tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654688648847403872012-01-16T12:53:50.289-08:00botta d'egoTutto è nato per un Botta d'Ego che mi è presa una sera, per mostrare i miei lavori.
Troverete raccolte varie cose fatte da me. Poesie e racconti, acquerelli e lavori di grafica. Tutto quello che mi piace fare, e raramente il risultato mi soddisfa.Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.comBlogger1061100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-5725371165582140792012-01-16T12:53:00.000-08:002012-01-16T12:53:50.295-08:00Cosa senti<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div>Cosa senti vicino a me?<br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b>chiedi<br />Un sorriso<br />un calore<br />una morbidezza di velluto<br />che accarezza.<br />Rispondo</b></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b><br /></b></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">16 Gennaio 212</span><i><b><br /></b></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-572537116558214079?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-59528114351724932772012-01-11T15:05:00.000-08:002012-01-11T15:05:28.153-08:00In 2<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vr-yyG5rzD8/Tw4VcXLwJ_I/AAAAAAAAANM/36Izad2aG2k/s1600/l%2527orizonte+in+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="137" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vr-yyG5rzD8/Tw4VcXLwJ_I/AAAAAAAAANM/36Izad2aG2k/s400/l%2527orizonte+in+2.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">acquerello su carta 20 x8</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5952811435172493277?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-89787825536872630052012-01-04T14:18:00.000-08:002012-01-04T14:18:05.281-08:00tra la siepe e il muretto<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Agosto 2011</span> </span></b></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b><span style="font-size: small;">tra la siepe e il muretto<br />ore rubate al sonno<br />tra realtà e sogno<br />momenti di vita intera</span></b></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8978782553687263005?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-81648334512013113522012-01-04T14:15:00.000-08:002012-01-04T14:15:39.758-08:00Sei<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b><br /></b><span style="font-size: x-small;">20 dicembre 2011</span><b><br /><br />Sulla punta della lingua <br />come cosa non detta<br />come ricordo di un sapore provato<br /><br />Come soldi non spesi<br />per una voglia insoddisfatta<br /><br />come sogno non fatto<br />posato sul cuscino<br /><br />Come brivido provato<br />ancora desiderato<br /></b></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8164833451201311352?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-54781349310481116282012-01-04T05:58:00.000-08:002012-01-04T06:10:26.952-08:00Tramonto sulla laguna<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EigDQu7rkE/TwRdpunUJvI/AAAAAAAAANE/M70GgjQLy-Q/s1600/tramonto+sulla+laguna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="204" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EigDQu7rkE/TwRdpunUJvI/AAAAAAAAANE/M70GgjQLy-Q/s320/tramonto+sulla+laguna.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Acquerello e Cina su Carta 30x17</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5478134931048111628?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-29568613164042828622012-01-02T06:33:00.000-08:002012-01-02T06:34:31.243-08:00Dammi<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Dammi, quello che non hai dato ad altri uomini</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Voglio quello che tieni custodito e celato </span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">nella sicurezza della tua profonda anima</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Penetrarlo, amarlo, sentirlo e travolgerlo</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Strappartelo e piantarmelo nel petto</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">conoscerlo e custodirlo</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Non c'è un domani</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">solo un infinità di oggi che si susseguono</span></b></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;">12 dicembre 2011</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-2956861316404282862?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-87144953970592183132011-12-27T00:02:00.000-08:002011-12-27T00:02:27.548-08:00Rosso d'affrica<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJbJByj1SF8/Tvl7OLUCsQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ny5Y_MXqzSk/s1600/Scansione+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJbJByj1SF8/Tvl7OLUCsQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ny5Y_MXqzSk/s400/Scansione+2.jpg" width="206" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Acquerello su carta 29 x 12</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8714495397059218313?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-76856314180821974272011-12-24T04:45:00.000-08:002011-12-24T04:45:49.735-08:00Mare di china<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBzg-X_gg_I/TvXJAFNbqXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f38JjTmsVVk/s1600/Scansione+1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="134" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBzg-X_gg_I/TvXJAFNbqXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f38JjTmsVVk/s320/Scansione+1.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">china acquerellata su carta 20 x 8</td></tr></tbody></table>Un uomo osservando si pede nel mare difronte o dentro di se<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7685631418082197427?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-15836812888287972432011-12-23T11:20:00.000-08:002011-12-23T11:20:36.040-08:00MareVento<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="font-size: x-small;">2 Dicembre 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><br />Occhi <br />chiusi<br />sulla spiaggia<br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> <br />Sentire<br />salsedine <br />sulle labbra<br />vento<br /><br />non essere<br />sulla spiaggia<br />essere<br />nel vento<br /><br />Occhi aperti<br />sentirlo<br />dentro.<br /><br />Amore</span></span></span></i></h6><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1583681288828797243?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-59013103489292092292011-12-12T14:07:00.000-08:002011-12-16T08:14:38.936-08:00Voglia di….<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">12 dicembre 2011</span><br /><br />Portarti</i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>La mattina sulla spiaggia<br />Guardarti camminare sicura</i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>D'improvviso sollevarti<br />e farti roteare<br /><br />Ascoltare</i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Camminare col pensiero,<br />le parole che racconti<br />i pensieri che taci</i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Durante il giorno<br /><br />Leggerti </i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>La sera parole in versi,<br />impresse in pagine <br />da cuori innamorati</i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Prima del mio<br /><br />Avvolgerti <br />di me mentre dormi</i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Farti libera nella notte<br /><br />x Rebecca</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5901310348929209229?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-44524798847317381292011-11-15T12:18:00.000-08:002011-11-15T12:19:30.341-08:00Si! Si! Respira<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">17 Agosto 2010</span></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Si! Si! Respira.</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: small;">Precisamente contrita voce femminile.<br />Maglia verde,</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">dietro un muretto,<br />ricopre uno straccio umano.<br />Grinze vecchie su carne consumata.<br />Ma da cosa?<br />Indifferente alla compassione.<br />Indifferente all'indifferenza.</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-4452479884731738129?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-77984465921964388882011-10-24T02:42:00.000-07:002011-10-24T02:42:27.662-07:00Pensieri<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--NRrsZeFje0/TqUylwFK_XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QlmIQeZE1kk/s1600/pensiero.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="45" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--NRrsZeFje0/TqUylwFK_XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QlmIQeZE1kk/s400/pensiero.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">china e acquerello si carta 10 x 70</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7798446592196438888?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-25922665806296805792011-10-24T01:52:00.000-07:002011-12-16T08:14:38.936-08:00Lei<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fcAVxlsyyw/TqUmtn8zalI/AAAAAAAAAMY/saI1JgFLkG0/s1600/Rebecca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fcAVxlsyyw/TqUmtn8zalI/AAAAAAAAAMY/saI1JgFLkG0/s320/Rebecca.jpg" width="182" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Penna, Acquerello e china su carta</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> 25x12</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-2592266580629680579?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-26481407273927471942011-10-13T12:35:00.000-07:002011-10-21T06:30:20.178-07:0011380<i><b><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;">17-giugno 2010</span></b></i><br /><i><b><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"> </span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">incubi appiccicati sulla pelle</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">orrori cresciuti nelle vene</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">pallottole sparate nell'anima </span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">fiori recisi, strappati e bruciati.</span></b></i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-2648140727392747194?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-49339851334367551712011-10-06T11:17:00.000-07:002011-12-16T08:14:38.937-08:00Ombre<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">6 Settembre 2011</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Ombre</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">a sottoliniare </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">forme<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span> </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Da percorrere</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">con la bocca <span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Da sentire</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">con il corpo </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Da catturare</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">con un segno</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">di pennelo<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A fermare </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">un emozione</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">che scorre</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-4933985133436755171?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-4165469638153115532011-08-21T01:55:00.000-07:002011-08-21T01:55:45.261-07:00dama giapponese<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</tbody></table><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-416546963815311553?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-34847781161265108092011-07-25T02:17:00.000-07:002011-07-25T02:19:02.319-07:00ragazza e vela<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A6OxB2qx7hQ/Ti00LV9xezI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vRh2YO0uHnI/s1600/Ragazza+e+vela+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A6OxB2qx7hQ/Ti00LV9xezI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vRh2YO0uHnI/s400/Ragazza+e+vela+copy.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr align="left"><td class="tr-caption">Matita ehina su carta</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-3484778116126510809?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-14853142419498661142011-06-06T12:33:00.000-07:002011-06-06T12:33:09.082-07:00Improvvisamente<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>Terriccio bagnato e resina</i></b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>in volo</i></b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>voci di gabbiani</i></b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>nel cielo</i></b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>grigio azzurro di tempesta</i></b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><b><i>2 giugno 2011</i></b></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1485314241949866114?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-88624658693291109572011-02-27T04:36:00.000-08:002011-02-27T04:38:08.092-08:00Plin PlonRingrazio quelli che hanno lasciato un commento.<div>e avverto che non so perché alcuni sono stati visti come spam e non pubblicati.</div><div>Ho rimediato. :)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8862465869329110957?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-54531898288823220272011-02-11T03:53:00.000-08:002011-02-11T05:17:11.083-08:00Superficie di Vetro<div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">12 Novembre 2010</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Scivolo </span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">sulla superficie delle cose.</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ne guardo il fondo</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">attraverso la membrana di vetro.</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ne scavo il fondo </span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Per assaporarne il cuore.</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">poesia pessimista diventata ottimista per un errore di battitura </span></span></i></span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5453189828882322027?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-3410525903776562162011-01-30T05:09:00.001-08:002011-01-30T05:15:04.511-08:00E poi c'è solo Musica<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TUVjbL_4OxI/AAAAAAAAALg/HkE3fzIne3M/s1600/P1080866.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TUVjbL_4OxI/AAAAAAAAALg/HkE3fzIne3M/s320/P1080866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567965833041820434" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Matita, Acquerello e Penna</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-341052590377656216?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-64372329033290510532011-01-29T03:55:00.001-08:002011-02-07T13:52:29.298-08:00Maschera<div>La maschera infranta</div><div>è stata raccolta</div><div>di nuovo ricomposta </div><div>è stata indossata</div><div>Nuovamente il suo cristallino bagliore</div><div>distorce la luce interiore</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6437232903329051053?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-73417816375718377322011-01-08T02:31:00.000-08:002011-01-08T02:49:58.691-08:00Ritratto in 4 versioni<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TShBORMIb0I/AAAAAAAAALY/Rc7w6VuOyl8/s1600/Ritratto%2Bin%2Bviola.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TShBORMIb0I/AAAAAAAAALY/Rc7w6VuOyl8/s320/Ritratto%2Bin%2Bviola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559765453377138498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TSg9XSKgE0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/rNniBBsQ_G0/s1600/Ritratto%2Bpop.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TSg9XSKgE0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/rNniBBsQ_G0/s320/Ritratto%2Bpop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559761210211046210" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TSg9XSKgE0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/rNniBBsQ_G0/s1600/Ritratto%2Bpop.jpg"></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Matita e acquarello su carta</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7341781637571837732?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-65167646731560967062010-12-30T03:14:00.000-08:002011-01-08T02:36:41.251-08:00Al Diavolo<div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">29 Dicembre 2010</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Al Diavolo </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">il lavoro</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">il dolore </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Le vostre pretese</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Al diavolo </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Falsi sorrisi</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">per falsi obbiettivi</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Al Diavolo </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Voi</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">con le vostre idee </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Unte</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Al Diavolo</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Il vostro compatire</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">chi sorride alla Luna</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">e si stupisce dell'arcobaleno</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">L'allegria delle nuvole di fiato d'inverno</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">e gli schizzi d'acqua d'estate</span></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6516764673156096706?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-10235401462831540302010-12-29T04:28:00.000-08:002010-12-29T04:30:06.844-08:00Riflesso<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">15 Novembre 2010</span></div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Ti vedo</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">nel riflesso del vetro</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">del treno che corre</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">sorridi</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">provo a toccarti </span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">ma sparisci</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">sei fatta di sogni</span></span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1023540146283154030?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-73716623987166140802010-09-18T05:19:00.000-07:002010-09-18T05:20:36.812-07:00Sorriso maliconico<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TJSujhklIEI/AAAAAAAAALE/EDeS92Pyn60/s1600/Sorriso+malinconico.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TJSujhklIEI/AAAAAAAAALE/EDeS92Pyn60/s320/Sorriso+malinconico.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518227368766152770" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Acquerello e matita su carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7371662398716614080?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-25113693268132133992010-09-16T02:00:00.001-07:002010-09-16T02:01:42.964-07:00Piccolo tramonto<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TJHc36_k--I/AAAAAAAAAK8/bhPolkG7KYM/s1600/piccolo+tramonto.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TJHc36_k--I/AAAAAAAAAK8/bhPolkG7KYM/s320/piccolo+tramonto.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517433871792405474" /></a><br /><br /><div>china e acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-2511369326813213399?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-60238093069585517252010-09-03T12:05:00.001-07:002010-09-03T12:07:20.213-07:00mondo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TIFHQH8d9rI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ofq62PPQw2s/s1600/mondo"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/TIFHQH8d9rI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ofq62PPQw2s/s320/mondo" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512765761214346930" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>china, acquerello e emozioni su carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6023809306958551725?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-87635466104192924422010-06-17T12:20:00.001-07:002010-06-17T12:33:26.793-07:00La Dea<div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">17-Giugno 2010</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><div>Sei la Dea</div><div>che accoglie tra le sue cosce</div><div>che fa tremare di piacere</div><div>l'Amante che uccide</div><div>ridendo delle lacrime</div><div>Sei</div><div>la bambina</div><div>che ha paura</div></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8763546610419292442?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-17118923733202192842010-04-26T04:41:00.000-07:002010-04-26T04:44:11.116-07:00Scendere<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S9V8WPuF2DI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-2jEyoKLGAI/s1600/Scendere.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S9V8WPuF2DI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-2jEyoKLGAI/s320/Scendere.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464410444502784050" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>A volte sembra solo di poter scendere</div><div><br /><div>Acquarello e china su carta.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1711892373320219284?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-91426087493412582762010-04-12T00:30:00.000-07:002010-04-12T00:31:40.279-07:00Respiro<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">11 Aprile 2010</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><b>Perché </b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><b>continui</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><b>a uscire?</b></i></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-9142608749341258276?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-40007572944179225972010-03-20T04:15:00.001-07:002010-03-20T04:18:29.075-07:00di te....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S6SunLpi3XI/AAAAAAAAAKY/p8hf7qvAZpc/s1600-h/IMG+copy.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S6SunLpi3XI/AAAAAAAAAKY/p8hf7qvAZpc/s320/IMG+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450673437190315378" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Di te, lo so,</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">nulla conosco</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Solo i tuoi occhi</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">visti una sera</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Solo la tua voce</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">che ho sentito cantare</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Ma questo è per te</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">per quel sorriso</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">che illuminava l'aria </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">intorno a te</span></i></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-4000757294417922597?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-16264708566669884132010-03-18T15:34:00.000-07:002010-03-18T15:40:13.549-07:00tuba<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S6KrCq15WzI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wI9oIo6tAHY/s1600-h/tuba.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S6KrCq15WzI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wI9oIo6tAHY/s320/tuba.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450106561420155698" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>matite acquerellabili su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1626470856666988413?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-3602676994751064722010-02-20T11:33:00.001-08:002010-02-20T11:34:52.072-08:00zingara<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S4A5OBl0uSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BjH7yeuEFqo/s1600-h/zingara.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S4A5OBl0uSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BjH7yeuEFqo/s320/zingara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440411262971590946" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>matita su carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-360267699475106472?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-6856236795356949652010-02-19T11:05:00.000-08:002010-02-19T11:08:08.905-08:00Eleonora<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S37hXZKuXII/AAAAAAAAAKA/F8Wsxtz8kpE/s1600-h/Eleonora+del+Frate.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S37hXZKuXII/AAAAAAAAAKA/F8Wsxtz8kpE/s320/Eleonora+del+Frate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440033191919246466" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Ritratto di Eleonra<div>acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-685623679535694965?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-74843516739841825042010-02-10T04:47:00.000-08:002010-02-10T04:50:28.446-08:00Ansia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S3KrSGzr_iI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yibr51RXHF0/s1600-h/Ansia.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S3KrSGzr_iI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yibr51RXHF0/s320/Ansia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436596027743010338" /></a><br /><i>Ansia, Oppressione, Angoscia. Sono cose che ci stanno addosso come pesi, come un cerchio alla testa, una coltre che ci sovrasta.</i><div><i>China, acquerello, matite, e ricordi</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7484351673984182504?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-59522144819529758662010-02-08T13:29:00.001-08:002010-02-08T13:34:26.736-08:00Decisioni<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S3CDSxCCJdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yLazCranBkU/s1600-h/P1080614.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S3CDSxCCJdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yLazCranBkU/s320/P1080614.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435989108658939346" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>acquerello china e decisioni su carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5952214481952975866?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-27594625639132854762010-02-06T02:43:00.000-08:002010-02-06T02:51:48.955-08:00Dalla parte sbagliata.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S21JmSHAe4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hngNDfsAFTs/s1600-h/P1080607-1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S21JmSHAe4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hngNDfsAFTs/s320/P1080607-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435081247351143298" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Per cercare di fuggire da un problema, situazione, può capitare di complicarsi la vita.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">China, acquerello su carta.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-2759462563913285476?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-59022062315970708412010-02-05T03:33:00.000-08:002010-02-05T03:38:16.483-08:00Dove andare?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S2wCjBm74YI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DLEEem8nXAA/s1600-h/P1080613.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S2wCjBm74YI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DLEEem8nXAA/s320/P1080613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434721651079766402" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>China acquerello ed emozioni su carta.<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">purtroppo ho dovuto fare una foto al disegno perché ho lo scaner rotto. e la resa è un po bruttina</span> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5902206231597070841?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-72107405942029888892010-01-25T12:53:00.001-08:002010-01-25T12:56:10.302-08:00Guardando il tramonto<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S14FVSrCgoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/dHAQXeQtPqs/s1600-h/Guardando+il+tramonto.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S14FVSrCgoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/dHAQXeQtPqs/s320/Guardando+il+tramonto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430784064003146370" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>China, acquerello e emozioni su carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7210740594202988889?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-90010157729707544912010-01-18T02:43:00.000-08:002010-01-18T02:47:25.219-08:00Ragazza in treno con cappello<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S1Q8JnCyyeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/biGFBgRAJ5E/s1600-h/Ragazza+in+treno+con+cappello.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S1Q8JnCyyeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/biGFBgRAJ5E/s320/Ragazza+in+treno+con+cappello.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428029586685479394" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div>china e acquerello su taccuino Moleskine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-9001015772970754491?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-35378501081541038652010-01-17T02:11:00.000-08:002010-01-25T13:02:01.253-08:00Fuori come va?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S1Ljn174lkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JZlUmn2OTZM/s1600-h/Fuori+come+va+Moleskin.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S1Ljn174lkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JZlUmn2OTZM/s320/Fuori+come+va+Moleskin.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427650774567523906" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div>China e acquerello e emozioni su taccuino Moleskine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-3537850108154103865?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-80695271504420057982010-01-14T04:27:00.000-08:002010-01-14T04:39:42.961-08:00Capelli Rossi<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S08Qbhq747I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FBTuRl_PQ2s/s1600-h/Capelli+rossi"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S08Qbhq747I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FBTuRl_PQ2s/s320/Capelli+rossi" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426574141085705138" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>La scansione non è delle migliori, purtroppo.</div><div>Acquerello su carta e china</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8069527150442005798?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-82737845381805205852010-01-06T03:36:00.000-08:002010-01-06T03:55:45.114-08:00Occhi grandi<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S0R2yaP_YcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CUlGMuLTy7E/s1600-h/Occhi+grandi.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/S0R2yaP_YcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CUlGMuLTy7E/s320/Occhi+grandi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423590459672846786" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Mano troppo pesante </span></i></span><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">per disegnare</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Quegli occhi grandi</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">grandi come il mare</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">da navigare come il mare</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Quelle labbra morbide</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">morbide come un abbraccio</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">rosa come un aurora</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Lineamenti dolci</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">da accarezzare</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i>........</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Matita su carta</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">la poesia e il disegno sono nati di colpo su un fogliaccio, su cui preparavo un fumetto</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">entrambe di basa qualità. Forse in futuro versione riveduta e corretta sia del disegno che della poesia</span></span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8273784538180520585?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-73886440895710568962009-12-25T10:43:00.000-08:002009-12-25T10:45:18.781-08:00Poeta<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">17/12/2009</span></div><br /><i>Scrivi<br />Componi<br />Fai correre quel filo nero<br />sulla tua anima<br />a delinearne i tratti</i><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>Un filo nero<br />nell’anima intinto<br />dei sogni inchiostro<br />della solitudine testimone.</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7388644089571056896?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-71091795211419955532009-12-10T11:10:00.000-08:002009-12-10T14:18:37.586-08:00Vento del mare<p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 22px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>Vento del mare</i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; min-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><br /></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>17 Maggio 2006</i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; min-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>Vieni </i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>Portami via</i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>tra le onde, </i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>Prendi i pensieri</i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>nascondili </i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>tra la spuma </i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>dell’onda.</i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>Cosi,</i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i> </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>svuotato</i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>gettami</i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>su una spiaggia.</i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>Vuota </i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>come me </i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>sola </i></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px 'Monotype Corsiva'"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>come me.</i></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7109179521141995553?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-4328669944004145792009-11-30T14:01:00.001-08:002009-11-30T14:03:49.050-08:00Africa 4<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SxRBDQQHWwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GdTwV_X_dC8/s1600/Affrica+4.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SxRBDQQHWwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GdTwV_X_dC8/s320/Affrica+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410020576536779522" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>acquerello su carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-432866994400414579?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-13064245024005791802009-11-28T02:25:00.001-08:002009-11-28T02:27:50.496-08:00Africa 3<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SxD68HHvIiI/AAAAAAAAAII/Lx3tEgcLhdg/s1600/Affrica+3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SxD68HHvIiI/AAAAAAAAAII/Lx3tEgcLhdg/s320/Affrica+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409099063082557986" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Acquerello su Carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1306424502400579180?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-61051132344015614052009-11-27T06:09:00.001-08:002009-11-27T06:10:29.246-08:00Africa 2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sw_duRj_IcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eWKpGZQRAes/s1600/Affrica+2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sw_duRj_IcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eWKpGZQRAes/s320/Affrica+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408785464553316802" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6105113234401561405?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-68412246574074598472009-11-25T11:55:00.000-08:002009-11-25T12:05:57.966-08:00Africa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sw2N0PzKY6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/VQj3cAHnuKk/s1600/Affrica+1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sw2N0PzKY6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/VQj3cAHnuKk/s320/Affrica+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408134656275669922" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Da oggi inizierà la pubblicazione di una serie di disegni che hanno come soggetti le donne Africane. Come mai di questa serie? Perché hanno fisionomie particolari che insieme alle acconciature e monili e vesti che usano hanno colpito la mia creatività, spingendomi ha fare una lunga serie di disegni legati a questo tema, che ebbe anticipo nel disegni dal titolo Masai che ho già pubblicato.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6841224657407459847?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-9553265119700343562009-11-24T10:45:00.000-08:002010-01-25T13:02:41.311-08:00Sogni con coniglio<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Swwqul0ctlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/z7MGO-d-dco/s1600/Sogni+con+coniglio.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Swwqul0ctlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/z7MGO-d-dco/s320/Sogni+con+coniglio.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407744232479569490" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Se qualcuno di quelli che guarda il blog nota delle somiglianze con gli acquerelli di Hugo Prat.... Giuro che no ho copiato, ma mi piace tanto e lo studio da molto e mi è venuto da se una certa somiglianza con il suo stile</div><div><br /></div><div>Acquerello e sogni si carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-955326511970034356?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-60759350158593987812009-11-23T00:47:00.000-08:002009-11-23T00:50:47.958-08:00Ragazza alla stazione con cappello e borsa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SwpMSNXuOaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/gCxHzwd4p_s/s1600/Ragazza+con+borsa.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SwpMSNXuOaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/gCxHzwd4p_s/s320/Ragazza+con+borsa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407218178322217378" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Ecco un altro ritratto rubato, come spesso mi accade ho fatto uno schizzo veloce sulla mia moleschine di qualcosa che mi colpisce. In questo caso una ragazza alla stazione che aspettava il treno. Spesso soon molto colpito dalle ragazze con il cappello.</div><div><br /></div><div>acquerello e china su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6075935015859398781?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-61068149530932629982009-11-22T04:42:00.000-08:002009-11-22T04:46:01.462-08:00Capelli verdi<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Swkyg3OfXLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/M-edXvLB-pw/s1600/capelli+verdi.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Swkyg3OfXLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/M-edXvLB-pw/s320/capelli+verdi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406908367796919474" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>Come spesso accade dopo un acquerello fatto con cura do il via all'istinto, lasciando andare matita e colpi di pennello senza pensare , mescolando colori e sensazioni a caso<div>Cosi è nato Capelli Verdi</div><div>Acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6106814953093262998?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-38413009282388016072009-11-21T09:57:00.001-08:002010-01-25T13:03:07.289-08:00Vita<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SwpXGfebbKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/pefxQcAscho/s1600/Vita.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SwpXGfebbKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/pefxQcAscho/s320/Vita.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407230071651658914" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SwgsG5lpinI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Li__-k481C0/s1600/Soppravvivere.jpg"></a><br />Questi due disegni hanno dietro un concetto a cui sono arrivato questa estate.<div>Sei Vive quando non si dimentica il passato, ma si guarda sempre al futuro e godendo appieno del presente.</div><div>Si Sopravvive quando i piedi ci portano nel futuro, perché è l'unico posto dove possiamo andare, ma la testa guarda sempre al passato, rimpiangendo, rimanendo legati a qualcosa che non può più essere, perdendoci anche il presente</div><div><br /></div><div>Acquerello, china e sensazioni su carta</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-3841300928238801607?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-22609855578544419872009-11-19T13:29:00.000-08:002009-11-19T13:30:39.911-08:00FanVisto che ho avuto il mio primo fan ufficiale ho messo l'angolo lettori fissi, in cui verranno inseriti tutti i futuri fan, se ce ne saranno altri .<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-2260985557854441987?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-42398532898152304822009-11-18T12:13:00.000-08:002009-11-18T12:15:52.466-08:00Basco<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SwRVwuH_bLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jUIOZLgkIUg/s1600/Basco.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SwRVwuH_bLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jUIOZLgkIUg/s320/Basco.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405539748255067314" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Non mi chiedete come mi è uscito dalle mani questo disegno</div><div>proprio non lo so</div><div>Acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-4239853289815230482?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-49090020026401188392009-11-14T03:05:00.000-08:002010-02-25T13:58:39.466-08:00Un bacio<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">1 maggio 2009</span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Una Bacio,</span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">lungo,</span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">intenso</span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Lingue si accarezzano</span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Respiri caldi </span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">scambiati</span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Sapore di eros </span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; color:#3e3e3e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">sulle labbra </span></p><p color="#3e3e3e" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px 'Handwriting - Dakota'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">di lei</span></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-4909002002640118839?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-10076568885766891872009-11-11T02:27:00.001-08:002009-11-11T02:28:50.742-08:00Giacca Nera<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SvqRpzmMlEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0uAgC3_s7rQ/s1600-h/Giacca+nera.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SvqRpzmMlEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0uAgC3_s7rQ/s320/Giacca+nera.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402790850395411522" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>matita su carta.</div><div>purtroppo non mi è riuscito di correggere il viso, troppo marcata la linea del mento</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1007656888576689187?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-83961254335420939092009-11-07T03:51:00.001-08:002009-11-07T03:53:03.471-08:00La guerra è finita<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SvVfmB1ANCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fxG0VjWKoec/s1600-h/la+guerra+%C3%A8+finita+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SvVfmB1ANCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fxG0VjWKoec/s320/la+guerra+%C3%A8+finita+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401328435031192610" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Il titolo è ispirato al video della canzone da cui ho preso l'ispirazione per il ritratto</div><div>Ovviamente non è somigliante, purtroppo.</div><div>matita su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8396125433542093909?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-61558530896135167282009-11-05T10:33:00.000-08:002009-11-05T10:34:48.844-08:00Anima Umida<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">30 Ottobre 2009</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>Scusate</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><b></b><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>Questa sera non lascerò</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>canzoni o poesie</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>l'anima mi è umida di tristezza </b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>un ricordo, come nebbia </b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b> che appesantisce le ossa </b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>mi appesantisce l'anima </b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><b> </b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>il domani mi è negato </b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>non scorgo al di la della nebbia</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>il ricordo mi trattiene</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><b></b><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>Vedo dietro me</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>le carezze, il dolore</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>l'amore, l'inganno </b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>il tradimento,la passione</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><b></b><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>e cado, confuso</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>nella anima umida</b></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><b>in cui sto affondando</b></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6155853089613516728?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-58240833632844251612009-11-04T10:06:00.001-08:002009-11-04T10:08:53.328-08:00Letizia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SvHC1ru4bdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/0C7oJr1MhKY/s1600-h/Letizia.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SvHC1ru4bdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/0C7oJr1MhKY/s320/Letizia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400311655722151378" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5824083363284425161?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-39233693214042982992009-11-03T02:43:00.000-08:002009-11-03T02:45:35.873-08:00Ragazza con Ciondolo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SvAJftya-qI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AlasrxoEeH0/s1600-h/ragazza+con+ciondolo.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SvAJftya-qI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AlasrxoEeH0/s320/ragazza+con+ciondolo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399826393688898210" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>acquarello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-3923369321404298299?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-16215900256107418202009-11-01T10:36:00.000-08:002009-11-03T02:41:52.932-08:00Uscita dalla doccia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Su3VnOBhh5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/3P2qETEyTKE/s1600-h/Uscita+dalla+doccia.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Su3VnOBhh5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/3P2qETEyTKE/s320/Uscita+dalla+doccia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399206398043195282" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1621590025610741820?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-9476159777828519082009-10-31T05:19:00.000-07:002009-10-31T05:29:27.907-07:00Volto<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SuwrnWJZG8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/z5mOxgSwkTE/s1600-h/Volto.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SuwrnWJZG8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/z5mOxgSwkTE/s320/Volto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398738008270248898" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>purtroppo la scansione è venuta male e perde molto del espressività che ha l'originale.</div><div>acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-947615977782851908?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-85517237645082785332009-10-27T03:16:00.000-07:002009-10-28T08:49:48.613-07:00I gabbiani si credono liberi<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">6 Luglio 2008</span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Vivono inseguendo i pescatori</span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">urlando, gridando, aspettando.</span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Che gettino loro qualcosa,</span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">un avanzo, uno scarto, un pesce.</span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Alla fine gettano loro avanzi</span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">così accontentati smettono di gridare</span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">ma non di seguire il pescatore</span></p> <p color="#242424" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 20.0px; font: 16.0px Monotype Corsiva; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Aspettando un altro scarto</span></p><p></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8551723764508278533?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-56163479105526524722009-10-26T03:06:00.001-07:002009-10-26T03:08:53.899-07:00Sogno rosso<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SuV1HOWm1FI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hy973a4vFhA/s1600-h/P1070763.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SuV1HOWm1FI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hy973a4vFhA/s320/P1070763.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396848495445857362" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>acquerello su carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5616347910552652472?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-33129005267825032502009-10-19T05:39:00.000-07:002009-10-28T09:01:42.673-07:00Amore<p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 22px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">3 Novembre 2006</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><br /></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>Fammi uno squillo </i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>quando arrivi</i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>sarò in zona</i></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-3312900526782503250?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-4652586130425863102009-10-16T06:19:00.000-07:002009-10-16T06:20:12.152-07:00Mare<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sthy4mb_IjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/u9xpiKp3rpI/s1600-h/mare.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sthy4mb_IjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/u9xpiKp3rpI/s320/mare.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393186870492340786" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Acquerello su carta</div><div>ho tentato di riprodurre una scena vista a giugno sulla spiaggia</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-465258613042586310?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-80799844375699489272009-10-15T04:19:00.001-07:002009-10-15T04:20:58.409-07:00Sdraiata al sole<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/StcFf8mOaJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5EW4ik_T2D8/s1600-h/sdraiata+al+sole.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/StcFf8mOaJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5EW4ik_T2D8/s320/sdraiata+al+sole.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392785125199997074" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Matita su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8079984437569948927?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-3182749283353479852009-10-10T10:55:00.000-07:002009-10-10T10:57:42.048-07:00Occhio<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/StDKu1X2w6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/juNWxACoSvQ/s1600-h/occhio.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/StDKu1X2w6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/juNWxACoSvQ/s320/occhio.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391031659912414114" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Matita su carata</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-318274928335347985?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-15094368017723614902009-10-02T04:29:00.000-07:002009-10-02T04:32:29.834-07:00Ragazza e tramonto<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SsXkexOxFxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xAxE6CK2ujg/s1600-h/ragazza+e+tramonto.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SsXkexOxFxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xAxE6CK2ujg/s320/ragazza+e+tramonto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387963746481149714" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1509436801772361490?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-61685778487861349132009-09-30T13:13:00.000-07:002009-10-28T09:01:52.168-07:00Brivido di Libertà<p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i>2 Settembre 2009</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i>mi tuffo in mare</i></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i>nel cono del riflesso di luna</i></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i>e nuoto </i></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i>fino all'orizzonte</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6168577848786134913?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-78512857896895134982009-09-26T10:35:00.000-07:002009-09-28T12:07:02.468-07:00Luigi<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sr5TDYgufUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vuLWQ4ptq_4/s1600-h/luigi.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sr5TDYgufUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vuLWQ4ptq_4/s320/luigi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385833521966120258" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>omaggio per una amico laureato<div>Acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7851285789689513498?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-51133815851628018022009-09-24T11:56:00.000-07:002009-09-26T10:35:34.615-07:00Cappello<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SrvB3fybhhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pKl3DjaAeCk/s1600-h/capello.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SrvB3fybhhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pKl3DjaAeCk/s320/capello.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385110938621543954" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5113381585162801802?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-7566363879986647152009-09-23T11:51:00.001-07:002009-10-28T09:01:55.378-07:00Felicità<div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">23 marzo 2006</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Felicità,</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">cosa passeggera.</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Piccola pausa </span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">dove le pene</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">sono più lievi.</span></span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-756636387998664715?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-6038914117661843652009-09-21T10:26:00.000-07:002009-09-21T10:30:47.004-07:00Palloncini<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sre4JnChUfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jWce-IklKlQ/s1600-h/palloncini.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sre4JnChUfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jWce-IklKlQ/s320/palloncini.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383974354782605810" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Matita su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-603891411766184365?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-68376754465649247312009-09-18T02:26:00.000-07:002009-09-18T09:48:09.347-07:00Venditrice Affricana<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SrNTPvABtbI/AAAAAAAAADw/WtPWcL137FQ/s1600-h/venditrice+affricana.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SrNTPvABtbI/AAAAAAAAADw/WtPWcL137FQ/s320/venditrice+affricana.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382737509417596338" border="0" /></a><br />Questo disegno nasce da un scena vista sulla spiaggia.<br />Una venditrice afficana passò con un cesto di vimini sulla testa, cantichiando tra se, con una voce argentea e cristallina. In qualche modo mi rapi la scena, rimasi a vederla passare. Ho cercato con questo acquerello di trasmettere cio che provai quel momento. In futoro ci sta che ci siano altre versioni di questo disegno, con anche un racconto che sto cercando di tirare fuori.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6837675446564924731?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-63549538002028669122009-09-16T10:33:00.001-07:002009-09-16T12:28:01.271-07:00chitarrista blus<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SrEiVaBMiqI/AAAAAAAAADo/FKTNSjsjU-Y/s1600-h/chitarrista+blus.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SrEiVaBMiqI/AAAAAAAAADo/FKTNSjsjU-Y/s320/chitarrista+blus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382120780841388706" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>idea venuta dopo aver beccato un terzetto blues in un locale a Viareggio<div>acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6354953800202866912?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-89019784471476365102009-09-15T10:37:00.000-07:002009-09-15T10:46:18.944-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sq_RhdxQvDI/AAAAAAAAADg/M_s6zNS-bhs/s1600-h/1212222229.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sq_RhdxQvDI/AAAAAAAAADg/M_s6zNS-bhs/s320/1212222229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381750452588166194" /></a><br />questo è l'angolo dove do sfogo alla mia fantasia, sogni e tutto quello che mi spinge a creare, che siano poesie disegni racconti, o altre forme espressive che in quel momento ritengo migliori per fissare una sensazione idea<div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8901978447147636510?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-6035860041119068512009-09-11T12:49:00.000-07:002009-09-14T07:36:04.585-07:00don chiscotte<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SqqqF7CKgLI/AAAAAAAAADY/fCY8fgJVqXY/s1600-h/don+chiscotte.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SqqqF7CKgLI/AAAAAAAAADY/fCY8fgJVqXY/s320/don+chiscotte.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380299723570315442" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>acquerello su carta<div>la cosa che mi piace di questo acquerello è che fu fatto in 5 minuti, di getto, senza un vero disegno di sfondo, ma solo poche linee gettate li rapidamente. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-603586004111906851?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-91081592872282624182009-09-06T13:10:00.000-07:002011-12-16T08:14:03.576-08:00Amai il suo amore<p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 22px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; font-family:'times new roman', serif;font-size:small;">19 maggio 2006</span></p><p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 22px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"> </p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"> </p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Amai il suo amore, ma non il suo sorriso</span></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Baciavo le sue labbra,ma non lei</span></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Abbracciavo il sogno di un amore </span></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">quando stringevo il suo corpo,</span></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ma non desideravo i suo corpo.</span></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Bramavo le dolci parole che mi diceva </span></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span style="font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">non la voce che le pronunciava.</span></i></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'Monotype Corsiva'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Di lei l’unica cosa che amai era i suo amore.</span></i></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-9108159287228262418?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-43538020588341900612009-08-29T13:43:00.001-07:002009-08-29T13:45:09.650-07:00Ragazza con borsa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SpmTLlzgXiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RGH_0hWz3s8/s1600-h/ragazza+con+borsa.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SpmTLlzgXiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RGH_0hWz3s8/s320/ragazza+con+borsa.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375489457579384354" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-4353802058834190061?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-72022027195267031412009-08-20T13:17:00.000-07:002009-08-20T13:18:26.321-07:00Cinesi 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/So2vgt0yfxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/liM1_Eh6QKw/s1600-h/1223054750.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/So2vgt0yfxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/liM1_Eh6QKw/s320/1223054750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372142907114553106" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>acquerello su carta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7202202719526703141?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-22102228858694976722009-08-02T13:37:00.000-07:002009-08-02T13:42:00.452-07:00Ragazza all'aeroporto<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SnX5vpwWUqI/AAAAAAAAACw/-Xw4-TBw93w/s1600-h/1210871426.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SnX5vpwWUqI/AAAAAAAAACw/-Xw4-TBw93w/s320/1210871426.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365469128139625122" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Schizzo al volo di una ragazza al aereoporto</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">acquerello su carta</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-2210222885869497672?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-10871648023068644222009-07-31T13:16:00.000-07:002009-08-02T13:21:39.317-07:00Nudo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SnNRPdstRQI/AAAAAAAAACo/8w1FoG3BibA/s1600-h/1210524167.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SnNRPdstRQI/AAAAAAAAACo/8w1FoG3BibA/s320/1210524167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364720907240424706" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Matita su carta. purtroppo mai completato</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-1087164802306864422?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-65579498705383033952009-07-20T12:57:00.000-07:002011-12-16T08:14:03.576-08:00Fingere l'amore<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 22.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;"> </span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;"><p align="CENTER" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0cm; "></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">29 Gennaio 2007</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">Dalle tue braccia mi lascio stringere</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">sui tuoi seni poggio il capo,</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">mi perdo nel illusione del tuo amore .</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">Poi ti guardo, e vedo.</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">Il vuoto nei tuoi occhi,</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">Il vuoto nei tuoi gesti,</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">Il vuoto nelle tue parole</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">Ma fingo di non vedere,</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', fantasy; font-style: italic; "><div style="text-align: justify;">per non essere solo.</div></span><p></p> </span><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6557949870538303395?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-55156622924710471292009-07-16T13:22:00.000-07:002009-07-31T13:13:49.252-07:00Sorriso<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sl-MGcUj5MI/AAAAAAAAACg/L1OCUIdrpug/s1600-h/1212561172.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Sl-MGcUj5MI/AAAAAAAAACg/L1OCUIdrpug/s320/1212561172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359156123903714498" /></a><div>acquerello su carta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-5515662292471047129?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-29141763761113693822009-07-14T01:06:00.000-07:002009-07-31T13:14:10.570-07:00Cirano<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Slw8wIUJYXI/AAAAAAAAACY/eM_hAwJQNAY/s1600-h/Cirano.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Slw8wIUJYXI/AAAAAAAAACY/eM_hAwJQNAY/s320/Cirano.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358224454227419506" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>acquerello su carta, scansionato e riportato in PS </div><div>aggiunto lo sfondo sulla sinistra e la scritta con Ps</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-2914176376111369382?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-62839779548351002502009-07-07T13:16:00.000-07:002011-07-26T02:12:18.798-07:00<div style="font: 19.0px Verdana; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;">I passi si susseguono</div><div style="font: 12.0px Verdana; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 15.0px;"><br /></div><div style="font: 12.0px Courier; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">La luce di questo crepuscolo d’autunno filtra attraverso le persiane, strane ombre si disegnano sul pavimento.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">S</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Courier,fantasy; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">eduto sul letto guardo la luce, mi alzo un pò intontito, i pisolini pomeridiani non mi piacciono ma oggi ne sentivo il bisogno.</span></span></span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Courier; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Apro la persiana e mi invade il riflesso della luce sul mare, mi fa sentire bene, rimango così, occhi accecati invaso dalla luce.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Courier; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Un respiro profondo un passo e mi appoggio alla balaustra della terrazza, la spiaggia di sabbia scura sotto di me, non rimango a guardare il panorama lo conosco a memoria ormai, mi giro e guardo la stanza.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Courier; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Courier,fantasy; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Un pavimento di legno chiaro fa da sfondo a una poltrona di vimini vicino alla parete, accanto un tavolino con qualche libro, una penna, fogli di carta e un telefono spento da giorni.Nessuno chiama.</span></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Courier; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Un armadio in stile con poltrona e letto riempie la parte di destra con dentro abiti leggeri, i maglioni qui non servono, di fronte il letto domina la stanza.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Courier; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ed è ancora li, tra le lenzuola bianche, sfatte dal sonno morbidamente adagiato sul cuscino il sogno che mi ha tenuto compagnia.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Courier; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lo riconosco, sogno d’amore e carezze, di cristalline risa su labbra rosse, gioia semplice di nulla, sono per noi, solo di noi.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Courier; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Continuo a sognarlo l’amore, lo tenuto stretto più forte che ho potuto, ma non è restato, per quanto possa aver stretto se voleva fuggire non potevo trattenerlo.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Courier; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ma ora anche se sono vecchi e stanco il mio cuore non smette di inseguirlo, mani che accarezzeranno la mia chioma bianca, labbra sorrideranno al solletico delle mia barba.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Courier; line-height: 19.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Accosto le persiane, per fare una passeggiata sulla spiaggia, una sola fila di orme si allontana, gabbiani volano e cantano, persone passano, bambini crescono, i passi si susseguono,una sola fila di orme fa ritorno.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6283977954835100250?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-33484263960364044252009-07-07T13:10:00.000-07:002011-12-16T08:14:03.577-08:00Andiamoci per mano<p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Zapfino; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i></i></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Times New Roman"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">15 Settembre 2007</span></span></i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Times New Roman"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br />Dove stiamo andando?</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">non lo sappiamo .</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">ma andiamoci insieme</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">andiamoci per mano</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">andiamoci in compagnia.</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">perché da soli è brutto</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">perché soli siamo alla fine</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">perché soli siamo</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">con i nostri mosti</span></i><span style="font: 18.0px Lucida Grande"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">con i mostri che siamo.</span></i></p></i></span><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-3348426396036404425?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-85473751550465209142009-06-30T14:16:00.000-07:002009-10-28T08:55:22.922-07:00Seduto<p align="CENTER" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', serif; font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">10 Dicembre 2006</span></span></p><p align="CENTER" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>Il ragazzo,seduto,aspetta</i></span></span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>la sua dolce metà</i></span></span></span></span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>O solo una con cui</i></span></span></span></span></p> <p align="CENTER" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>scambiare qualche passo</i></span></span></span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-8547375155046520914?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-67026415868711897102009-06-29T13:09:00.001-07:002009-06-30T14:01:01.605-07:00Matteo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Skkf0DIsW6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/TG8F9GeEBRo/s1600-h/20081019_0045.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Skkf0DIsW6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/TG8F9GeEBRo/s320/20081019_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352844611161971618" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Acquarello su carta.</div><div>Un mio amico il giorno della tesi, </div><div>ritratto fatto a casa copiando una foto.</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-6702641586871189710?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-3257992068688570312009-06-27T15:33:00.000-07:002009-07-31T13:15:19.581-07:00Masai<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Skae1widCAI/AAAAAAAAACI/lTYhG_NiRks/s1600-h/schizzi0019.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Skae1widCAI/AAAAAAAAACI/lTYhG_NiRks/s320/schizzi0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352139853576079362" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/Skae1widCAI/AAAAAAAAACI/lTYhG_NiRks/s1600-h/schizzi0019.jpg"></a>acquerello su carta<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkaeaqjQPaI/AAAAAAAAACA/FR-CVHCYgz8/s1600-h/1223054158.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkaeaqjQPaI/AAAAAAAAACA/FR-CVHCYgz8/s320/1223054158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352139388112354722" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkaeaqjQPaI/AAAAAAAAACA/FR-CVHCYgz8/s1600-h/1223054158.jpg"></a>matita e acquerello su carta<br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-325799206868857031?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-90129351413549943342009-06-26T12:10:00.000-07:002011-12-16T08:14:03.577-08:00Sto tessendo<p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i></i></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>19 marzo 2009</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><i></i><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><i></i><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Sto tessendo</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>La rugiada del mattino con l'aurora</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>per fare una coperta che tenga caldi i tuoi sogni</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>una coperta nei sogni</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Zapfino; min-height: 41.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Sto tessendo</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>fili d'erba con bianche nuvole</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>per fare un tappeto da stendere ai tuoi piedi</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>quando mi raggiungerai nel mondo del sogni</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Zapfino; min-height: 41.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Di soffi di fiato e fogli d'autunno</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>è fatto il giaciglio In cui ti accoglierò</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>quando mi raggiungerai nel mondo del sogni</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Zapfino; min-height: 41.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Sto tessendo</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>tralci d'edera e ricordi</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>per fare un baldacchino che circondi</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>il nostro letto nel sogno</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Zapfino; min-height: 41.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Di soffi di fiato e foglie d'autunno</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>è fatto un giaciglio In cui ti accoglierò</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>e terrò stretta cullandoti insieme ai tuoi sogni</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Zapfino; min-height: 41.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>sto tessendo</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>con petali di fiori e soffi di vento</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>una veste che porterai nel mio regno</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Zapfino; min-height: 41.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Di lacrime e sorrisi sono fatti i calici</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>con cui brindiamo, da cui ti disseti</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>della voglia che hai.</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Zapfino; min-height: 41.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Sono fatte</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>di terra solida e giovani speranze</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>le strade su cui cammini nel mio regno</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Zapfino; min-height: 41.0px"><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Di lacrime e sorrisi sono fatti i calici</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>con cui brindiamo, da cui ti disseti</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>della voglia che hai.</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><i></i><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 18.0px"><i></i><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 16.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia; min-height: 19.0px"><i></i><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>Questa poesia non è ancora finitanon so se riuscirò a finirla</i></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><i>era nata come visione onirica di qualcosa d costruita per una, con una, persona</i></p> <br /></i></span><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-9012935141354994334?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-71393052106134153632009-06-26T00:20:00.000-07:002009-06-26T00:24:29.732-07:00Libera<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkR3APD57pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dl04FEe3q2E/s1600-h/1212222188.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkR3APD57pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dl04FEe3q2E/s320/1212222188.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351533103149608594" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">M</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">L</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">f</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">è</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">v</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">m</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">e</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Volevo che risaltasse il movimento, il senso di libertà</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">che c'è nel espressione, con il braccio teso verso l'alto</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-7139305210613415363?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-3053114164829420292009-06-24T13:41:00.000-07:002009-06-25T02:41:12.363-07:00L'accappatoio sulla spalla<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(231, 214, 181); line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Vedo la luce del bagno dalla porta socchiusa,</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Ha lasciato ancor la luce accesa, Uffa ma gli sta antipatica la luce del bagno</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">. Penso mentre vado per spegnerla. Ma quando sono li dalla porta vedo che è ancora dentro, prende un asciugamano, si siede.<br />Mmmm...Mm..Mm....Mmm...Mmmmm<br />Mormora una melodia che appena arriva a me.<br />L’accappatoio scivolato dalla spalla la lascia scoperta, vedere di improvviso la sua candida pelle bianca, imperlata di gocce d’acqua è una visione così leggera, mi trattiene sulla porta a guardarla.<br />Rimango a osservare dalla porta socchiusa le sue mani che muovono lentamente l’asciugamano sui lunghi capelli rossi, gesti lenti e morbidi ad accarezzare quella massa setosa.<br />Una nuvola di vapore della doccia appena fatta riempie la stanza, dando al tutto un aspetto sfuocato un pò lontano, come di un sogno.<br />Mi sente, si gira e i suoi occhi verdi mi inchiodano.<br /></span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">“sei li, ti serve il bagno? Ho quasi fatto esco subito”</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br />Non rispondo, la guardo e basta, la metto in imbarazzo e un sorriso si disegna sulle labbra sottili<br /></span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">“dai smettila, lo sai che mi metti in imbarazzo”</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br />Fa per tirarmi l’asciugamano, si ferma, sorride e riprende a mormorare la melodia finendo di asciugarsi i capelli lunghi e mossi.<br />Quando sposta lo sguardo mi allontano lasciando che la porta aperta, il profumo di bagno appena fatto mi segue,<br />Vado in sala accendo la tv e l’aspetto mezzo sdraiato sulla poltrona.</span></span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Courier, tahoma, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">(il racconto vuole raffigurare un immagine di vita di coppia semplice, </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">come le cose più normali possono riempire il cuore. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">A mio parere non c'è bisogno di chissà quale alchimia per la felicita)</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-305311416482942029?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-31098889613314608732009-06-23T16:06:00.000-07:002009-10-28T09:05:39.295-07:00Vita<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">15 Marzo 2009</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; font-family:'times new roman', serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">L'amore lo trovo nei libri</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Zapfino; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">il sesso nelle avventure</span></span></i></p> <p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Zapfino; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">la felicità nei sogni</span></span></i></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/465468864884740387-3109888961331460873?l=nilistar-rossano.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nilistar-Rossanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811614345706591796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-465468864884740387.post-54813895246578329712009-06-23T13:27:00.000-07:002009-06-25T01:49:37.362-07:00Katina<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">questo lavoro di grafica è stato fatto per un personaggi del forum di gioco </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"><b><a href="http://creatureantichevivonoancora.forumcommunity.net">Creature antiche vivono ancora</a><br /></b></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ho giocato un pò con pennelli e vari effetti di Ps</span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkE657jpV0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jBVjUM1VksM/s1600-h/Avatar.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkE657jpV0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jBVjUM1VksM/s320/Avatar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622599207016258" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkE657jpV0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jBVjUM1VksM/s1600-h/Avatar.jpg"></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkE657jpV0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jBVjUM1VksM/s1600-h/Avatar.jpg"></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkFEKWiMBCI/AAAAAAAAABw/oFwCqaQl8h0/s1600-h/Katina+2+senza+alone.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me3Dv5P7dXs/SkFEKWiMBCI/AAAAAAAAABw/oFwCqaQl8h0/s320/Katina+2+senza+alone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350632776931214370" style="cursor: pointer; 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