<?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-5387035239930287209</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:19:21.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogartpittura  -  Claudio Marineo</title><subtitle type='html'>"UN VIAGGIO TRA LE IMMAGINI". Il tempo: durata globale del fluire delle cose, dei fanomeni, delle esistenze.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-5350749583810319088</id><published>2011-06-12T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T01:53:49.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAGAZZO DEL BAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41h-WA0Pqnw/TfTJYYFb5xI/AAAAAAAAARE/bHeyxKdc64U/s1600/Il+ragazzo+del+bar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41h-WA0Pqnw/TfTJYYFb5xI/AAAAAAAAARE/bHeyxKdc64U/s400/Il+ragazzo+del+bar.jpg" t8="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 120X120&lt;/strong&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/5387035239930287209-5350749583810319088?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/5350749583810319088/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2011/06/il-ragazzo-del-bar.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/5350749583810319088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/5350749583810319088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2011/06/il-ragazzo-del-bar.html' title='RAGAZZO DEL BAR'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41h-WA0Pqnw/TfTJYYFb5xI/AAAAAAAAARE/bHeyxKdc64U/s72-c/Il+ragazzo+del+bar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4212153607371147563</id><published>2010-09-27T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T02:18:48.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA SPIAGGIA DI CETARA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TKDUQ4ebGyI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UtK0gNbl4bE/s1600/Spiaggia+di+Cetara+-+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297px" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TKDUQ4ebGyI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UtK0gNbl4bE/s400/Spiaggia+di+Cetara+-+2010.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 80X60&lt;/strong&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/5387035239930287209-4212153607371147563?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4212153607371147563/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/09/la-spiaggia-di-cetara.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4212153607371147563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4212153607371147563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/09/la-spiaggia-di-cetara.html' title='LA SPIAGGIA DI CETARA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TKDUQ4ebGyI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UtK0gNbl4bE/s72-c/Spiaggia+di+Cetara+-+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4611517531337098343</id><published>2010-06-29T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:35:24.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAUSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCmvtczygeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/H--pZ99rBD4/s1600/43++Pausa++R..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCmvtczygeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/H--pZ99rBD4/s400/43++Pausa++R..jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X80&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Pausa, sospensione, interruzione, taglio, poichè l'elastico blu che taglia e si staglia sul fondo nero fa pensare ad un ritorno indietro, fa pensare che i due amanti in una pausa del loro amplesso, mentre giacciono e le loro curve si incontrano, si incrociano e si stagliano armoniosamente nell'universo dei segni, essi si perdono, poichè lui giace riverso ed è concentrato più sul suo soddisfatto spossamento che non sul seno di lei, ultimo elemento che appare poichè il resto non c'è, è andato via, approfittando della pausa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&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/5387035239930287209-4611517531337098343?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4611517531337098343/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/06/pausa.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4611517531337098343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4611517531337098343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/06/pausa.html' title='PAUSA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCmvtczygeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/H--pZ99rBD4/s72-c/43++Pausa++R..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-1188349037814956178</id><published>2010-06-03T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:31:28.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DA CARAVAGGIO IN POI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TAepDNQE9wI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_qb30zgHHBU/s1600/21++Da+Caravaggio+in+po++V..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TAepDNQE9wI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_qb30zgHHBU/s400/21++Da+Caravaggio+in+po++V..jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 100X70&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Già nei titoli le opere di Claudio Marineo rivelano trame di infinite storie: le tracce di possibili sentieri da percorrere verso la dimensione di un oltre che prevarica il normale senso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Vibra originale il tocco, nelle nette incisive immagini dove ogni viso, ogni occhio, ogni movimento, drammaticamente presente, svela immediato altri significati, il punto dove si dividono le strade, dove si frantuma un destino, una vita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I colori, caldissimi, se da un lato permeano di realismo ogni figura, definendola nella sua corposità e nel suo proprio peso, dall’altro smaterializzano la percezione, comunicando con il tono di un ironico stupore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sentieri paralleli, che rasentano i limiti, come a sfidare la scelta: la sospensione è tra un fantastico e un reale, confusi e trasformati in scene di straordinaria normalità.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sono altrove le vere sensazioni, i veri pensieri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Si vorrebbe infrangere l’astratto e riportare la percezione verso le orme di una memoria che, se pur offuscata, si conosce essere non del tutto perduta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Allora la tensione dello sguardo, quando l’occhio scivola sulle nitide immagini, si stempera in una più profonda tensione. E’ in questo momento che il desiderio regna da padrone assoluto, dirottandoci verso nascoste mete ancora teneramente tremanti del dolce sapore dell’utopia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Rita Felerico &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/5387035239930287209-1188349037814956178?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/1188349037814956178/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/06/da-caravaggio-in-poi_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1188349037814956178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1188349037814956178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/06/da-caravaggio-in-poi_03.html' title='DA CARAVAGGIO IN POI'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TAepDNQE9wI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_qb30zgHHBU/s72-c/21++Da+Caravaggio+in+po++V..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-1141221445815982598</id><published>2010-03-22T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:34:18.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SANT'ANGELO - ISCHIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/S6ejuEasSZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/V3IfYdGUo7U/s1600-h/Satnt%27Angelo+-+Ischia+-+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/S6ejuEasSZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/V3IfYdGUo7U/s400/Satnt%27Angelo+-+Ischia+-+2010.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Ischia, un ricordo, il mare, le barche, i profumi, i colori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sant'Angelo, borgo di pescatori così lontano dal mondo, dove nell'aria si avverte una strana immobilità del tempo e delle cose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Claudio Marineo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5387035239930287209-1141221445815982598?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/1141221445815982598/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/03/santangelo-ischia.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1141221445815982598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1141221445815982598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/03/santangelo-ischia.html' title='SANT&apos;ANGELO - ISCHIA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/S6ejuEasSZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/V3IfYdGUo7U/s72-c/Satnt%27Angelo+-+Ischia+-+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-1346484335749557182</id><published>2010-01-15T00:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:06:37.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA CORRICELLA - PROCIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/S1Aq-Jb1aFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xkiOM3YcDoQ/s1600-h/La+Corricella+-+Procida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/S1Aq-Jb1aFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xkiOM3YcDoQ/s400/La+Corricella+-+Procida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;La Corricella è la marina più antica di Procida, sembra un piccolo presepe che si specchia nel mare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Il nucleo abitativo è caratterizzato da una particolare architettura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Le case ed i colori delle stesse sono un agglomerato edilizio unico nel suo genere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Le une accanto alle altre e sulle altre, la presenza di archi, balconi, scale, finestre, rappresentano un spettacolo di vita silenzioso e discreto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Nel guardare l’opera si avverte una vita semplice circondata dal profumo di mare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Claudio Marineo&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/5387035239930287209-1346484335749557182?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/1346484335749557182/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-corricella-procida.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1346484335749557182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1346484335749557182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-corricella-procida.html' title='LA CORRICELLA - PROCIDA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/S1Aq-Jb1aFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xkiOM3YcDoQ/s72-c/La+Corricella+-+Procida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-6140861089795109514</id><published>2009-12-16T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:18:00.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLITUDINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SykusBoNIFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/axttIrNf9X0/s1600-h/46++Solitudine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SykusBoNIFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/axttIrNf9X0/s400/46++Solitudine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SUTELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Appare in quest'opera evidente una delle peculiari caratteristiche dell'arte di Claudio Marineo: egli è alla ricerca continua di un raccordo tra il rigore, espresso dalla linearità della cornice del quadro, posto, per così dire, sempre in uno scenario geometrico, e la plasticità, la morbidezza di alcuni elementi che riempiono, mai del tutto, la cornice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;La fanciulla, posta di profilo rispetto allo sfondo della solitudine infinita, poichè orizzontata tra un incontro tra il nero dell'inconscio ed il blu del cosmos, rompe, con la mano, l'opaca compattezza dell'inconscio, e le dita affusolate si fanno nido per una macchia palpitante di colore giallo, e guarda "altrove", seppur misteriosamente riscaldata dal riflesso di quel palloncino rosso, mosso da un filo invisibile e nascosto nei capelli. Quei capelli che, a mò di collana, cingono il collo e vanno a toccare le sottili, lunghe spalline della sottoveste, questa si ricca di pieghe, le pieghe della vita, le pieghe dell'amore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Quelle pieghe a cui, con sguardo quasi strabico, la fanciulla sembra guardare, e nello sforzo di recuperare l'armonia delle pieghe, riscaldata dal calore del batuffolo giallo, ecco che tre profonde pieghe, di cui due quasi aperte a forbice, le si scavano nel collo, segnandole la carne e spingendosi giù, verso la riga nera, la linea di confine tra la luce ed ombra, tra vita e morte . . . . . . . . e la fanciulla, che non guarda il palloncino, che pur palpita, che non si appropria delle pieghe, che pur si muovono, rimane li . . . . . . . SOLA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5387035239930287209-6140861089795109514?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/6140861089795109514/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/12/solitudine.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/6140861089795109514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/6140861089795109514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/12/solitudine.html' title='SOLITUDINE'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SykusBoNIFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/axttIrNf9X0/s72-c/46++Solitudine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4573214088664114170</id><published>2009-12-16T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:18:47.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMBIZIONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SykqgXCxMkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vYj2tm111IE/s1600-h/47++Ambizione.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SykqgXCxMkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vYj2tm111IE/s400/47++Ambizione.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;br /&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X80&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Il corpo ripiegato e nello stesso tempo teso, collo, il collo altezzosamente si da costringere la testa ad essere totalmente riversa, orizzontale, estranea al corpo stesso, occhi chiusi per non vedere, per non vedere i successi, OSCAR dorati che si incamminano verso un'umanità vincente, tutta da invidiare, da odiare, poichè ad altri, a tanti altri vanno quegli OSCAR, quei successi spasmodicamente sognati. . . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Eppure uno di quei tanti uomini/Oscar dorati si anima, si volta indietro, ti guarda e dalle labbra serrate esce un monito: che la tua invidia sia una forma di ammirazione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Ed allora apri gli occhi, abbandona il delirio di onnipotenza e coltiva una sola ambizione: la capacità di apprezzare, ammirare gli altri, di tendere solo all'emulazione di se stessi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&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/5387035239930287209-4573214088664114170?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4573214088664114170/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/12/ambizione.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4573214088664114170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4573214088664114170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/12/ambizione.html' title='AMBIZIONE'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SykqgXCxMkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vYj2tm111IE/s72-c/47++Ambizione.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-6907426891236594294</id><published>2009-12-16T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:19:04.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAURA DI CRESCERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SyknSA3SfaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/o7PbPik4vQE/s1600-h/44++Paura+di+crescere.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SyknSA3SfaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/o7PbPik4vQE/s400/44++Paura+di+crescere.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 80X80&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Il geometrismo dell'inquadraturasi manifesta nello spaccato, che riempie il quadro, a mò di finestra, lì, con un'apertura trapezoidale, che delimita il confine tra interno ed esterno, tra dentro e fuori, io e gli altri, un me qui ed ora ed un me fuori di me da cui provengo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;La finestra/trapezio ha sua volta uno sfondo con tutti i palloncini/speranza, gialli, rossi, bianchi, blu, tutti uniti, in un unico filo stretto (forse) ben saldamente in una mano che non si vede, le è rimasto un solo palloncino blu, è il "doppio" dell'unico occhio visibile della fanciulla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;La fanciulla non sa dove guardare, non sa perchè guardare e, stancamente distesa, si copre la visuale con il braccio, quasi a ripiegarsi su se stessa, ma, vigili, vibrano le narici, socchiusa è la bocca ed il pallore sgomento delle labbra viene mitigato da quella linea sensuale songuigna che evidenzia i bianchi denti, come a dire che per crescere non basta "vedere" la vita, la vita va annusata, assaporata, toccata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-6907426891236594294?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/6907426891236594294/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/12/paura-du-crescere.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/6907426891236594294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/6907426891236594294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/12/paura-du-crescere.html' title='PAURA DI CRESCERE'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SyknSA3SfaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/o7PbPik4vQE/s72-c/44++Paura+di+crescere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-1895112448474280100</id><published>2009-11-27T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:22:10.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LES BICHES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/Sw-isc55_uI/AAAAAAAAAO8/sizQxM9lCLQ/s1600/40++Les+biches.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/Sw-isc55_uI/AAAAAAAAAO8/sizQxM9lCLQ/s400/40++Les+biches.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X80&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Le mani ben curate dalle dita affusolate ed eleganti stringono al petto un riquadro, il cui sfondo coincide con le pieghe sfumate di giallo del vestito, pieghe che ripetono il moto ondulato dei biondi capelli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;E questo riquadro non è che l'inquadratura di ciò cha la "biche" ha nel cuore, come un segreto gelosamente, doverosamente nascosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Il segreto è . . . . . . . un'altra biche col capello più scomposto, e scomposto anche nella movenza con cui, sollevando decisamente la veste sulle gambe provocatoriamente aperte, sembra quasi invitare alla scoperta dell'antro misterioso che tra le gambe si nasconde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Eppure quanta grazia, quanta dolcezza in quelle dita frementi, in quel capo reclinato, quanto amore in quel gesto con cui si stringe a se il proprio doppio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&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/5387035239930287209-1895112448474280100?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/1895112448474280100/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/11/les-biches_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1895112448474280100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1895112448474280100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/11/les-biches_27.html' title='LES BICHES'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/Sw-isc55_uI/AAAAAAAAAO8/sizQxM9lCLQ/s72-c/40++Les+biches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4382620102830902903</id><published>2009-11-23T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:21:02.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUVENIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SwpftuP56UI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PCFQgWNINZ0/s400/38++Souvenir.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA – DIMENSIONI: 50X7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Vien fatto di indovinare quale sia il titolo di quel libro, di cui si legge soltanto "LISMO", ed il titolo del libro accanto, DONNE, nonchè il grande album dedicato ad Artemisia Gentileschi, fanno si che LISMO diventi MASCHILISMO: questo è il titolo del libro azzurro, azzurro come l'uomo sotto il vetro, l'uomo che viene dal mare e che urla la forza dell'oceano, urla il suo maschilismo che per&amp;nbsp;la donna non è che un SOUVENIR, un souvenir, però, amorevolmente custodito ...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/5387035239930287209-4382620102830902903?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4382620102830902903/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/11/souvenir_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4382620102830902903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4382620102830902903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/11/souvenir_23.html' title='SOUVENIR'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SwpftuP56UI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PCFQgWNINZ0/s72-c/38++Souvenir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4041766890065602030</id><published>2009-07-24T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:24:08.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAGINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SmnMMAQ2C8I/AAAAAAAAAOc/L0RmUx9E1FY/s1600-h/Pagine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362041337962433474" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SmnMMAQ2C8I/AAAAAAAAAOc/L0RmUx9E1FY/s400/Pagine.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 398px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 80X80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Noi non siamo che le pagine di un grande libro, il libro della storia, queste pagine sono particolari, perchè ognuno di noi può scrivere la sua, ma non la può leggere, può leggere solo quella scritta dagli altri .......... solo i posteri leggono tutte le storie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-4041766890065602030?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4041766890065602030/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/pagine.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4041766890065602030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4041766890065602030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/pagine.html' title='PAGINE'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SmnMMAQ2C8I/AAAAAAAAAOc/L0RmUx9E1FY/s72-c/Pagine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4207744790049365198</id><published>2009-07-23T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:39:40.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCENARIO FUTURO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SmiFN8yjCNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zAA_qnwyRDw/s1600-h/Scenario+futuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361681831087507666" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SmiFN8yjCNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zAA_qnwyRDw/s400/Scenario+futuro.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 390px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 100X100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;L'infinità sfumata del cielo è perimetrata da cubiche costruzioni senza finestre, ma quell'infinità ovattata si rispecchia sul pavimento vitrico, senza ombre, senza interruzioni: di fronte allo squarcio del cielo infinito un "concetto d'uomo, più che un uomo intero, un cappello/testa, un colletto inamidato, una giacca nera".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;E lo sguardo? Lo sguardo di quest'uomo passato è verso il PRESENTE, pieno, ricco, vibrante, che accoglie nell'apertura delle braccia l'ampiezza del cielo, che riassume nel colore degli abiti le sfumature dell'infinito, che poggia, con fermo passo deciso, su di un cubo/culla, e li, li dentro c'è il futuro, un bambino maschio perchè parto mascolino della storia che lega l'uomo/passato e il giovane/presente ...... un futuro intento a contemplare una conchiglia, poichè li, nella conchiglia c'è il mare, che completa il cielo, in scenari infiniti, anche se racchiusi nel cubo cristallo della memoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5387035239930287209-4207744790049365198?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4207744790049365198/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/scenario-futuro.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4207744790049365198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4207744790049365198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/scenario-futuro.html' title='SCENARIO FUTURO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SmiFN8yjCNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zAA_qnwyRDw/s72-c/Scenario+futuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-8970249025934739077</id><published>2009-07-01T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:46:08.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIVA FIORITA - NAPOLI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/Sms2NFqD7DI/AAAAAAAAAOk/S5K_2W4gtqE/s1600-h/Riva+Fiorita+-+Napoli++-+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362439379799501874" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/Sms2NFqD7DI/AAAAAAAAAOk/S5K_2W4gtqE/s400/Riva+Fiorita+-+Napoli++-+09.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 310px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Sembra così lontano il frenetico brulichio dei veicoli che quasi ci si dimentica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Sotto di noi la distesa di Posillipo ed ogni cupo pensiero viene subito fugato, e ben comprendiamo lo spirito di quegli antichi romani che qui scelsero di vivere beatamente, in particolare, in questa insenatura protetta da un piccolo molo, "Riva Fiorita".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Il palazzo rosso sembra sorgere dalle acque, protetto, colorato, imponente, fiero, e sembra, attraverso le sue numerose modifiche di ristrutturazione, che nessuna di esse sia riuscita a cancellare la sua storia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Il pescatore con la rete a destra del quadro distoglie lo sguardo dal palazzo e con atteggiamento pensieroso sembra quasi non voler accettare le innovazioni del luogo, realizzate per l'esigenza dei tempi. Il giovane a sinistra del quadro, è il nuovo, è il futuro, è l’evoluzione dei tempi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Claudio Marineo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/5387035239930287209-8970249025934739077?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/8970249025934739077/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/riva-fiorita-napoli_01.html#comment-form' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/8970249025934739077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/8970249025934739077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/riva-fiorita-napoli_01.html' title='RIVA FIORITA - NAPOLI'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/Sms2NFqD7DI/AAAAAAAAAOk/S5K_2W4gtqE/s72-c/Riva+Fiorita+-+Napoli++-+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-3581061254143806539</id><published>2009-07-01T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:27:25.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUIZIONE INDIRETTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkucBQmY8CI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Fhiy06eOZ_0/s1600-h/Fruizione+indiretta++23++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353544127509753890" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkucBQmY8CI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Fhiy06eOZ_0/s400/Fruizione+indiretta++23++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 291px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;L'opera è stata esposta alla VII Edizione Nazionale di Pittura Contemporanea, Gran Trofeo "Vincenzo Migliaro". Il quadro è stato premiato con diploma di merito per la padronanza del disegno figurativo e del colore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;E' interessante notare come nell'opera "Fruizione indiretta" la sua preoccupazione sia nata prima della stesura dell'opera : capovolgere i ruoli di una tipica scena da museo è infatti cosa assai intrigante, oltrechè propria di una ulteriore maturazione interna. In quel gesto, nel personaggio ritratto che esce dal quadro, la sua ironia, la sua trasgressione, la sua atipicità, la sua vera capacità di valutare le cose non per quello che appaiono, ma per quelle che esse sono o possono divenire.&lt;br /&gt;Cardini imprescindibili della sua pittura sono la sua dirompente fantasia e la scuola dei grandi maestri. Nel 600 e precisamente nella pittura di Caravaggio, infatti, Marineo trova lumi sicuri, parametri ineccepibili. Caratteristiche, queste, estremamenti evidenti nella gran parte dei suoi dipinti, oltrechè nel dipinto innanzi citato che rappresenta, innanzitutto, un omaggio a Caravaggio.&lt;br /&gt;Antonio Ciotola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-3581061254143806539?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/3581061254143806539/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/fruizione-indiretta.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3581061254143806539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3581061254143806539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/fruizione-indiretta.html' title='FRUIZIONE INDIRETTA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkucBQmY8CI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Fhiy06eOZ_0/s72-c/Fruizione+indiretta++23++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-8705031357283532438</id><published>2009-07-01T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:46:08.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA MATTANZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkubiVU6M_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/3hLKXKc2opc/s1600-h/La+mattanza+22++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353543596202669042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkubiVU6M_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/3hLKXKc2opc/s400/La+mattanza+22++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 335px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X50&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&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/5387035239930287209-8705031357283532438?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/8705031357283532438/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-mattanza.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/8705031357283532438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/8705031357283532438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-mattanza.html' title='LA MATTANZA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkubiVU6M_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/3hLKXKc2opc/s72-c/La+mattanza+22++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-3812748368796898120</id><published>2009-07-01T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:46:08.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DONNE ALLO SPECCHIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkubFad9aDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UekGBRMHN8g/s1600-h/Donne+allo+specchio+21++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353543099366598706" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkubFad9aDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UekGBRMHN8g/s400/Donne+allo+specchio+21++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5387035239930287209-3812748368796898120?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/3812748368796898120/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/donne-allo-specchio.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3812748368796898120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3812748368796898120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/donne-allo-specchio.html' title='DONNE ALLO SPECCHIO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkubFad9aDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UekGBRMHN8g/s72-c/Donne+allo+specchio+21++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4975225622778889837</id><published>2009-07-01T10:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:49:21.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RICORDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuYeKvgrFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Qfh_qbqOBRo/s1600-h/Ricordo+20++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353540226107092050" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuYeKvgrFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Qfh_qbqOBRo/s400/Ricordo+20++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 308px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Il dipinto è stato esposto alla X Edizione di Pittura Contemporanea "Trofeo Vincenzo Migliaro" che ha avuto luogo a Napoli, dal 23 al 25/03/00, nella Sala Gemito - Napoli - Galleria Principe di Napoli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;L'opera ha vinto il 1° premio "Trofeo Vincenzo Migliaro"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Opera composita, complessa ed articolata.&lt;br /&gt;Il ricordo qui non è il ricordo del singolo, ripiegato sulla sua vita, intento a ricostruire i brandelli.&lt;br /&gt;Il quadro è epocale, e riassume in sè uno spaccato della storia dell'umanità.&lt;br /&gt;Al centro, in alto, la creatura creata si costruisce la storia, quella storia che attraverso secoli di fabbricazione porterà alla tridimensionalità (il triangolo) della macchina, storia di un'umanità che trova il suo elemento di frattura della sequenza cronologica della temporalità nel sacrificio del Cristo, osservato con colpevole crudeltà da uomini incatenati, incatenati da catene che Cristo ha assunto su di sè, nel momento stesso in cui si è incarnato.&lt;br /&gt;L'immagine dell'umanità che nega se stessa esaltandosi della crudeltà spacca il quadro a metà e ne delinea le due parti, in cui vige ancora l'ambiguità, espressa nella contaminazione dei due volti, in quello maschile, che non è che la fagocitazione del personaggio ripreso tutto intero in miniatura, li a scavare nei meandri del passato, e quello famminile, in cui campeggia Lei, bionda, bianca, con il labbro aperto alla parola, al "logos".&lt;br /&gt;Nell'altra metà del quadro la musica, linguaggio universale, sembra unire il pianista e la donna, magra, con i capelli resi lisci dallo scorrere del dolore, tranne poi a scardinare l'unità della figura femminile, che appare solo come la provvisoria sintesi di un ermafrodito originario. Al di fuori della complessità ed ambiguità del ricordo, dando le spalle ad esso, un bambino, figura semplice nel suo sportivo abbigliamento, autoritratto infantile del pittore, si incammina verso il futuro, dando le spalle ad un passato che gli rimane alle spalle.&lt;br /&gt;Franca Sibilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-4975225622778889837?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4975225622778889837/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/ricordo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4975225622778889837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4975225622778889837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/ricordo.html' title='RICORDO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuYeKvgrFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Qfh_qbqOBRo/s72-c/Ricordo+20++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-1734893728360107196</id><published>2009-07-01T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:49:21.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IL BISOGNO E L'INDIFFERENZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuYI_XIEAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ibS2y_0leC8/s1600-h/Il+bisogno+e+l"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353539862274772994" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuYI_XIEAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ibS2y_0leC8/s400/Il+bisogno+e+l%27indifferenza++19++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 316px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-1734893728360107196?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/1734893728360107196/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/il-bisogno-e-lindifferenza.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1734893728360107196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1734893728360107196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/il-bisogno-e-lindifferenza.html' title='IL BISOGNO E L&apos;INDIFFERENZA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuYI_XIEAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ibS2y_0leC8/s72-c/Il+bisogno+e+l%27indifferenza++19++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-5752541351156163227</id><published>2009-07-01T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:49:21.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA SCELTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXz9aimQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/29Oj2cywBwA/s1600-h/La+scelta++18++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353539500974971138" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXz9aimQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/29Oj2cywBwA/s400/La+scelta++18++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 324px;" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;La luce del sistema-mondo si irradia all'interno, scendendo a cascata sui tubi-fiume della vita, per cadere intensa sulla spalliera della poltrona. La luce non si riflette, no, sul volto, sul petto, sull'avambraccio della donna languidamente, ma anche elasticamente abbandonata sulla poltrona: la donna riceve luce dalla figura di lui.&lt;br /&gt;Il volto della donna sulla poltrona appare sbiancato, annullato nella caparbietà del donarsi a lui, lui li ritto in piedi, sicuro di se, nel taglio dei capelli, nella discrezione della peluria che adorna il labbro carnoso, posta li ad addolcire la puntigliosità del mento, mentre la mano ficcata nella tasca rende più morbide ed evidenti le pieghe del pantalone, in perfetta armonia con la sericità della camicia, resa ancor più movimentata dai giochi di colore.&lt;br /&gt;Nello sfondo l'altra, che non si offre, no, come grembo materno/poltrona in cui penetrare, ma è li, ritta in piedi, padrona del suo ombelico, di cui si riappropria stringendo con forza, premendo tra le mani incrociate la testa ribelle.&lt;br /&gt;Ma lui, ancora una volta, guarda altrove, come a significare che la sua scelta è di non scegliere poichè ognuno sceglie per sè, ognuno sceglie sè, anche quando, per sè, finge di scegliere l'altro da sè.&lt;br /&gt;Franca Sibilio &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/5387035239930287209-5752541351156163227?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/5752541351156163227/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-scelta.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/5752541351156163227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/5752541351156163227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-scelta.html' title='LA SCELTA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXz9aimQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/29Oj2cywBwA/s72-c/La+scelta++18++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4017873670639790044</id><published>2009-07-01T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:49:21.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANATOMIE A CONFRONTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXesRvGKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/53ivAN4I5yo/s1600-h/Anatomie+a+confronto+17++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353539135597385890" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXesRvGKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/53ivAN4I5yo/s400/Anatomie+a+confronto+17++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 289px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5387035239930287209-4017873670639790044?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4017873670639790044/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/anatomie-confronto.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4017873670639790044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4017873670639790044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/anatomie-confronto.html' title='ANATOMIE A CONFRONTO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXesRvGKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/53ivAN4I5yo/s72-c/Anatomie+a+confronto+17++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-420968005300370801</id><published>2009-07-01T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:49:21.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IL PROVINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXIPJQR7I/AAAAAAAAALw/pNvE1ETZlH0/s1600-h/Il+provino+16++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353538749820061618" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXIPJQR7I/AAAAAAAAALw/pNvE1ETZlH0/s400/Il+provino+16++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 264px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/5387035239930287209-420968005300370801?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/420968005300370801/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/il-provino.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/420968005300370801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/420968005300370801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/il-provino.html' title='IL PROVINO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuXIPJQR7I/AAAAAAAAALw/pNvE1ETZlH0/s72-c/Il+provino+16++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-174359903387151</id><published>2009-07-01T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:49:21.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'INCONSCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuW0FEp_cI/AAAAAAAAALo/E6j_eI78g_c/s1600-h/L"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353538403519036866" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuW0FEp_cI/AAAAAAAAALo/E6j_eI78g_c/s400/L%27inconscio++15++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 276px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;L'inconscio è ancora una volta il cuore del quadro: è li, sul suo cavallo, il cavaliere sognato ed atteso; ai due lati del sogno sognato due mondi, due età, due sessi, il bambino, che ride del sogno sognato poichè vorrebbe appropriarsene, ma non gli appartiene, e la fanciulla, tesa a contemplare il sogno sognato, a guardare dentro, mentre tutto il suo corpo, le pieghe della camicetta più bianca li dove accarezza il bianco turgido seno, le pieghe della gonna, poste li ad evidenziare, a spingere lo sguardo verso l'inguine, la fanciulla non vuole rinunciare al cavaliere, non vuole rinunciare alla vita . . . . . . . . e finisce con l'accettare l'ambiguità, finirà col tollerare l'ironia del fanciullo poichè imparerà a portarselo dentro il cavaliere, col suo cappello, col suo cavallo . . . . . . non importa se non lo incontrerà mai.&lt;br /&gt;Franca Sibilio &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/5387035239930287209-174359903387151?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/174359903387151/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/linconscio.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/174359903387151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/174359903387151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/linconscio.html' title='L&apos;INCONSCIO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuW0FEp_cI/AAAAAAAAALo/E6j_eI78g_c/s72-c/L%27inconscio++15++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-1182479273432180361</id><published>2009-07-01T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:53:57.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOYEUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuWJKEBBhI/AAAAAAAAALg/9YoC1aL51xw/s1600-h/Voyeur++14++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353537666124154386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuWJKEBBhI/AAAAAAAAALg/9YoC1aL51xw/s400/Voyeur++14++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 301px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-1182479273432180361?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/1182479273432180361/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/voyeur.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1182479273432180361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1182479273432180361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/voyeur.html' title='VOYEUR'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuWJKEBBhI/AAAAAAAAALg/9YoC1aL51xw/s72-c/Voyeur++14++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-3766193410341772892</id><published>2009-07-01T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:53:57.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALLUCINAZIONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuV0EHLJSI/AAAAAAAAALY/WTYO6BlqXBA/s1600-h/Allucinazione+13++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353537303749535010" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuV0EHLJSI/AAAAAAAAALY/WTYO6BlqXBA/s400/Allucinazione+13++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 317px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5387035239930287209-3766193410341772892?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/3766193410341772892/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/allucinazione.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3766193410341772892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3766193410341772892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/allucinazione.html' title='ALLUCINAZIONE'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuV0EHLJSI/AAAAAAAAALY/WTYO6BlqXBA/s72-c/Allucinazione+13++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-3899658710998188031</id><published>2009-07-01T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:53:57.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UN CARNEVALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuVWr9HbLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eQJVaGbjhtY/s1600-h/Un+carnevale++12++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353536799048690866" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuVWr9HbLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eQJVaGbjhtY/s400/Un+carnevale++12++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 280px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5387035239930287209-3899658710998188031?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/3899658710998188031/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/un-carnevale.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3899658710998188031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3899658710998188031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/un-carnevale.html' title='UN CARNEVALE'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuVWr9HbLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eQJVaGbjhtY/s72-c/Un+carnevale++12++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-7654582658080377116</id><published>2009-07-01T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:53:57.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TANGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuU-CXuWpI/AAAAAAAAALI/rf0dgjbzgso/s1600-h/Tango+11+ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353536375569144466" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuU-CXuWpI/AAAAAAAAALI/rf0dgjbzgso/s400/Tango+11+ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 60X50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5387035239930287209-7654582658080377116?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/7654582658080377116/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/tango.html#comment-form' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/7654582658080377116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/7654582658080377116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/tango.html' title='TANGO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuU-CXuWpI/AAAAAAAAALI/rf0dgjbzgso/s72-c/Tango+11+ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-4142175381430914736</id><published>2009-07-01T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:52:32.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CASTELLAMMARE DEL GOLFO - SICILIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuUhZhPbPI/AAAAAAAAALA/7FpWmst15v4/s1600-h/Castellammare+del+Golfo+-+Sicilia+-+09+OK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353535883566869746" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuUhZhPbPI/AAAAAAAAALA/7FpWmst15v4/s400/Castellammare+del+Golfo+-+Sicilia+-+09+OK.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 302px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-4142175381430914736?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/4142175381430914736/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/castellammare-del-golfo-sicilia_01.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4142175381430914736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/4142175381430914736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/castellammare-del-golfo-sicilia_01.html' title='CASTELLAMMARE DEL GOLFO - SICILIA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuUhZhPbPI/AAAAAAAAALA/7FpWmst15v4/s72-c/Castellammare+del+Golfo+-+Sicilia+-+09+OK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-48879698437579319</id><published>2009-07-01T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:52:32.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ISOLE TREMITI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuTsVbLo4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/PNRusWfe49U/s1600-h/Isole+Tremiti++9++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353534971934647170" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuTsVbLo4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/PNRusWfe49U/s400/Isole+Tremiti++9++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 375px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 282px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 80X60&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5387035239930287209-48879698437579319?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/48879698437579319/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/isole-tremiti_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/48879698437579319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/48879698437579319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/isole-tremiti_01.html' title='ISOLE TREMITI'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuTsVbLo4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/PNRusWfe49U/s72-c/Isole+Tremiti++9++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-3218271891269236619</id><published>2009-07-01T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:52:32.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BARCHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuTfB3eGqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0mBI8gqT_ow/s1600-h/Barche++10++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353534743346289314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuTfB3eGqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0mBI8gqT_ow/s400/Barche++10++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 201px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 295px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5387035239930287209-3218271891269236619?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/3218271891269236619/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/barche_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3218271891269236619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3218271891269236619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/barche_01.html' title='BARCHE'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuTfB3eGqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0mBI8gqT_ow/s72-c/Barche++10++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-3829081226144390280</id><published>2009-07-01T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:02:35.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IL CAPPOTTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuQjn2QwZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/c4t1zK35EjY/s1600-h/Il+cappotto++7++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353531523726360978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuQjn2QwZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/c4t1zK35EjY/s400/Il+cappotto++7++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 283px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 70X50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;. . . . . . . . . . e perchè non la valigia? Perchè la valigia, anche se bella, grande, rossa, è la "cassetta degli attrezzi", che si prende e si lascia, il cappotto si indossa, è la cultura che si fa vestito, altra pelle dell'uomo e che gli consente di camminare nella storia, lasciando le orme . . . . . . . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Franca Sibilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-3829081226144390280?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/3829081226144390280/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/il-cappotto.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3829081226144390280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3829081226144390280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/il-cappotto.html' title='IL CAPPOTTO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuQjn2QwZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/c4t1zK35EjY/s72-c/Il+cappotto++7++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-1288888414444346345</id><published>2009-07-01T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:04:26.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA TRAPPOLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuOqKrRuuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Fdoa9G_aKIo/s1600-h/La+trappola+6++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353529437131487970" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuOqKrRuuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Fdoa9G_aKIo/s400/La+trappola+6++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 286px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 50X70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;L'uomo è costruttore di trappole, trappole scatole, scatole giganti, container, vagoni, furgoni, trappole dell'indifferenza.&lt;br /&gt;Gli uomini si industriano ad inscatolare il mondo, ed intanto la vita, la perfezione della forma, la bellezza si introducono in una trappola senza coperchio, e li, danza, nello spazio ristretto della scatola-trappola, che non ha coperchio, e quindi da essa si può spiccare il volo . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;Per andare dove? In un'altra trappola . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;Allora è meglio esercitarsi li, li dentro, ripiegandosi solo su se stessi, disegnando col proprio corpo l'arco della vita, che freme in tutte le membra consapevolmente contratte e quella gamba piegata si da tagliare orizzontalmente lo spazio lasciato libero sembra affermare che i coperchi delle scatole li possiamo fare solo noi . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;E' per questo che le trappole sono senza coperchio.&lt;br /&gt;Franca Sibilio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-1288888414444346345?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/1288888414444346345/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-trappola.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1288888414444346345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1288888414444346345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-trappola.html' title='LA TRAPPOLA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuOqKrRuuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Fdoa9G_aKIo/s72-c/La+trappola+6++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-3336816621699407627</id><published>2009-07-01T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:09:53.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LO SCRIGNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuNvRgWDeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vsHfM-rik2Q/s1600-h/Lo+scrigno+5++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353528425352400354" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuNvRgWDeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vsHfM-rik2Q/s400/Lo+scrigno+5++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 286px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 70X50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;La figura scolpita nel bronzo vestita del suo sangue contiene nelle mani aperte lo scrigno, a sua volta aperto, da cui emerge LUI, che esce dallo scrigno, che quindi non può contenerlo tutto, ma è lei che lo possiede, poichè lo sguardo dell'uomo è teso verso la grande madre, dal seno turgido, che appare pronta a nutrire, ad allattare il mondo, mentre le labbra sono serrate, mute, gli occhi chiusi, ad indicare lo sforzo di concentrazione per continuare a possedere lo scrigno/utero, da cui l'uomo deriva, a cui l'uomo ritorna.&lt;br /&gt;Franca Sibilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5387035239930287209-3336816621699407627?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/3336816621699407627/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/lo-scrigno.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3336816621699407627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/3336816621699407627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/lo-scrigno.html' title='LO SCRIGNO'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuNvRgWDeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vsHfM-rik2Q/s72-c/Lo+scrigno+5++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-8316305000946164211</id><published>2009-07-01T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:02:35.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MANICHINI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuMuEvognI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Ewqn0ihE_I0/s1600-h/Manichini++4++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353527305235366514" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuMuEvognI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Ewqn0ihE_I0/s400/Manichini++4++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 120X80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Zenone, nel suo paradosso noto come l'episodio di "Achille e la Tartaruga" mostra che il movimento non esiste poichè se dividiamo il tratto da percorrere in tanti elementi, in ogni minuto si è fermi in un punto. Questo avviene all'uomo Achille: se fermiamo, congeliamo ogni gesto, ogni momento, l'uomo diventa un manichino, fermo in quel gesto, in quel momento.&lt;br /&gt;Anche lo sguardo dei manichini appare pietrificato, sgranato nell'immensità dell'eternità del gesto pietrificato.&lt;br /&gt;Le figure sono variamente disposte, il nero come colore prevalente sembra accentuare la luttuosità dell'immobilità, anche gli altri colori sono tenui, sfumati, le pieghe degli abiti, la morbidità delle movenze non mettono in circolo, non collegano le figure, che appaiono ingabbiate e prigioniere di se stesse.&lt;br /&gt;Ma la presenza di un uomo (manichino che si allontana e di cui si coglie solo, di spalle, il profilo) e l'aria più dinoccolata della figura in fondo a destra, che emerge dal mare dei sentimenti, ci fa pensare che i manichini siamo noi, chiusi nel nostro narcisismo, innamorati dell'esteticità dei nostri gesti, più che dalla pregnanza dei nostri significati.&lt;br /&gt;Franca Sibilio&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/5387035239930287209-8316305000946164211?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/8316305000946164211/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/manichini.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/8316305000946164211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/8316305000946164211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/manichini.html' title='MANICHINI'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuMuEvognI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Ewqn0ihE_I0/s72-c/Manichini++4++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-1157708653813239266</id><published>2009-07-01T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:02:35.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ESISTE LA LIBERTA' ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuK4XLD2uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E_-PGbavtB4/s1600-h/esiste+la+libertÃ"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353525282957679330" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuK4XLD2uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E_-PGbavtB4/s400/esiste+la+libert%C3%A0++3++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 301px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: OLIO SU TELA - DIMENSIONI: 80X60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Un grappolo di palloncini, che taglia obliquamente le sbarre di uno squallido rifugio-prigione, e nel gioco interno-esterno caravaggescamente la luce dell'esterno piove sul volto attonito, che spiega l'interrogativo del titolo, quasi ad esprimere il senso di contrasto luce/ombra, libertà/prigionia.&lt;br /&gt;L'uomo liberamente schiavo o schiavo della sua libertà, come dice Sartre, non si accorge di un altro, piccolo, fondamentale elemento: l'insetto sul davanzale, l'uomo pulce di Nitzsche, che è il vero ostacolo alla comprensione della praticabilità della libertà, nonostante tutto.&lt;br /&gt;Franca Sibilio&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/5387035239930287209-1157708653813239266?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/1157708653813239266/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/esiste-la-liberta.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1157708653813239266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/1157708653813239266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/esiste-la-liberta.html' title='ESISTE LA LIBERTA&apos; ?'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuK4XLD2uI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E_-PGbavtB4/s72-c/esiste+la+libert%C3%A0++3++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5387035239930287209.post-8543847323764757216</id><published>2009-07-01T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:58:46.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GINNASTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuJq47f-ZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/k2fZtR2trbc/s1600-h/Ginnasta++2++ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353523951989422482" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuJq47f-ZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/k2fZtR2trbc/s400/Ginnasta++2++ok.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 270px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AUTORE DELL'OPERA: CLAUDIO MARINEO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TECNICA: INCHIOSTRO DI CHINA NERO E COLORATO DIMENSIONI: 50X35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5387035239930287209-8543847323764757216?l=claudiomarineo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/feeds/8543847323764757216/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/ginnasta_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/8543847323764757216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5387035239930287209/posts/default/8543847323764757216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudiomarineo.blogspot.com/2009/07/ginnasta_01.html' title='GINNASTA'/><author><name>Claudio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08067104229917011702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/TCjbL0lnLFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/w_PFz1vGSV0/S220/45++Scenario+futuro.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QsI60Pd51tA/SkuJq47f-ZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/k2fZtR2trbc/s72-c/Ginnasta++2++ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
