funciona como uma zona de atração, acolhimento, debate, treinamento técnico e produção de obras. Mônica Nador pretende recuperar a vivência estética experimentada pelo artista cercada por outros artistas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn10" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 2.85pt 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftn10" name="_ftnref" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Ao longo dos últimos anos, os artistas do grupo Contrafilé encontraram em diferentes situações a artista Mônica Nador. Em todas elas, por admiração mútua e percepção da afinidade de pensamentos, ações e valores, surgiu um forte desejo de fazer “algo juntos”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;São muitos os pontos em comum entre os artistas do JAMAC e do Contrafilé, na forma de agir no mundo e de compreender a arte - como fluxo de saberes e fazeres que certamente colaboram para o desenvolvimento humano, como criação coletiva capaz de mobilizar o potencial político e poético de pessoas e comunidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Também se afinam na compreensão do amplo significado de Política: aqui entendida como invenção de territórios, de vínculos comunitários que, se fortalecidos, são capazes de gerar transformações reais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Neste sentido, os dois coletivos de trabalho ancoram as suas ações na realidade, partindo tanto de dimensões visíveis quanto invisíveis nela presentes, para a elaboração do potencial crítico e criativo dos trabalhos de arte. Os desenhos que transbordam nas comunidades a partir das provocações dos integrantes do JAMAC são, como diz Mônica Nador, símbolos ancestrais, que fazem parte do imaginário daqueles que participam, de seus desejos, de sua memória. Portanto, o que fazem a artista e todos aqueles formados por ela no JAMAC é colaborar para que estes universos de poesia, geralmente dispersos e sujeitos à invisibilidade, se tornem visíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;O grupo Contrafilé também trabalha a partir deste tipo de experiência, pois acredita que na materialização de símbolos que fazem parte do imaginário social, inscritos como intervenções artísticas em diferentes territórios, é possível problematizar a vida na cidade para transformá-la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;No projeto &lt;b&gt;Parque para brincar e pensar&lt;/b&gt;, estes dois coletivos artísticos poderão experimentar, juntos, uma nova intervenção. Pretendem somar as suas experiências com trabalhos de criação coletiva, de transformação de imaginários em símbolos inscritos no espaço urbano, de contato com juventude e com comunidades, para problematizar a figura da criança, do jovem e do encontro entre gerações em nossa atualidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;A integração entre os dois coletivos, Contrafilé e JAMAC, se dará, portanto, na soma de saberes e fazeres: por um lado, o JAMAC já construiu uma relação de confiança com a comunidade do Jardim Santo André e tem toda uma elaboração que relaciona uma linguagem extremamente sofisticada tecnicamente (pintura expandida) com os desejos de uma comunidade. Por outro, o grupo Contrafilé traz como bagagem a experiência de produzir símbolos em diversas linguagens mobilizados pelos desejos e imaginários de diferentes comunidades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Na integração, os dois pretendem construir brinquedos a partir das idéias e histórias da comunidade do Jardim Santo André. Qual o parque que pode surgir a partir desta interação? Como as pinturas podem ajudar a constituir os brinquedos e estes darem vazão a novas pinturas? Como a escuta para a diversidade de referências de brinquedos e brincadeiras pode colaborar para a construção de um território de libertação?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;É partindo destas indagações e de uma base de valores muito convergentes que agora JAMAC e Contrafilé se unem para construir “brinquedos-pinturas”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IMPACTO SOCIAL DA PROPOSTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 3pt 0.0001pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 3pt 0.0001pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Como diz Mauro de Castro, colaborador do JAMAC, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 3pt 0.0001pt 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 3pt 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin: 0cm 3pt 0.0001pt 72pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como projeto que contempla o sensível, talvez o JAMAC não cumpra, por si só, o papel de reverter todas as mazelas de uma sociedade perversa, inadequada e excludente que penaliza continuamente e de maneira severa uma juventude carente de oportunidades, impedindo-a de sonhar e viajar além da incansável disputa pela sobrevivência. O JAMAC entretanto, materializado com a tenacidade de Mônica Nador, representa aquela pedra lançada ao lago que espraia ondas e interfere, mesmo que sutilmente, no comportamento de tudo que está nos limites das ondas que reverberam.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_edn2" name="_ednref" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;[ii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Entendemos que o &lt;b&gt;Parque para brincar e pensar&lt;/b&gt;, na integração de inúmeros saberes e fazeres de seus realizadores, tem como objetivo criar uma intervenção poética reveladora da realidade do Jardim Miriam, com todas as suas contradições e, ao mesmo tempo, descobridora de sonhos, perspectivas e projetos de futuro. Assim, o Parque se configurará como um grande símbolo, daquilo que é e, ao mesmo tempo, daquilo pode vir a ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Ao longo dos três meses de trabalho, em todas as atividades desenvolvidas, teremos como foco colocar em prática formas de atuação que promovam a criatividade coletiva, através de um processo que, em si mesmo, seja uma intervenção viva e criativa, capaz de criar novos enlaces, escutar diversas narrativas, promover encontros inesperados e apontar novos caminhos para pensarmos a relação entre a arte e o campo social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;O projeto colaborará no processo de elaboração de um grande “brinquedo-pintura”, assim como na apropriação e maturação do processo criativo e reflexivo por cada participante – crianças, jovens e adultos da comunidade do Jardim Santo André, do JAMAC e Contrafilé. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;O projeto será um microcosmos referencial do pensamento e da situação da juventude e infância hoje, disparando perguntas, hipóteses e formas possíveis de representação através da arte, tendo em vista gerar um processo inovador e potente na proliferação de discussões e novas formas criativas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" style="font-size: 78%; height: 2px;" width="33%" /&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn1" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Pallamin, Vera M., Arte Pública como Prática Crítica (pg. 107) in Cidade e Cultura: esfera pública e transformação urbana, Pallamin, Vera M. (org). São Paulo: Editora Estação Liberdade, 2002.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn2" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Necessidade compreendida aqui como “necessidades radicais”. Segundo a filósofa Hanna Arendt, este é um tipo de necessidade que, para que seja suprida, precisa haver uma transformação real na sociedade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn3" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; A artista Joana Zatz Mussi é integrante fundadora do grupo Contrafilé, coletivo de arte urbana que trabalha criando intervenções no espaço público, principalmente em São Paulo, desde 2000. Ver material em anexo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; Nos últimos anos o grupo vem desenvolvendo várias experiências de jogos e brinquedos, tendo como obra mais expressiva a instalação de um balanço gingante, de 15 metros de altura, construído em bambu e instalado no Parque Ibirapuera em 2008. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Ver material em anexo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn4" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;O “novo” que nasce, física e biologicamente, é comparável – segundo Hannah Arendt – com uma ação política impensada&lt;/i&gt;. Paolo Virno em “Un Elefante en La Escuela: pibes y maestros del conurbano”, Taller de los sábados, Ed. Tinta Limón, Buenos Aires, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn5" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Idem nota 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn6" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; Walter Benjamin em “Reflexões sobre a Criança, o Brinquedo e a Educação”, Ed. 34, São Paulo,  2002.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn7" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; Harvey, David, &lt;i&gt;A liberdade da cidade&lt;/i&gt; (pg. 15) in &lt;b&gt;Urbânia 3&lt;/b&gt;. São Paulo: Editora Pressa, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn8" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; Martins, José de Souza, “O senso comum e a vida cotidiana” in&lt;b&gt; A sociabilidade do homem simples&lt;/b&gt;. São Paulo: Hucitec, 2000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn9" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[9]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; Fátima Freire em entrevista com Contrafilé, publicada no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;catálogo do Festival de Arte Jovem "Qui Vive? - Formas e Conteúdos do Dissenso – Estratégias de Auto-Educação", Centro Nacional de Arte Contemporânea de Moscou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ftn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ftnref" name="_ftn10" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;[10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Miguel Chaia, professor e pesquisador do Núcleo de Estudos em Arte, Mídia e Política da PUC-SP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 78%; height: 2px;" width="33%" /&gt;&lt;div id="edn" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ednref" name="_edn1" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;[i]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Harvey, David. “A Liberdade da Cidade”. Revista Urbânia 3, Ed. Pressa, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;amp;postID=3050381322560756311#_ednref" name="_edn2" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;[ii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Mauro Pinto de Castro, morador do Jardim Mirian, integrante do Coletivo Consulta Popular e colaborador do JAMAC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6928988579331266864-3050381322560756311?l=parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/feeds/3050381322560756311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6928988579331266864&amp;postID=3050381322560756311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/3050381322560756311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6928988579331266864/posts/default/3050381322560756311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parqueparabrincarepensar.blogspot.com/2011/01/projeto-parque-para-brincar-e-pensar.html' title='Projeto &quot;Parque para brincar e pensar&quot;'/><author><name>Contrafilé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064824671920578424</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></entry></feed>
