<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806</id><updated>2011-08-05T12:48:46.646-07:00</updated><category term='soy como carlito'/><title type='text'>iosonogiacomo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-468629129553756110</id><published>2011-06-18T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:40:44.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stella_degenere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWTgnW0jQlQ/Tf1vqeIcINI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ybkNARzwEAY/s1600/parad4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWTgnW0jQlQ/Tf1vqeIcINI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ybkNARzwEAY/s400/parad4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619770685461897426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astronomia" title="Astronomia" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;astronomia&lt;/a&gt; il termine stella degenere è utilizzato per definire in maniera collettiva le&lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nana_bianca" title="Nana bianca" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;nane bianche&lt;/a&gt;, le &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stella_di_neutroni" title="Stella di neutroni" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;stelle di neutroni&lt;/a&gt; e gli altri &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oggetto_celeste" title="Oggetto celeste" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;corpi celesti&lt;/a&gt; costituiti da &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Materia_esotica" title="Materia esotica" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;materia esotica&lt;/a&gt;, tutti generalmente di dimensioni piccole a dispetto della loro grande &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massa_(fisica)" title="Massa (fisica)" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;massa&lt;/a&gt;. Un &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sinonimia" title="Sinonimia" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;sinonimo&lt;/a&gt; di stella degenere è stella compatta, che però è utilizzato per quegli oggetti, tra cui i &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buco_nero" title="Buco nero" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;buchi neri&lt;/a&gt;, la cui esatta natura è sconosciuta ma i dati ottenuti dall'&lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Osservazione_astronomica" title="Osservazione astronomica" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;osservazione&lt;/a&gt; suggeriscono che abbiano una massa elevata ma piccole dimensioni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-468629129553756110?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/468629129553756110/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=468629129553756110' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/468629129553756110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/468629129553756110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2011/06/httpitwikipediaorgwikistelladegenere.html' title='http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stella_degenere'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWTgnW0jQlQ/Tf1vqeIcINI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ybkNARzwEAY/s72-c/parad4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-3292709609505511755</id><published>2011-06-18T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:32:18.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTDFz1GT5x0/Tf1tsEoi6UI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fPLsXDoYg3M/s1600/parad%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/TNdXhqQfHJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AQaGTQ1dcdc/s400/KB.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536990502666050706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 18px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Con il termine &lt;b&gt;checklist&lt;/b&gt; (in &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lingua_italiana" title="Lingua italiana" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;italiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;lista di controllo&lt;/i&gt;) si identifica qualsiasi elenco esaustivo di cose da fare o da verificare per eseguire una determinata attività.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;La spunta degli elementi di una checklist è il metodo più semplice e sicuro per portare a termine attività che prevedono molti passi e che richiedono particolare attenzione.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;La checklist è un documento che fa parte di un processo. Più propriamente è lo strumento per la "verifica procedurale" del processo stesso. Viene utilizzata quando e se il processo non ha raggiunto l'obiettivo previsto; quindi "a posteriori". L'elenco delle attività "da mettere in atto" costituisce, più correttamente, in una "Linea Guida".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="noprint" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 2px; "&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 1.5em; list-style-type: none; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-image: none; display: block; clear: both; width: 729px; vertical-align: middle; min-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-7448368745465060265?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7448368745465060265/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=7448368745465060265' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/7448368745465060265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/7448368745465060265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2010/11/con-il-termine-checklist-in-italiano.html' title=''/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/TNdXhqQfHJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AQaGTQ1dcdc/s72-c/KB.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-1241497976895315491</id><published>2009-12-06T08:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T08:27:27.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;dl style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;"Oh els qui la paterna Tebes habiteu, mireu Èdip,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;ell, que els cèlebres enigmes va saber, i fou poderós,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;l'home de les grans fortunes, envejat dels ciutadans,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;a quin tràngol d'espantosa desventura ha pervingut!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;De manera que, el qui sigui moridor, cal esperar&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;l'últim dia a proclamar-lo venturós, quan passarà&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;la monjoia de la vida sense haver sofert cap dol"&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-1241497976895315491?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1241497976895315491/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=1241497976895315491' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/1241497976895315491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/1241497976895315491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-els-qui-la-paterna-tebes-habiteu.html' title=''/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-1905989594346230108</id><published>2009-10-26T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:56:21.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bu! cmarcs il sale,venezia dal 28 ottobre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SuYofvJeVbI/AAAAAAAAADg/W8YuwZfK_ak/s1600-h/bookmarks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 497px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SuYofvJeVbI/AAAAAAAAADg/W8YuwZfK_ak/s400/bookmarks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397045729147377074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;otto artisti, otto proposte, un percorso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;28 ottobre – 14 dicembre 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Opening + dj Stra - 28 ottobre a partire dalle 18&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I nostri bookmarks intendono proporre un percorso possibile nel lavoro di otto artisti emergenti, differenti per media impiegati e tematiche affrontate. L'idea di ricorrere al termine bookmark (segnalibro) ci pare utile proprio per indicare un itinerario fatto di pratiche eterogenee.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I bookmarks rappresentano, oggi, uno degli elementi costituenti della dimensione sociale della rete. Non solo elenchi e promemoria personali, ma strumenti di condivisione che vengono diffusi e scambiati per aprire nodi della rete e per allargare comunità.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Con questo spirito, oltre alle opere, nella mostra sarà inserito uno spazio in cui ogni visitatore potrà proporre i propri bookmarks artistici e consultare quelli degli altri. L'idea è quella di declinare lo spazio espositivo come social bookmarking, in cui non siano (come accade nei motori di ricerca) algoritmi a guidare la nostra navigazione, bensì scelte semantiche dei singoli visitatori.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 5pt 0cm; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Our bookmarks want to suggest one possible path through the work of eight artists, different in terms of media and topics. The idea of using the term bookmark seems useful in order to describe an itinerary made of very different artistic approaches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 5pt 0cm; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Bookmarks are today one of the constituent elements of the social dimension of the net. Not only lists and personal reminders, but actual instruments of sharing which can open the net to new knots and can enlarge existing communities.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 5pt 0cm; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Following this logic, besides the works of art, the exhibition will host a space in which every visitor will be free to write his/her personal art bookmarks and to read other’s suggestions. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 5pt 0cm; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The idea is that of thinking the exhibition space as a process of social bookmarking. This means that we are not using algorithms (as it happens with traditional search engines) to guide the navigation but rather a series of semantic choices of the single visitors. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpLast" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Artisti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Osvaldo Galletti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Osvaldo Galletti è nato a Treviso  nel 1980, si è laureato in filosofia all´istituto universitario Cà Foscari. Ha seguito alcuni corsi d´arte alla facoltà di architettura di Venezia. Tra le sue esperienze espositive: la partecipazione al workshop "Real Presence" a Belgrado, l’esecuzione di una performance alla Fondazione Mudima di Milano per L´associazione Takla e il progetto di una serie di costumi per la parata del carnevale Ambrosiano.    &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Giacomo Giovannetti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Giacomo Giovannetti e' nato a Senigallia il 4 febbraio 1983.&lt;br /&gt;La sua opera nasce da un idea di arte che, dall'ombelico esterno dell'artista, passi al"coshco", ombelico interno del cosmo che nella tradizione Kechua rappresenta un baricentro possibile dove appoggiare la totalita'.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Cerca una prospettiva visiva che non escluda, una carezza alla frammentarietà delle nostre vite verso una pluri-identita' possibile: ludica, familiare, intima, multisessuale profondamente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;passionale, animale, interculturale e sinceramente amichevole.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Vive ad Ambato, in Ecuador,dove sta creando un centro artistico per ragazzi che vivono in strada.&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;GRID&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;GRID è una collaborazione tra Paolo Caffoni (Italia1984) e Jose Roberto Shwafaty (Brasile 1977). GRID nasce a Milano nel 2008, ma oggi i suoi fondatori vivono a Berlino e S.Paolo. GRID affronta campi di lavoro differenti, il design critico, l’economia politica e le possibilità di distribuzione. I media impiegati vanno dalle conferenze, alle pubblicazioni agli interventi, fino ai progetti curatoriali &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpLast" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Stefano Lupatini&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="FirmasocietCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Nato a Brescia il 27 Novembre 1976. Vive e lavoro a Milano&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="FirmasocietCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Si avvicina alla pratica artistica come autodidatta focalizzando l’attenzione soprattutto su artisti la cui ricerca trova applicazioni nell’ambito sociale e politico.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="FirmasocietCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;Mostre recenti: “I was a football player”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Assab one, Milano (personale)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="FirmasocietCxSpLast" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;“L’urlo e il furore” Nowhere-gallery, Milano ( collettiva) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Fabrizio Perghem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;La sua poetica si sviluppa partendo dall´estetica del vuoto, avvicinandosi sempre di più alle attitudini dell´Arte Povera e dei movimenti&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Postminimalisti. Usa preferibilmente materiali di scarto ed effimeri, scandagliandone le possibili qualità energetiche intrinseche. Esaltando il carattere empirico della scoperta, tenta, attraverso il tempo e lo spazio, di creare installazioni in-situ utilizzando gli archetipi del gesto. Usando la strategia della precarietà cerca di non ridurre il suo lavoro ad una forma finita, un oggetto privo di vita, ma in costante trasformazione, capace di contenere in sé il proprio superamento. Centrale è il tentativo di inserire il fattore dell´esperienza nella percezione del lavoro, in modo tale che lo spettatore possa ricostruirne il processo, puntando sul fatto che l´instabilità di qualsiasi atto di conoscenza alimenta il ruolo cognitivo dell´arte.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Giuliana Racco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Giuliana Racco è nata a Toronto, Canada, nel 1976. Attualmente vive e lavora tra Bologna e Venezia. Qui si è specializzata presso la facoltà di Design e Arti dello IUAV ed ha ottenuto l’assegnazione di uno studio dalla Fondazione Bevilacqua La Masa. Ha esposto in numerosi spazi e contesti internazionali. Il suo libro Survival English&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;è pubblicato da Marguerite Waknine Editions (Angoulême, 2008). La sua pratica coinvolge una varietà di processi e di media, spesso implicando una riflessione a proposito di concetti quali tattiche di sopravvivenza, linguaggio e comportamenti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Fabrizio Sartori&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Fabrizio Sartori nasce a Roma dove studia architettura e pittura. A Madrid nel 2006 segue un corso di regia, lavora come educatore per l’infanzia ed inizia la collaborazione con alcune gallerie spagnole ed italiane. Da due anni vive a Venezia dove studia Arti Visive allo IUAV, ed è in procinto di laurearsi. Ha partecipato a diverse mostre e festival tra cui Quotidiana &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="09 a" st="on"&gt;09 a&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; Padova ed il Festival della Bassa Risoluzione da poco conclusosi a Bari. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Videotrope + Marco Ceccotto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;"Noi non esistiamo, tuttavia è possibile trovare delle prove sulle apparizioni di Videtrope presso &lt;a href="http://www.videotrope.tv/" target="_blank"&gt;www.videotrope.tv&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Marco Ceccotto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Vive e studia a Trieste. La sua ricerca sul suono si sviluppa in parallelo agli studi in ambito filosofico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;ed è attualmente orientata, da una parte, all’esplorazione di paesaggi sonori e dei rapporti tra azione, percezione e ambiente in sistemi complessi, e dall’altra, alla creazione di strumenti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;elettronici autocostruiti e all’utilizzo di FLOSS (Free/Libre/Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Source Software).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-1905989594346230108?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1905989594346230108/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=1905989594346230108' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/1905989594346230108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/1905989594346230108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2009/10/bu-cmarcs-il-salevenezia-dal-28-ottobre.html' title='bu! cmarcs il sale,venezia dal 28 ottobre'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SuYofvJeVbI/AAAAAAAAADg/W8YuwZfK_ak/s72-c/bookmarks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-8919184992575450822</id><published>2009-06-17T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:55:39.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>con mi amigo galo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/Sjnkz-keTOI/AAAAAAAAADY/YW0RwJ9zhDE/s1600-h/invito+mostra+quito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/Sjnkz-keTOI/AAAAAAAAADY/YW0RwJ9zhDE/s400/invito+mostra+quito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348557614099614946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nasrudin entró a una casa de té y declamó: "La luna es más útil que el sol".  "¿Por qué"? le preguntaron.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="azulino"&gt;"Porque por la noche todos nosotros necesitamos más  luz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-8919184992575450822?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/8919184992575450822/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=8919184992575450822' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/8919184992575450822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/8919184992575450822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2009/06/con-mi-amigo-galo.html' title='con mi amigo galo'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/Sjnkz-keTOI/AAAAAAAAADY/YW0RwJ9zhDE/s72-c/invito+mostra+quito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-5749672096110103464</id><published>2009-03-18T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:01:20.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seguono le  visioni.buone visioni.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/ScEoyT0dIWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DlqgzCjprx4/s1600-h/gview.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314573880052752738" style="DISPLAY: block; 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ancora più saporito'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SYe3IvZC4lI/AAAAAAAAADA/FZ0yaLy0Qok/s72-c/ombidom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-1965659559060555636</id><published>2009-01-23T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:57:08.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gracias sara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp1bwMcYfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/F9czWNaytTg/s1600-h/mostra+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294673431581450738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp1bwMcYfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/F9czWNaytTg/s400/mostra+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp01Ax8QUI/AAAAAAAAACw/_9hpmHuO9ck/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294672766018797890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp01Ax8QUI/AAAAAAAAACw/_9hpmHuO9ck/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp01M2M3xI/AAAAAAAAACo/w8YvichT1lk/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294672769257889554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp01M2M3xI/AAAAAAAAACo/w8YvichT1lk/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp01A-LW2I/AAAAAAAAACg/TG00o-wOZD8/s1600-h/mostra+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294672766070119266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp01A-LW2I/AAAAAAAAACg/TG00o-wOZD8/s400/mostra+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp01D7lt-I/AAAAAAAAACY/ZHB9dAHGClE/s1600-h/mostra+gabicce.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294672766864570338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp01D7lt-I/AAAAAAAAACY/ZHB9dAHGClE/s400/mostra+gabicce.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;millones y millones de artistas tristes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que quieren ser reconocido sin reconocerse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mucho esperar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;poco tiempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y una sola alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seguono le mostre in osteria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;un'occasione per capire che sacro e profano si incontrano digerendo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-1965659559060555636?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/1965659559060555636/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=1965659559060555636' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/1965659559060555636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/1965659559060555636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/gracias-sara.html' title='gracias sara'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXp1bwMcYfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/F9czWNaytTg/s72-c/mostra+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-4054510224396491448</id><published>2009-01-16T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:37:41.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la visione del giusto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXDFhD8pEqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/thZh9htlSoo/s1600-h/ester.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291946733946344098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXDFhD8pEqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/thZh9htlSoo/s400/ester.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-4054510224396491448?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4054510224396491448/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=4054510224396491448' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/4054510224396491448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/4054510224396491448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-visione-del-giusto.html' title='la visione del giusto'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SXDFhD8pEqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/thZh9htlSoo/s72-c/ester.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-219124655675634842</id><published>2008-12-22T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T07:13:48.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>endriu sa cucinare.seguono le mostre in osteria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SU-umX0c_II/AAAAAAAAACI/SDtg8q1dESo/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282632862181162114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SU-umX0c_II/AAAAAAAAACI/SDtg8q1dESo/s400/Dibujo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-219124655675634842?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/219124655675634842/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=219124655675634842' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/219124655675634842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/219124655675634842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2008/12/endriu-sa-cucinareseguono-le-mostre-in.html' title='endriu sa cucinare.seguono le mostre in osteria.'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SU-umX0c_II/AAAAAAAAACI/SDtg8q1dESo/s72-c/Dibujo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-5718177270684100770</id><published>2008-11-27T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:33:38.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goza de tu mirada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SS86tmpBKkI/AAAAAAAAACA/8gnn1vDA6i4/s1600-h/Dibujo+invito.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273498243815254594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SS86tmpBKkI/AAAAAAAAACA/8gnn1vDA6i4/s400/Dibujo+invito.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si cada dia fuese para mi el primero&lt;br /&gt;seguro ya estaria pintando cielos&lt;br /&gt;desde los andes hasta sesto marelli&lt;br /&gt;necesito renovarme&lt;br /&gt;asi' que os invito a comer los ñoquis de mi abuela&lt;br /&gt;que soy yo,&lt;br /&gt;desde que mi hijo mato' el arte.&lt;br /&gt;no hay locura.&lt;br /&gt;solo sensibilidades diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;manchame de salsa italiana.&lt;br /&gt;enrollame de pizza.&lt;br /&gt;que  cada tu aci0n sea una limpia.&lt;br /&gt;para mi que no soy nada mas&lt;br /&gt;que tu deseo de amar.&lt;br /&gt;que quiere volver a nacer.&lt;br /&gt;esperando aquel dia&lt;br /&gt;me llamo bienvenido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-5718177270684100770?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5718177270684100770/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=5718177270684100770' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/5718177270684100770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/5718177270684100770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2008/11/goza-de-tu-mirada.html' title='goza de tu mirada'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SS86tmpBKkI/AAAAAAAAACA/8gnn1vDA6i4/s72-c/Dibujo+invito.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-189804869803848414</id><published>2008-10-31T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:46:10.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dolcissimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SQuKleSrjQI/AAAAAAAAABw/oTriNXMltbw/s1600-h/volantino+mostra+gech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SQuKleSrjQI/AAAAAAAAABw/oTriNXMltbw/s400/volantino+mostra+gech.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263452965903764738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;domenica 2 novembre ore 18/19&lt;br /&gt;inaugura la mostra delle opere di omom e giacomo giovannetti&lt;br /&gt;zabumba&lt;br /&gt;senigallia&lt;br /&gt;sei invitat@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-189804869803848414?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/189804869803848414/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=189804869803848414' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/189804869803848414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/189804869803848414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/dolcissimi.html' title='dolcissimi'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SQuKleSrjQI/AAAAAAAAABw/oTriNXMltbw/s72-c/volantino+mostra+gech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-2230862408951839399</id><published>2008-10-12T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:02:50.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 ottobre ore 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SPKQGtpYwBI/AAAAAAAAABo/FfFccJrhjvM/s1600-h/invito_beata_remix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256422160101589010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SPKQGtpYwBI/AAAAAAAAABo/FfFccJrhjvM/s400/invito_beata_remix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SPKPLxWWqfI/AAAAAAAAABg/VNJzjqWedKI/s1600-h/invito_beata_remix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256421147483220466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 16px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="301" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SPKPLxWWqfI/AAAAAAAAABg/VNJzjqWedKI/s400/invito_beata_remix.jpg" width="427" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-2230862408951839399?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/2230862408951839399/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=2230862408951839399' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/2230862408951839399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/2230862408951839399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2008/10/18-ottobre-ore-18.html' title='18 ottobre ore 18'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SPKQGtpYwBI/AAAAAAAAABo/FfFccJrhjvM/s72-c/invito_beata_remix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-1302779041050711597</id><published>2008-10-03T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:43:31.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d'ante</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Un uccellino cantava,nel cuore dell'albero, nel cuordella terra, di me, della morte&lt;br /&gt;Morte e primavera in fiore si disputavano l'acqua chiara acqua che accresceva la sete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sono stanco di essere moderno. Ora voglio essere eterno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Carlos Drummond De Andrade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252950588264963314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SOY6uow2XPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/F65q3DKHdoA/s320/Beata_Beatrix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Figlio di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Gabriele Rossetti" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabriele_Rossetti"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gabriele Rossetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, uno studioso italiano emigrato in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Inghilterra" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inghilterra"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Inghilterra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, Dante Gabriel Rossetti nacque a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Londra" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Londra"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Londra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; e venne battezzato con il nome di Gabriel Charles Dante Rossetti. Nonostante la sua famiglia e i suoi amici più stretti lo chiamassero "Gabriel", adottò ben presto il nome pubblico di "Dante Gabriel", desiderando un accento maggiormente letterario al proprio nome dati i suoi interessi nella poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Fratello della poetessa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Christina Rossetti" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christina_Rossetti"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Christina Rossetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; e del critico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Michael Rossetti" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Michael_Rossetti"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Michael Rossetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, si dedicò alla letteratura sin dalla tenera età, in particolare alla poesia. Tuttavia, il suo interesse nel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Medioevo" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medioevo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;medioevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; italiano lo spinse ben presto anche verso l'arte e la pittura: studiò presso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ford Madox Brown" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ford_Madox_Brown"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ford Madox Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; e divenne anche amico di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Holman Hunt" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Holman_Hunt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Holman Hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; in seguito all'esposizione del suo dipinto La vigilia di Sant'Agnese, molto ammirato da Rossetti. Il dipinto illustrava alcuni versi di una poesia dell'allora giovanissimo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="John Keats" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Keats"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;John Keats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, che Rossetti imitò con il suo The Blessed Damozel (La damigella benedetta).&lt;br /&gt;Negli anni successivi, sviluppò insieme ad Hunt la filosofia della confraternita dei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Preraffaelliti" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Preraffaelliti"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;preraffaelliti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, occupandosi in particolar modo dei lati più medievaleggianti. Pubblicò traduzioni di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dante Alighieri" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dante_Alighieri"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; ed altri poeti italiani medievali e iniziò una serie di dipinti con lo stile e le tecniche proprie dei pittori italiani prima di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Raffaello" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raffaello"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Raffaello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, da cui il nome del movimento.&lt;br /&gt;I suoi dipinti Girlhood of Mary, Virgin (Infanzia di Maria Vergine) e Ecce Ancilla Domini (Ecco l'ancella del Signore) rappresentavano entrambi Maria come una giovane emaciata e repressa, mentre la sua opera poetica incompleta Found (Ritrovato) è il suo unico dipinto con un soggetto moderno ovvero una prostituta riscattata da un possidente terriero che riconosce in lei il suo antico amore. Tuttavia, Rossetti fece evolvere la propria poetica e la propria pittura verso temi sempre più intrisi di simbologia e mitologia, tralasciando il realismo. La sua maggiore opera poetica è, oltre a The Blessed Damozel (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1850" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/1850"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1850&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;), la collezione di sonetti chiamata The House of Life (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1870" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/1870"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1870&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1881" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/1881"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Pur avendo ottenuto il supporto del critico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="John Ruskin" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Ruskin"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;John Ruskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, l'accoglienza fredda ai suoi dipinti da parte del pubblico lo indusse a ritirarsi progressivamente dalle esposizioni pubbliche e a dedicarsi a pitture ad acquerello, che vendeva privatamente. Per questi lavori, intorno al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1850" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/1850"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1850&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, trasse principalmente ispirazione dalla Vita Nova di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dante Alighieri" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dante_Alighieri"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dante Alighieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, che Rossetti aveva tradotto in inglese, e dalla Mort d'Arthur di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Sir Thomas Malory (pagina inesistente)" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Sir_Thomas_Malory&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sir Thomas Malory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. La sua particolare interpretazione del &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Ciclo arturiano" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ciclo_arturiano"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ciclo arturiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; e dell'arte medievale ebbe particolare influenza anche su alcuni suoi amici dell'epoca, quali &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Morris" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Morris"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Edward Burne-Jones" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Burne-Jones"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Edward Burne-Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, oltre ad essere ben accolta dalla committenza privata.&lt;br /&gt;La sua vita subì una svolta terribile con la morte della moglie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Elizabeth Siddal" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Siddal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elizabeth Siddal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, che era stata in precedenza sua modella, morta suicida per una overdose di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Laudano" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laudano"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;laudano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; dopo aver dato alla luce un figlio morto. Rossetti seppellì un plico con le sue opere poetiche incompiute insieme al suo corpo e cadde in depressione: in questo periodo, avvertendo affinità con la propria vicenda, si dedicò soprattutto alle opere dantesche e al tema della morte di Beatrice. Risalgono a questo periodo opere come Beata Beatrix, pietra miliare del &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Simbolismo" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simbolismo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;simbolismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;È questa la prima fase di un lungo percorso di idealizzazione della donna che interesserà l'intero movimento fino a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="John William Waterhouse" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_William_Waterhouse"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;John William Waterhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;: la sua successiva amante, Fanny Cornforth, venne quindi rappresentata come la personificazione dell'erotismo carnale, mentre un'altra delle sue amate, la moglie del pittore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Morris" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Morris"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; Jane Burden, venne esaltata quale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Venere celeste (pagina inesistente)" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Venere_celeste&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Venere celeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Parallelamente a questo percorso sulla figura femminile, Rossetti iniziò ad interessarsi di animali esotici facendone in breve una vera e propria ossessione; in particolare il &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Vombato" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vombato"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;vombato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; attirò a tal punto la sua attenzione da fare della gabbia che ospitava tale animale allo zoo di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Londra" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Londra"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Londra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Regent's Park" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regent%27s_Park"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Regent's Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;, un luogo di incontro con gli amici. Nel settembre del &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1869" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/1869"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1869&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; acquistò il primo di due cuccioli di vombato, chiamato Top, cui il pittore si affezionò a tal punto da lasciarlo dormire sulla tavola durante le cene con gli amici. Pare che proprio il vombato di Rossetti abbia ispirato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Lewis Carroll" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lewis_Carroll"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lewis Carroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; per il dormouse di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Le avventure di Alice nel paese delle meraviglie" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Le_avventure_di_Alice_nel_paese_delle_meraviglie"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Le avventure di Alice nel paese delle meraviglie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Durante questo periodo, gli amici di Rossetti lo convinsero a riesumare il plico di poesie dalla tomba della moglie, che egli pubblicò poi nel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1871" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/1871"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1871&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. I versi, carichi di erotismo e sensualità, offesero l'opinione pubblica; in particolare uno dei poemi, Nuptial Sleep (Sonno nuziale), che descriveva il sonno di una coppia dopo un rapporto sessuale, venne stigmatizzato per un avvertito cattivo gusto da parte del gusto puritano britannico. A queste critiche fece seguito l'opera The House of Life, una serie di poemi che analizzavano lo sviluppo fisico e psicologico di una relazione amorosa. Successivamente, Rossetti si dedicò ad alcuni versi per i propri dipinti, come Astarte Syraica, e lavorò con &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Morris" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Morris"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; ad alcuni disegni per la loro manifattura (in particolare a motivi per vetrate e carta da parati).&lt;br /&gt;Verso la fine della propria vita, Rossetti cadde in uno stato di indolenza probabilmente a causa delle droghe di cui faceva uso: visse gli ultimi anni in solitudine e morì a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Birchington-on-Sea (pagina inesistente)" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Birchington-on-Sea&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Birchington-on-Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; nel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Kent" href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The son of émigré &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Italy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italy"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; scholar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Gabriele Rossetti" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabriele_Rossetti"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gabriel Pasquale Giuseppe Rossetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and his wife &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Frances Polidori" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frances_Polidori"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Frances Polidori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, D.G. Rossetti was born in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="London" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="England" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/England"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and originally named Gabriel Charles Dante Rossetti. His family and friends called him "Gabriel", but in publications he put the name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Dante" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dante"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; first (in honor of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dante Alighieri" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dante_Alighieri"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dante Alighieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;). He was the brother of poet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Christina Rossetti" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christina_Rossetti"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Christina Rossetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, the critic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Michael Rossetti" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Michael_Rossetti"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Michael Rossetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, and author &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Maria Francesca Rossetti" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maria_Francesca_Rossetti"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maria Francesca Rossetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, and was a founder of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pre-Raphaelite_Brotherhood"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="John Everett Millais" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Everett_Millais"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;John Everett Millais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Holman Hunt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Holman_Hunt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Holman Hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="Desdemona's Death Song, c. 1878-1881." href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti_-_Desdemona%27s_Death_Song.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti_-_Desdemona%27s_Death_Song.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Desdemona's Death Song, c. 1878-1881.&lt;br /&gt;Like all his siblings, he aspired to be a poet and attended &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="King's College School" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King%27s_College_School"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;King's College School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. However, he also wished to be a painter, having shown a great interest in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Middle Ages" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middle_Ages"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Medieval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Art of Italy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Art_of_Italy"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Italian art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. He studied at Henry Sass's Drawing Academy from 1841 to 1845 when he enrolled at the Antique School of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Royal Academy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Royal_Academy"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Royal Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, leaving in 1848. After leaving the Royal Academy, Rossetti studied under &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ford Madox Brown" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ford_Madox_Brown"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ford Madox Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, with whom he was to retain a close relationship throughout his life.&lt;br /&gt;Following the exhibition of Holman Hunt's painting The Eve of St. Agnes, Rossetti sought out Hunt's friendship. The painting illustrated a poem by the then still little-known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="John Keats" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Keats"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;John Keats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Rossetti's own poem "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="The Blessed Damozel" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Blessed_Damozel"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Blessed Damozel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" was an imitation of Keats, so he believed that Hunt might share his artistic and literary ideals. Together they developed the philosophy of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pre-Raphaelite_Brotherhood"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Rossetti was always more interested in the Medieval than in the modern side of the movement. He was publishing translations of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dante Alighieri" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dante_Alighieri"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and other Medieval Italian poets, and his art also sought to adopt the stylistic characteristics of the early Italians.&lt;br /&gt;In 1850, Rossetti met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Elizabeth Siddal" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Siddal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elizabeth Siddal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, who became an important model for the Pre-Raphaelite painters. They were married in 1860.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="Career" name="Career"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Edit section: Career" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;section=2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;edit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;] Career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="Ecce Ancilla Domini (1850), Tate Britain, London" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Rossetti_Annunciation.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Rossetti_Annunciation.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ecce Ancilla Domini (1850), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Tate Britain" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tate_Britain"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tate Britain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="Beata Beatrix (1864-1870), Tate Britain, London" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Beata_Beatrice.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Beata_Beatrice.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Beata Beatrix (1864-1870), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Tate Britain" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tate_Britain"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tate Britain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, London&lt;br /&gt;Rossetti's first major paintings display some of the realist qualities of the early Pre-Raphaelite movement. His Girlhood of Mary, Virgin and Ecce Ancilla Domini both portray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Mary, the mother of Jesus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary,_the_mother_of_Jesus"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; as an emaciated and repressed teenage girl. His incomplete picture Found was his only major modern-life subject. It depicted a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Prostitution" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prostitution"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;prostitute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, lifted up from the street by a country-drover who recognises his old sweetheart. However, Rossetti increasingly preferred symbolic and mythological images to realistic ones. This was also true of his later poetry. Many of the ladies he portrayed have the image of idealized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Botticelli" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Botticelli"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Botticelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'s Venus, who was supposed to portray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Simonetta Vespucci" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simonetta_Vespucci"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Simonetta Vespucci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Although he won support from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="John Ruskin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Ruskin"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;John Ruskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, criticism of his clubs caused him to withdraw from public exhibitions and turn to waterhum, which could be sold privately.&lt;br /&gt;In 1861, Rossetti published The Early Italian Poets, a set of English translations of Italian poetry including &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dante Alighieri" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dante_Alighieri"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dante Alighieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="La Vita Nuova" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Vita_Nuova"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;La Vita Nuova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. These, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Sir Thomas Malory" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_Thomas_Malory"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sir Thomas Malory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Morte d'Arthur" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morte_d%27Arthur"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Morte d'Arthur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, inspired his art in the 1850s. His visions of Arthurian romance and medieval design also inspired his new friends of this time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Morris" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Morris"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Edward Burne-Jones" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Burne-Jones"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Edward Burne-Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Rossetti also typically wrote sonnets for his pictures, such as "Astarte Syraica". As a designer, he worked with William Morris to produce images for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Stained glass" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stained_glass"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;stained glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and other decorative devices.&lt;br /&gt;Both these developments were precipitated by events in his private life, in particular by the death of his wife &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Elizabeth Siddal" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Siddal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elizabeth Siddal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. She had taken an overdose of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Laudanum" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laudanum"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;laudanum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; shortly after giving birth to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Stillbirth" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stillbirth"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;stillborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; child. Rossetti became increasingly depressed, and buried the bulk of his unpublished poems in his wife's grave at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Highgate Cemetery" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Highgate_Cemetery"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Highgate Cemetery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, though he would later have them exhumed. He idealised her image as Dante's Beatrice in a number of paintings, such as Beata Beatrix.&lt;br /&gt;These paintings were to be a major influence on the development of the European &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Symbolism (arts)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Symbolism_(arts)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Symbolist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; movement. In these works, Rossetti's depiction of women became almost obsessively stylised. He tended to portray his new lover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Fanny Cornforth" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fanny_Cornforth"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fanny Cornforth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; as the epitome of physical eroticism, whilst another of his mistresses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Jane Burden" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Burden"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jane Burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, the wife of his business partner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="William Morris" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Morris"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;William Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, was glamorised as an ethereal goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="Later_life_and_death" name="Later_life_and_death"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Edit section: Later life and death" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;section=3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;edit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;] Later life and death&lt;br /&gt;During this time, Rossetti acquired an obsession for exotic animals, and in particular &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Wombat" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wombat"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wombats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. He would frequently ask friends to meet him at the "Wombat's Lair" at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="London Zoo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London_Zoo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;London Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Regent's Park" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regent%27s_Park"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Regent's Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, and would spend hours there himself. Finally, in September 1869, he was to acquire the first of two pet wombats. This shortlived wombat, named "Top", was often brought to the dinner table and allowed to sleep in the large centrepiece of the dinner table during meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="A Vision of Fiammetta (1878), one of Rossetti's last paintings is now in the collection of Andrew Lloyd Webber." href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:A_Vision_of_Fiammetta_by_Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Enlarge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:A_Vision_of_Fiammetta_by_Dante_Gabriel_Rossetti.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="A Vision of Fiammetta" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Vision_of_Fiammetta"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A Vision of Fiammetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; (1878), one of Rossetti's last paintings is now in the collection of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Andrew Lloyd Webber" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrew_Lloyd_Webber"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Andrew Lloyd Webber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;During these years, Rossetti was prevailed upon by friends to exhume his poems from his wife's grave. This he did, collating and publishing them in 1870 in the volume &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Poems by D. G. Rossetti" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poems_by_D._G._Rossetti"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Poems by D. G. Rossetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. They created a controversy when they were attacked as the epitome of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Fleshly school" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fleshly_school"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"fleshly school of poetry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. The eroticism and sensuality of the poems caused offense. One poem, "Nuptial Sleep", described a couple falling asleep after sex. This was part of Rossetti's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Sonnet sequence" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonnet_sequence"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sonnet sequence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; The House of Life, a complex series of poems tracing the physical and spiritual development of an intimate relationship. Rossetti described the sonnet form as a "moment's monument", implying that it sought to contain the feelings of a fleeting moment, and to reflect upon their meaning. The House of Life was a series of interacting monuments to these moments—an elaborate whole made from a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Mosaic" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mosaic"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mosaic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; of intensely described fragments. This was Rossetti's most substantial literary achievement.&lt;br /&gt;In 1881, Rossetti published a second volume of poems, Ballads and Sonnets, which included the remaining sonnets from the The House of Life sequence.&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of his life, Rossetti sank into a morbid state, darkened by his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Drug addiction" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drug_addiction"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;drug addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Chloral" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chloral"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chloral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and increasing mental instability, possibly worsened by his reaction to savage critical attacks on his disinterred (1869) poetry from the manuscript poems he had buried with his wife. He spent his last years as a withdrawn recluse.&lt;br /&gt;On Easter Sunday, 1882, he died at the country house of a friend, where he had gone in yet another vain attempt to recover his health, which had been destroyed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Chloral" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chloral"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chloral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; as his wife's had been destroyed by laudanum. He is buried at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Birchington" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birchington"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Birchington-on-Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Kent" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kent"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="England" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/England"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. 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margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;h5 style="display: block; text-align: center; font-size: 105%; font-family: 'bitstream vera serif', georgia, times, serif; font-style: italic; margin-top: 12px; margin-bottom: 1px; letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Matrimonio del cielo con l'inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Nel blu del cielo di metilene &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;la luna ironica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;diuretica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;è un'incisione in sala da pranzo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Angeli custodi in spedizione notturna &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;vegliano sonni puberali &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;stupendo zanzare &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;in tendaggi e capitelli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Per la scala a spirale &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;si dice ci siano vergini intramate, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;incorporate alla via lattea, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;luccicheggiando... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Da una fessura &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;il diavolo spia con l'occhio storto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Diavolo ha un telescopio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;che percorre leghe di sette leghe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;e un udito fino &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;che neppure un violino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;San Pietro dorme &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;e l'orologio del cielo russa meccanico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Diavolo spia per una fessura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lá in basso &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;bocche ferite sospirano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Sospirano preghiere? Sospirano quietamente, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;d'amore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;E i corpi avvinghiati &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;sono ancora piú avvinghiati &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;e la carne penetra nella carne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Che la volontá di Dio si compia! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Eccetto Laura e forse Beatrice, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="menu_destro"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poesia" style="font-size: 87%; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; margin-top: 4px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 12em; margin-right: 10em; text-align: center; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: dotted; border-right-color: rgb(25, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;che il resto vada all'inferno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-5905586498159428540?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/5905586498159428540/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=5905586498159428540' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/5905586498159428540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/5905586498159428540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SMrw5ProbmI/AAAAAAAAAAg/oWEv9Huj8BE/s72-c/DSC00444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-7344009242901970224</id><published>2008-09-09T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:45:10.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buon viaggio!</title><content type='html'>di ri    torno da lon dra.&lt;br /&gt;dove le gallerie si confondono con i negozi di scarpe e i negozi di scarpe invadono le gallerie.&lt;br /&gt;tra la tanta arte costruita,la perfomance migliore mi è sembrata spontanea:  oltre manor house un bambino camminava impugnando uno spic e span, forse di sua mamma e con devozione lucidava gli angoli preferiti della sua strada.&lt;br /&gt;il logo in una vetrina,lo sticker su un cassonetto,il vaso di una pianta,la lettera w del wait del semaforo per i pedestrianz...&lt;br /&gt;parlai con lui, per quanto fosse preso dal suo fare e altre immagini, forse un po' più tristi, mi arrivarono alla mente: bambini "altri", riempivano la semantica dell'opera del piccolo cleaner boy.&lt;br /&gt;TALMENTE VERO DA SEMBRARE ARTE.&lt;br /&gt;poi.&lt;br /&gt;ho visto un uomo anziano maledire la sua solitudine mentra spingeva da solo la sua sedia a rotelle su cui era seduta una spesa minima in un sacchetto azzurro.&lt;br /&gt;ho visto un uomo e una bambina camminare paralleli nonostante i loro piedi andassero in direzioni opposte.&lt;br /&gt;ho visto i topi,tanti rifiuti e le ambiguità delle ricchezze e delle libertà.&lt;br /&gt;ho avuto tempo per chiacchierare ed ascoltare il giovane Omom,conoscere belle persone,organizzare mostre e progetti.&lt;br /&gt;ho anche conosciuto galleristi che hanno apprezzato il mio lavoro senza vederlo.&lt;br /&gt;BAM!&lt;br /&gt;Questo è il momento.&lt;br /&gt;ho riempito quaderni di studi e bozzetti:la creatività come un flusso invasivo ha trasformato anche questo tempo in arte.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre oltre ad ogni mio volere.&lt;br /&gt;Ora è pronto il materiale da trasformare in energia.&lt;br /&gt;Come una formica inconsapevole si è compiuta la mia opera con spontaneità.&lt;br /&gt;E c'è una scritta che leggo in ogni parete e so che non parla solo a me, forse  è solo una pubblicità, ma poco importa, perchè l'importante è che il nostro sguardo si senta chiamato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SMYpKOrx6XI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IhO9UrXJ03s/s1600-h/londonbridge_courage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SMYpKOrx6XI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IhO9UrXJ03s/s320/londonbridge_courage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243924071836674418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-7344009242901970224?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/7344009242901970224/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=7344009242901970224' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/7344009242901970224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/7344009242901970224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2008/09/buon-viaggio.html' title='buon viaggio!'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SMYpKOrx6XI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IhO9UrXJ03s/s72-c/londonbridge_courage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-4814739508722462014</id><published>2008-08-25T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:42:58.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>om bidom!</title><content type='html'>hello guys&lt;div&gt;now i'm in london with my dear friend Bido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking for gallery,talking about a new equilibrium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Organizing expositions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm ready to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like a pituffo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;art doesn't exists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;art is everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;art is my expensive free supermarket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vive le monde!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-4814739508722462014?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/4814739508722462014/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=4814739508722462014' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/4814739508722462014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/4814739508722462014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/om-bidom.html' title='om bidom!'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421374795244501806.post-3815126462708477586</id><published>2008-08-22T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T04:32:13.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>now in london looking for suerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SK6jrMiy9_I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/oH38CUkWC_g/s1600-h/dg908b.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237303379175340018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SK6jrMiy9_I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/oH38CUkWC_g/s320/dg908b.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ponho-me a escrever teu nomecom letras de macarrão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No prato,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a sopa esfria, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheia de escamase debruçadas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;na mesa todos contemplamesse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;romântico trabalho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421374795244501806-3815126462708477586?l=iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/feeds/3815126462708477586/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8421374795244501806&amp;postID=3815126462708477586' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/3815126462708477586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8421374795244501806/posts/default/3815126462708477586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iosonogiacomo.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-in-london-looking-for-suerte.html' title='now in london looking for suerte'/><author><name>iosonogiacomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13618172307298759302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqjF_q0UFFY/SK6jrMiy9_I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/oH38CUkWC_g/s72-c/dg908b.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
