<?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-1796634015367785586</id><updated>2012-01-22T18:59:12.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Emilie Rollandin</title><subtitle type='html'>Pagina personale dell'arch. Emilie Rollandin</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-9153442857234752656</id><published>2012-01-20T17:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T17:16:43.344+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Studio dell'occhio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kYP3hNbgIw/TxmTU-si23I/AAAAAAAAF9o/0MtPPtHLakA/s1600/occhio_emilie_rollandin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kYP3hNbgIw/TxmTU-si23I/AAAAAAAAF9o/0MtPPtHLakA/s400/occhio_emilie_rollandin.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oggi ho dato un'occhiata all'occhio. Photoshop per disegnare non è niente male.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-9153442857234752656?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/9153442857234752656/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=9153442857234752656' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/9153442857234752656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/9153442857234752656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2012/01/studio-dellocchio.html' title='Studio dell&apos;occhio'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kYP3hNbgIw/TxmTU-si23I/AAAAAAAAF9o/0MtPPtHLakA/s72-c/occhio_emilie_rollandin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7381143878362981124</id><published>2012-01-17T14:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T14:46:16.767+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uno contro mille</title><content type='html'>Queste immagini rappresentano molto bene il tipo di lotta che ogni giorno ognuno di noi deve combattere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fd1JCZKIYM/TxV6O_Wz5_I/AAAAAAAAF9M/GGlP40BP7YQ/s1600/uno_contro_mille_arrow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fd1JCZKIYM/TxV6O_Wz5_I/AAAAAAAAF9M/GGlP40BP7YQ/s400/uno_contro_mille_arrow.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g1Q1jzMC1cI/TxV6RAYHFsI/AAAAAAAAF9U/DgfmYhnO5zE/s1600/uno_contro_mille_unicorn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g1Q1jzMC1cI/TxV6RAYHFsI/AAAAAAAAF9U/DgfmYhnO5zE/s400/uno_contro_mille_unicorn.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a10Khsy-Z70/TxV6Slb6WyI/AAAAAAAAF9c/7e-glLChKRI/s1600/uno_contro_mille_zombies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a10Khsy-Z70/TxV6Slb6WyI/AAAAAAAAF9c/7e-glLChKRI/s400/uno_contro_mille_zombies.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Immagini di &lt;a href="http://safwatsaleem.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Safwat Saleem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7381143878362981124?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7381143878362981124/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7381143878362981124' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7381143878362981124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7381143878362981124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2012/01/uno-contro-mille.html' title='Uno contro mille'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fd1JCZKIYM/TxV6O_Wz5_I/AAAAAAAAF9M/GGlP40BP7YQ/s72-c/uno_contro_mille_arrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-2228043963091054058</id><published>2011-11-21T11:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:58:12.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobis House dell'arch. Susanne Nobis</title><content type='html'>L'architetto Susanne Nobis ha progettato questa piacevole residenza vicino al lago di Berg, "zona relax" bavarese che attira i cittadini della vicina Monaco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“As both the client and the designer, engineer/architect Nobis designed the home and office for her own four-member family and for her architectural practice. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is a beautifully minimalist, modern take on a traditional twin wooden boathouse, popular by the lake. While the boathouses are on stilts over the water, Nobis’s house is on 60-centimeter high illuminated legs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This gives the house its wonderful, impermanent, hovering feel but it was in fact a necessity in this location where the ground water rises very high. This also meant that everything must fit in the space above ground — no basement or cellar possible.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U81ssoaTfiw/TsotVRN96UI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/4n52d2FaP94/s1600/House_Nobis_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U81ssoaTfiw/TsotVRN96UI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/4n52d2FaP94/s320/House_Nobis_01.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fNQblgnRzQ/TsotWDzdxpI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/OlDO7EHxRiE/s1600/House_Nobis_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fNQblgnRzQ/TsotWDzdxpI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/OlDO7EHxRiE/s320/House_Nobis_02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-owGbuubBALY/TsotXABwmgI/AAAAAAAAF8g/g984Iiq4L_U/s1600/House_Nobis_03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-owGbuubBALY/TsotXABwmgI/AAAAAAAAF8g/g984Iiq4L_U/s320/House_Nobis_03.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aLLFEVKfWaM/TsotYhZ6MvI/AAAAAAAAF8o/CoCph1cv2cE/s1600/House_Nobis_04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aLLFEVKfWaM/TsotYhZ6MvI/AAAAAAAAF8o/CoCph1cv2cE/s320/House_Nobis_04.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nu-lGmK65-s/TsotbFL6IeI/AAAAAAAAF84/M9IIIaSFL-Y/s1600/House_Nobis_06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nu-lGmK65-s/TsotbFL6IeI/AAAAAAAAF84/M9IIIaSFL-Y/s320/House_Nobis_06.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2228043963091054058?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/2228043963091054058/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=2228043963091054058' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2228043963091054058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2228043963091054058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/11/nobis-house-dellarch-susanne-nobis.html' title='Nobis House dell&apos;arch. Susanne Nobis'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U81ssoaTfiw/TsotVRN96UI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/4n52d2FaP94/s72-c/House_Nobis_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-971750716634373490</id><published>2011-11-21T00:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:51:02.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ispirazione design #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYT75lG1wMU/TsmREQ7TmcI/AAAAAAAAF7M/IGSFZ142X6g/s1600/IdeeDesign01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYT75lG1wMU/TsmREQ7TmcI/AAAAAAAAF7M/IGSFZ142X6g/s320/IdeeDesign01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. Scala pericolosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-un8-rKZrseE/TsmRFMxoz8I/AAAAAAAAF7U/b2DkXZe9AA0/s1600/IdeeDesign02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-un8-rKZrseE/TsmRFMxoz8I/AAAAAAAAF7U/b2DkXZe9AA0/s320/IdeeDesign02.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. L'acqua è un bene prezioso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXKdI3tAl9k/TsmRGC3QIPI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/C-od-vIbqEs/s1600/IdeeDesign03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXKdI3tAl9k/TsmRGC3QIPI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/C-od-vIbqEs/s320/IdeeDesign03.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. La cultura è ben radicata sulle pareti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_m8yIoHwxg8/TsmRHmw5C6I/AAAAAAAAF7k/HwXznrfUwuo/s1600/IdeeDesign04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_m8yIoHwxg8/TsmRHmw5C6I/AAAAAAAAF7k/HwXznrfUwuo/s320/IdeeDesign04.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. Grattugia supersonica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IKeu4ba6eLw/TsmRIbwLuNI/AAAAAAAAF7o/uJcIlF9CzRM/s1600/IdeeDesign05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IKeu4ba6eLw/TsmRIbwLuNI/AAAAAAAAF7o/uJcIlF9CzRM/s320/IdeeDesign05.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. Scale alla Escher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3P6YiyGH5U/TsmRJpJxTvI/AAAAAAAAF70/yWtnOO7h2cI/s1600/IdeeDesign06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3P6YiyGH5U/TsmRJpJxTvI/AAAAAAAAF70/yWtnOO7h2cI/s320/IdeeDesign06.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. Raccoglimento, relax, legno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_qi1LNWsRY/TsmRKjJW7MI/AAAAAAAAF78/Y5LgLKP5Mmo/s1600/IdeeDesign07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_qi1LNWsRY/TsmRKjJW7MI/AAAAAAAAF78/Y5LgLKP5Mmo/s320/IdeeDesign07.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. Pieni e vuoti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-UsYeXqiaE/TsmRLwh8epI/AAAAAAAAF8E/SkeePzu0Quw/s1600/IdeeDesign08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-UsYeXqiaE/TsmRLwh8epI/AAAAAAAAF8E/SkeePzu0Quw/s320/IdeeDesign08.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Sedute pavimentate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-971750716634373490?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/971750716634373490/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=971750716634373490' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/971750716634373490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/971750716634373490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/11/ispirazione-design-1.html' title='Ispirazione design #1'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYT75lG1wMU/TsmREQ7TmcI/AAAAAAAAF7M/IGSFZ142X6g/s72-c/IdeeDesign01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-2764873084373034499</id><published>2011-11-16T01:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T01:26:46.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Schizzo teatro romano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--GlZMyfZeF0/TsMBDxnWo7I/AAAAAAAAF64/mnuxrWezzVQ/s1600/teatro-aosta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--GlZMyfZeF0/TsMBDxnWo7I/AAAAAAAAF64/mnuxrWezzVQ/s320/teatro-aosta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Questa sera mi sono dilettata a disegnare. Ecco il teatro romano di Aosta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2764873084373034499?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/2764873084373034499/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=2764873084373034499' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2764873084373034499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2764873084373034499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/11/questa-sera-mi-sono-dilettata-disegnare.html' title='Schizzo teatro romano'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--GlZMyfZeF0/TsMBDxnWo7I/AAAAAAAAF64/mnuxrWezzVQ/s72-c/teatro-aosta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-148798679452943717</id><published>2011-11-07T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:13:52.915+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Volumi non S.I.</title><content type='html'>Volumi da cucina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 &lt;b&gt;cucchiaino&lt;/b&gt; contiene:&lt;br /&gt;- 7 ml di liquido&lt;br /&gt;- 7 grammi di burro&lt;br /&gt;- 4 grammi di farina&lt;br /&gt;- 7 grammi di riso&lt;br /&gt;- 5 grammi di sale fino&lt;br /&gt;- 5 grammi di zucchero semolato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 &lt;b&gt;cucchiaio&lt;/b&gt; contiene:&lt;br /&gt;- 10 ml di liquido&lt;br /&gt;- 12 grammi di farina&lt;br /&gt;- 10 grammi di fecola di patate&lt;br /&gt;- 20 grammi di riso&lt;br /&gt;- 15 grammi di sale&lt;br /&gt;- 15 grammi di zucchero semolato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 &lt;b&gt;bicchiere&lt;/b&gt; contiene:&lt;br /&gt;- 100 ml di liquido&lt;br /&gt;- 120 grammi di farina&lt;br /&gt;- 100 grammi di fecola di patate&lt;br /&gt;- 150 grammi di riso&lt;br /&gt;- 150 grammi di zucchero semolato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 &lt;b&gt;tazza&lt;/b&gt; contiene:&lt;br /&gt;- 1/4 di litro di liquido&lt;br /&gt;- 140 grammi di farina&lt;br /&gt;- 120 grammi di fecola di patate&lt;br /&gt;- 225 grammi di riso&lt;br /&gt;- 200 grammi di zucchero semolato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-148798679452943717?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/148798679452943717/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=148798679452943717' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/148798679452943717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/148798679452943717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/11/volumi-non-si.html' title='Volumi non S.I.'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7650996733561869995</id><published>2011-11-01T04:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T04:43:14.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adotta un architetto</title><content type='html'>E' il caso di &lt;b&gt;preoccuparsi&lt;/b&gt; per le modifiche statutarie di Inarcassa: gli aumenti dei contributi previsti da qui al 2013 non basteranno a "risolvere il problema della sostenibilità per Inarcassa" per cui saranno aumentati i contributi da pagare, ma evidentemente non sono sufficienti a colmare il debito di di circa 240 milioni di euro persi in borsa da Inarcassa (infatti investe in azioni, titoli e fondi ad alto rischio il 22% del nostro patrimonio).&lt;br /&gt;Facciamoci due conti del bussiness della cassa: siamo 130.000 e ognuno contribuisce per 1400 euro minimi l'anno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le iniziative che Inarcassa sta mettendo in pratica per noi:&lt;br /&gt;-il &lt;b&gt;contributo integrativo&lt;/b&gt; passa dal 2% al 4% (dal 1 gennaio 2011,si chiama modifica statutaria per la sostenibilità finanziaria, io la chiamo raddoppio della tassa che dobbiamo versare a Inarcassa per ogni fattura emessa). E' obbligatorio e va pagato anche se non ti hanno saldato la fattura. se invece per un anno non incassi niente devi versare comunque 360,00 euro. &lt;br /&gt;-il &lt;b&gt;contributo soggettivo&lt;/b&gt; obbligatorio è l' 11,5% del reddito professionale annuo, ma nel 2011 dovrà essere del 12,5%,&lt;br /&gt;nel 2012 salirà al 13,5% e nel 2013 al 14,5% e poi chissà fino a quanto...&lt;br /&gt;-il &lt;b&gt;contributo soggettivo minimo&lt;/b&gt; (è dovuto anche se non si guadagna per un anno) per il 2010 è di 1400 euro, ma nel 2011 sarà di 1600 e nel 2013 di 1800 euro e poi chissà fino a quanto... &lt;br /&gt;-per aver diritto alla &lt;b&gt;pensione&lt;/b&gt; di vecchiaia bisogna aver compiuto 65 anni di età ed essere iscritto da trent'anni a Inarcassa (con 30 anni di contributi pieni versati).&lt;br /&gt;Ci verrà riconosciuto il 2% della media dei più elevati 20 redditi annuali sugli ultimi 25 anni prima della richiesta di pensionamento, ma questa cifra comunque non potrà essere inferiore al contributo soggettivo minimo in vigore al momento del pensionamento moltiplicato per 8. Cioè se andassi in pensione ora la pensione minima garantita sarebbe di 11.200,00 euro l'anno lordi.&lt;br /&gt;Se in 35 anni verserò di solo contributo soggettivo minimo 63.000,00 euro, la pensione minima sarà di 14.000 euro l'anno LORDI.&lt;br /&gt;-le &lt;b&gt;comunicazioni in ritardo&lt;/b&gt; anche di un giorno del reddito portano ad una multa del 7,5% del contributo soggettivo minimo (se faccio la dichiarazione con un ritardo di 5 mesi la multa è il 15% del contributo soggettivo minimo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se non hai ancora deciso cosa regalare per natale ecco un suggerimento: adotta un architetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haB_vgO-Spg/Tq9qqCshpVI/AAAAAAAAF6s/_Fqf5MYdjQY/s1600/euro%2Bnooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haB_vgO-Spg/Tq9qqCshpVI/AAAAAAAAF6s/_Fqf5MYdjQY/s200/euro%2Bnooo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In italia ci sono 130.000 architetti, con 1 euro al giorno aiuti un architetto a comprare l'inchiostro per la stampante o un corso di aggiornamento o contribuisci al suo fondo pensione. L'attuale andamento della professione costringerà la maggior parte dei professionisti iscritti alla cassa professionale a lavorare fino alla fine dei suoi giorni. Metti fine a questa barbarie, assicura il minimo della pensione ad un architetto. Compila subito il modulo, riceverai una cartellina informativa con la fotografia di un architetto che potrai decidere di adottare a distanza. In cambio potrai inviargli via email infinite richieste di consulenza sugli argomenti che più affliggono il tuo quotidiano (la migliore posizione del water, il colore più adatto delle tende o delle pareti, la firma per la certificazione energetica, il collaudo strutturale della tua ultima pensilina abusiva, il progetto della nuova scala per dividere il villino in due appartamenti e tanto altro ancora).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7650996733561869995?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7650996733561869995/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7650996733561869995' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7650996733561869995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7650996733561869995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/11/adotta-un-architetto.html' title='Adotta un architetto'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haB_vgO-Spg/Tq9qqCshpVI/AAAAAAAAF6s/_Fqf5MYdjQY/s72-c/euro%2Bnooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3694962524690636774</id><published>2011-06-30T10:43:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:51:21.455+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiesa di Moron - Saint Vincent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://photosynth.net/embed.aspx?cid=d6f9c4e5-ebbf-442e-90a3-462aef2d820e&amp;amp;delayLoad=true&amp;amp;slideShowPlaying=false" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Clicca per vedere l'insieme delle foto unite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxjClq2lKCE/Tgw28OdRQnI/AAAAAAAAF4g/R36esU0dTVU/s1600/02_Moron_Pianta.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxjClq2lKCE/Tgw28OdRQnI/AAAAAAAAF4g/R36esU0dTVU/s320/02_Moron_Pianta.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZef_g_4FeU/Tgw27Ybty8I/AAAAAAAAF4c/c9l7yoWPLd4/s1600/01_Moron_3d.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZef_g_4FeU/Tgw27Ybty8I/AAAAAAAAF4c/c9l7yoWPLd4/s320/01_Moron_3d.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PH0MKCmHkg/Tgw26-Np7ZI/AAAAAAAAF4Y/IMXZ7VDXc1U/s1600/04_Moron_Dettaglio.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PH0MKCmHkg/Tgw26-Np7ZI/AAAAAAAAF4Y/IMXZ7VDXc1U/s320/04_Moron_Dettaglio.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zcOR4ER2gug/Tgw28m9VxpI/AAAAAAAAF4k/KOR14RNdnQ4/s1600/03_Moron_Pano.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zcOR4ER2gug/Tgw28m9VxpI/AAAAAAAAF4k/KOR14RNdnQ4/s320/03_Moron_Pano.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3694962524690636774?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3694962524690636774/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3694962524690636774' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3694962524690636774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3694962524690636774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/06/chiesa-di-moron-saint-vincent.html' title='Chiesa di Moron - Saint Vincent'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxjClq2lKCE/Tgw28OdRQnI/AAAAAAAAF4g/R36esU0dTVU/s72-c/02_Moron_Pianta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7010788080799168745</id><published>2011-03-09T10:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:55:58.477+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambia la casa, via il balcone cresce la cucina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NYKsSoKtKS4/TXdOJdoi5FI/AAAAAAAAFoU/7niJX2_YVKc/s1600/woven-Nest-04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NYKsSoKtKS4/TXdOJdoi5FI/AAAAAAAAFoU/7niJX2_YVKc/s320/woven-Nest-04.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;-  La  società cambia e con essa la casa in cui viviamo. Immobiliare.it ha   analizzato le mode che hanno trasformato le nostre abitazioni negli   ultimi 50 anni scoprendo elementi piuttosto curiosi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Dalle   richieste degli oltre 6 milioni di italiani che ogni mese cercano casa   sul web, è emerso che il balcone è il primo grande escluso dalle   necessità della casa moderna. Il sempre maggiore bisogno di spazi e il   minor tempo a disposizione per darsi alla cura delle piante, lo stanno   trasformando via via in stanza con vetrate o giardino d’inverno e,   numeri alla mano, oggi meno del 18% degli italiani cerca una casa col   balcone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Nel   corso degli ultimi 50 anni, però, sono tanti i casi di stanze o  ambienti  che in poco tempo sono passati dall’essere considerati  irrinunciabili  all’essere evitati come se fossero il peggior errore  possibile nel  progettare una casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Il primo e più lampante esempio è quello del corridoio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Assolutamente   importante, a livello di spazio occupato, in ogni casa costruita fino   agli anni ottanta, è poi scomparso da tutte le planimetrie delle nuove   abitazioni diventando il sinonimo di spazio sprecato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Altrettanto   si può dire per l’ingresso che, soprattutto negli immobili costruiti a   cavallo degli anni ’60 e ’70, non rappresentava solo una zona di   passaggio per entrare in casa, ma era il biglietto da visita   dell’appartamento ed era esso stesso una stanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Fra   la fine degli anni ’80 e, soprattutto, nei ’90 questo concetto muta   radicalmente, la porta d’ingresso introduce subito nel salotto, il cuore   della casa, che difficilmente viene separato e diventa, per dirla   all’inglese, living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Un’altra   evoluzione importante nella distribuzione delle stanze è quella  vissuta  dalla cucina; fulcro e cuore della casa nell’Italia dei decenni  scorsi,  è pian piano diventata sempre più piccola per poi scomparire  ed essere  inglobata in altre stanze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Oggi vive una seconda giovinezza e diventa grande, anzi, grandissima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Stando   ai dati di Immobiliare.it, se a livello totale il 16% di chi cerca  casa  richiede esplicitamente una cucina a isola, nella fascia medio  alta  questa percentuale arriva al 38% e il 14% di queste richieste  arriva  addirittura a specificarne la marca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Secondo   Carlo Giordano, ad di Immobiliare.it, “alla base di queste modifiche   risiedono ragioni economiche, ma sono intervenute anche variazioni di   carattere sociale; il numero crescente di single, la madre sempre più   spesso lavoratrice e, non ultima, la fame di spazi. Le cucine   tradizionali, ad esempio, resistono soprattutto nel Sud d’Italia mentre   al Nord la cucina assume spazi enormi e diventa oggetto di arredamento   vero e di design con l’Isola fuochi o i banconi all’americana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anche questi ultimi un must negli anni ’80”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Il   progresso tecnologico, anche se può sembrare strano, spesso rende   inutili alcuni ambienti. E’ stato così per lo studio, una stanza che   veniva usata fino agli anni ‘90 come luogo di lettura, di ascolto della   musica o di relax ma anche, per i professionisti soprattutto, come  luogo  dove svolgere parte dell’attività lavorativa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Questa   stanza, tipica delle case delle famiglie socialmente medio – alte, ha   avuto periodi di grande richiesta soprattutto negli anni ’80, ma oggi,   in un momento in cui, le connessioni wi-fi, la tecnologia e la sua   portabilità permettono di lavorare in qualsiasi stanza, è quasi del   tutto scomparsa dalle planimetrie italiane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Si   può dire che anche il ripostiglio abbia rappresentato una moda   immobiliare. Soprattutto al Nord aveva la funzione di lavanderia e dato   che era già presente la predisposizione per tutti gli attacchi   necessari, veniva ricavato sacrificando un pezzo della cucina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Nel   ripostiglio si stipava di tutto; non solo le cose necessarie alla   pulizia e al riordino della casa, ma anche valigie, giochi in disuso,   vestiti di carnevale o scatoloni con decorazioni natalizie e statuine   del presepe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Negli   anni a cavallo fra i ’90 e il 2000, però, la lavatrice esce dal   ripostiglio per entrare (sia pure con forme di design meno classiche)   nei bagni o, addirittura, nella cucina stessa, mentre scatoloni e   valigie prendono il volo e vengono stipati nei controsoffitti (la fame   di metri quadri è talmente grande che si comincia a pensare come   sfruttare i soffitti, e ci si riesce) o s’inabissano in cantine e garage   nelle parti comuni dei condomìni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Un’altra moda immobiliare (anche questa volta soprattutto femminile) è stata quella della cabina armadio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;In   questo caso (il periodo in cui si comincia a diffondere e la fine degli   anni ’90, per poi imporsi prepotentemente negli anni 2000 e resistere   tutt’oggi in molti contesti) non sempre è necessaria una stanza in più:   grazie a sistemi modulari che si adattano a ogni esigenza si possono   comporre soluzioni su misura che sfruttano le pareti al centimetro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Possono quindi bastare pochi metri quadrati per avere uno spazio per gli abiti (e le scarpe!) comodo e ben organizzato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;È   stata poi la volta dei secondi bagni ciechi (inconcepibili negli anni   ’60), ma oggi una vera e propria risorsa (anche per il venditore che può   vantare un secondo bagno, magari di soli 4 metri quadrati). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anche   qui non ci sono vie di mezzo e se il secondo bagno può essere cieco,   soprattutto nelle case di fascia medio alta, il primo diventa veramente   enorme con dimensioni spesso comprese fra i 12 e i 15 metri quadri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Ci sono poi delle mode che riguardano gli elementi di rifinitura; dai pavimenti alle pareti, dagli infissi ai soffitti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Partendo   dai pavimenti, fino agli anni ‘70 ogni stanza aveva un tipo di   piastrelle diverso da quello della stanza attigua, poi è stata la volta   delle moquette (oggi considerate il paradiso dell’acaro e dello sporco)   mentre ora viene usato quasi ovunque il parquet, ormai diffusissimo   persino negli uffici.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Analoga   considerazione può essere fatta per l’idea di soppalcare le stanze:   pochi decenni fa non era un’abitudine in uso, ma gli ambienti limitati e   le necessità di avere maggior spazio a disposizione senza potersi   permettere una casa più grande, ne ha diffuso la consuetudine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Non   solo si opera un abbassamento del soffitto dove collocare valigie e   oggetti di uso non frequente, ma si va a creare, dove un’altezza   adeguata lo permette, una vera e propria stanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Un’ultima nota va fatta riguardo alle pareti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Questo   è l’elemento della casa più assimilabile al suo vestito e quindi, più   influenzato dalla moda del momento: dalla tappezzeria che adornava le   pareti delle case fino agli anni 70, al monocolore dei decenni   successivi fino allo spugnato, lo stucco veneziano e le tinte trendy   proprie dei nostri tempi.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;(INDAGINE - 08/03/2011&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monitorimmobiliare.it/articolo.asp?id_articolo=5037"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;http://www.monitorimmobiliare.it/articolo.asp?id_articolo=5037&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AH_5KR-g8qg/TXdOOCoQs-I/AAAAAAAAFoY/MGMv5Tu6afA/s1600/mu_060311_11-940x613.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" 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Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTbJ8g_WRHI/AAAAAAAAFD0/GV2eGelpT3I/s72-c/01+Libreria+sfondo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-1769626067347088976</id><published>2011-01-14T17:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T18:00:40.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photosynth Cappella "Maison Neuve"</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://photosynth.net/embed.aspx?cid=e3987ff1-07a5-4e3a-b7fe-e5a59f5fff5e&amp;amp;delayLoad=true&amp;amp;slideShowPlaying=false" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mia prima prova in campo architettonico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ci si muove all'interno usando la rotella centrale del mouse per zoomare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cliccando sulle foto per spostarsi da una all'altra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-1769626067347088976?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/1769626067347088976/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=1769626067347088976' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBohPlMtkI/AAAAAAAAFDM/PB-FVYqTxok/s1600/donna_in_carriera_01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBohPlMtkI/AAAAAAAAFDM/PB-FVYqTxok/s1600/donna_in_carriera_01.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ogni tanto disegno qualche clipart. Le potete trovare qua: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.openclipart.org/user-detail/emilie.rollandin"&gt;http://www.openclipart.org/user-detail/emilie.rollandin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7546418209271186678?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7546418209271186678/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7546418209271186678' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7546418209271186678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7546418209271186678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/01/clipart.html' title='Clipart'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBohPlMtkI/AAAAAAAAFDM/PB-FVYqTxok/s72-c/donna_in_carriera_01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-1387655414275865079</id><published>2011-01-14T15:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:58:36.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuvola di punti "Cappella di Maison Neuve"</title><content type='html'>Con il metodo della Microsoft PhotoSynth ho creato la nuvola di punti della "Cappella di Maison Neuve".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBjdcrNLRI/AAAAAAAAFC8/ieCnkENqHJg/s1600/01_Nuvola_immagini_Maison_Neuve_Rollandin_Emilie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBjdcrNLRI/AAAAAAAAFC8/ieCnkENqHJg/s320/01_Nuvola_immagini_Maison_Neuve_Rollandin_Emilie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Il collage con le immagini e la possibilità di navigazione attraverso la loro collocazione spaziale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBjjIbmwaI/AAAAAAAAFDA/MHOt7KlfXog/s1600/02_Nuvola_Punti_Maison_Neuve_Frontale_Rollandin_Emilie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBjjIbmwaI/AAAAAAAAFDA/MHOt7KlfXog/s320/02_Nuvola_Punti_Maison_Neuve_Frontale_Rollandin_Emilie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La vista frontale della Cappella con la sola nuvola di punti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBjoJ-GIJI/AAAAAAAAFDE/DqPWRxMYNEc/s1600/02_Nuvola_Punti_Maison_Neuve_Rollandin_Emilie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBjoJ-GIJI/AAAAAAAAFDE/DqPWRxMYNEc/s320/02_Nuvola_Punti_Maison_Neuve_Rollandin_Emilie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La vista dall'alto della nuvola di punti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photosynth.net/view.aspx?cid=e3987ff1-07a5-4e3a-b7fe-e5a59f5fff5e"&gt;http://photosynth.net/view.aspx?cid=e3987ff1-07a5-4e3a-b7fe-e5a59f5fff5e&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-1387655414275865079?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/1387655414275865079/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=1387655414275865079' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/1387655414275865079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/1387655414275865079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/01/nuvola-di-punti-cappella-di-maison.html' title='Nuvola di punti &quot;Cappella di Maison Neuve&quot;'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TTBjdcrNLRI/AAAAAAAAFC8/ieCnkENqHJg/s72-c/01_Nuvola_immagini_Maison_Neuve_Rollandin_Emilie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8606791225168555539</id><published>2011-01-12T09:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:42:21.991+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastica e moda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TS1pJm66urI/AAAAAAAAFCw/beUSJSSRR9k/s1600/la+mia+altra+borsa....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TS1pJm66urI/AAAAAAAAFCw/beUSJSSRR9k/s320/la+mia+altra+borsa....jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Concordo pienamente sul divieto di usare ancora le borse di plastica! Ora cominceremo a portarci dietro le borse in tela e lo stile fa sempre il suo effetto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8606791225168555539?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8606791225168555539/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8606791225168555539' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8606791225168555539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8606791225168555539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/01/plastica-e-moda.html' title='Plastica e moda'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TS1pJm66urI/AAAAAAAAFCw/beUSJSSRR9k/s72-c/la+mia+altra+borsa....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8837657101092922357</id><published>2011-01-10T15:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:48:37.807+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Radici</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TSsZdO9U7ZI/AAAAAAAAFCo/ZJVmp8qYbEQ/s1600/JoshSommers31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TSsZdO9U7ZI/AAAAAAAAFCo/ZJVmp8qYbEQ/s320/JoshSommers31.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Le radici sono importanti per ogni persona, ma non devono bloccarci al suolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/mind-melting-photo"&gt;http://www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/mind-melting-photo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8837657101092922357?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8837657101092922357/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8837657101092922357' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8837657101092922357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8837657101092922357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2011/01/radici.html' title='Radici'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TSsZdO9U7ZI/AAAAAAAAFCo/ZJVmp8qYbEQ/s72-c/JoshSommers31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5614134561751081224</id><published>2010-10-01T16:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:18:57.377+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ognuno dovrebbe avere la casa in cui più si rispecchia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TKXs5LhwcOI/AAAAAAAAEag/h9kjtnQe4ec/s1600/juliane-eirich6.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TKXs5LhwcOI/AAAAAAAAEag/h9kjtnQe4ec/s320/juliane-eirich6.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Juliane Eirich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TKXtU_L5S3I/AAAAAAAAEak/vMLgmDtH3SY/s1600/Roland-Tamago-17-550x457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TKXtU_L5S3I/AAAAAAAAEak/vMLgmDtH3SY/s320/Roland-Tamago-17-550x457.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 id="post-title" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Roland Tamago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TKXtnCw9OCI/AAAAAAAAEao/_j1DsQxI9dw/s1600/Pantone-Hotel3-500x445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TKXtnCw9OCI/AAAAAAAAEao/_j1DsQxI9dw/s320/Pantone-Hotel3-500x445.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;designed by Olivier Hannaert &amp;amp; decorated by designer Michel Penneman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 id="post-title" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h4 id="post-75797"&gt;&lt;a href="http://designyoutrust.com/2010/10/01/juliane-eirich/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-5614134561751081224?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5614134561751081224/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5614134561751081224' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5614134561751081224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5614134561751081224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/10/ognuno-dovrebbe-avere-la-casa-in-cui.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TKXs5LhwcOI/AAAAAAAAEag/h9kjtnQe4ec/s72-c/juliane-eirich6.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3167706311983690020</id><published>2010-08-24T18:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T18:31:54.677+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Punti di vista e riflessioni sulla fotografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ribadisco che lo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scatto fotografico&lt;/span&gt; è la visione  di un solo occhio tra mille. Come ogni forma di rappresentazione  artistica è anche espressione. Il fotografo tende a trasporre ciò che  vede anche quando il suo intento è solo quello di renderne  testimonianza.Ogni fotografia rappresenta sempre  un'interpretazione della realtà: il punto di vista e l'emozione di chi  l'ha scattata in quel determinato momento e in quel determinato luogo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Detto questo, aspirerei a emozionarmi con fotografie che non siano i soliti cliché.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Il mondo è pieno di questi scatti:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;le maschere del carnevale di Venezia;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;un tramonto qualunque sul mare;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;il proprio gatto/bambino;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;la fidanzata/amica che ammicca con camicia bianca e cappello (bonus se e' visibile un battiscopa sullo sfondo);&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;la fidanzata/amica "gothic", con faccia incazzata, in una fabbrica abbandonata o sulle rotaie del treno;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;la donna incinta con le due mani che fanno il cuore sulla pancia;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;le imitazioni della ragazza afgana di Steve McCurry;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;le vacanze, ma in High Dynamic Range;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i barboni di schiena scattate con il 300mm, perche' da vicino potrebbero puzzare;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;la desaturazione selettiva, poi se l'elemento a colori sono gli occhi azzurri della fidanzata o la rosa rossa;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i rami spogli;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i piedi o l'ombra del fotografo/a;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;le macro di fiori senza nessun controllo dei bordi e della profondità di campo;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;la  fidanzata/amica al mare (bonus se al tramonto) spiaggiata sulla riva o  che immerge i capelli nell'acqua e poi tira indietro la testa facendo  quella specie di parabola sgocciolante;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;la foto del filtro rosso appoggiato sul libro che forma un cuore sulle pagine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Non pensate subito male. Tutti abbiamo fatto foto così!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se  il vostro intento è quello di pubblicarle su Facebook per mostrare agli  amici quanto vi siete divertiti al mare, allora, vanno benissimo. Se  invece mi chiedete un parere "professionale" (anche se non lo sono, a parte essere molto critica) non posso che essere senza scrupoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salvo  rari casi, è difficile tirar fuori dal mondo reale un'immagine stupenda  con un cliché. Esistono già mille esempi riusciti meglio del vostro (o  del mio) e con i quali faccio subito un paragone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3167706311983690020?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3167706311983690020/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3167706311983690020' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3167706311983690020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3167706311983690020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/08/punti-di-vista-e-riflessioni-sulla.html' title='Punti di vista e riflessioni sulla fotografia'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8028692173868855244</id><published>2010-07-20T12:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:48:40.831+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuova immagine :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TEV-4-GpgsI/AAAAAAAADn4/Xm9FCzCSZw0/s1600/Emilie_Rollandin_500px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TEV-4-GpgsI/AAAAAAAADn4/Xm9FCzCSZw0/s400/Emilie_Rollandin_500px.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495938437484217026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New ArtWork (Emilie Rollandin)&lt;br /&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/1796634015367785586-8028692173868855244?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8028692173868855244/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8028692173868855244' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8028692173868855244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8028692173868855244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/07/nuova-immagine.html' title='Nuova immagine :)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TEV-4-GpgsI/AAAAAAAADn4/Xm9FCzCSZw0/s72-c/Emilie_Rollandin_500px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7827230134780367405</id><published>2010-06-24T12:03:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:11:12.202+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrealismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hardware Psychoanalizing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMu1ROOQEI/AAAAAAAACQE/zB-ZcCaDl0U/s1600/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMu1ROOQEI/AAAAAAAACQE/zB-ZcCaDl0U/s400/30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486280263758397506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brainwash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMuevHjBQI/AAAAAAAACP8/zgSG_cECdaw/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMuevHjBQI/AAAAAAAACP8/zgSG_cECdaw/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486279876646470914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Idea fissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMtoSW_NoI/AAAAAAAACPs/o24CvR58_d4/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMtoSW_NoI/AAAAAAAACPs/o24CvR58_d4/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486278941213668994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMuM2z49fI/AAAAAAAACP0/NuBvzcVO7vE/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMuM2z49fI/AAAAAAAACP0/NuBvzcVO7vE/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486279569473861106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webdesigncore.com/2009/12/15/30-unusual-and-incredible-surreal-artworks/#more-797"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.webdesigncore.com/2009/12/15/30-unusual-and-incredible-surreal-artworks/#more-797&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/1796634015367785586-7827230134780367405?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7827230134780367405/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7827230134780367405' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7827230134780367405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7827230134780367405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/06/surrealismo.html' title='Surrealismo'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/TCMu1ROOQEI/AAAAAAAACQE/zB-ZcCaDl0U/s72-c/30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-4387193445952295272</id><published>2010-05-23T23:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:26:52.252+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piccoli architetti crescono</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S_mddl1QdMI/AAAAAAAACEw/4XoD8IbEF5I/s1600/blog01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S_mddl1QdMI/AAAAAAAACEw/4XoD8IbEF5I/s400/blog01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474579953742804162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://designyoutrust.com/2010/05/22/photography-by-linus-schneider/&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/1796634015367785586-4387193445952295272?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/4387193445952295272/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=4387193445952295272' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/4387193445952295272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/4387193445952295272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/05/piccoli-architetti-crescono.html' title='Piccoli architetti crescono'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S_mddl1QdMI/AAAAAAAACEw/4XoD8IbEF5I/s72-c/blog01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-2539814542598906929</id><published>2010-03-04T15:01:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T15:10:28.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>55 Manipulations by LSD s.r.l.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--ZONyJBI/AAAAAAAAB-0/5S7t7x_fluw/s1600-h/006mccann-sholl-piede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--ZONyJBI/AAAAAAAAB-0/5S7t7x_fluw/s400/006mccann-sholl-piede.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444779815036134418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--UyUwbWI/AAAAAAAAB-s/-FrzORFZUmw/s1600-h/005USA-bbdo+att+piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--UyUwbWI/AAAAAAAAB-s/-FrzORFZUmw/s400/005USA-bbdo+att+piano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444779738829712738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--RlX8O8I/AAAAAAAAB-k/_RHzvR-x1lA/s1600-h/004USA-bbdo+att+guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--RlX8O8I/AAAAAAAAB-k/_RHzvR-x1lA/s400/004USA-bbdo+att+guitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444779683813800898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--NmEudpI/AAAAAAAAB-c/hrhytzbxKyY/s1600-h/003webank-banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--NmEudpI/AAAAAAAAB-c/hrhytzbxKyY/s400/003webank-banana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444779615282165394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--KALlfDI/AAAAAAAAB-U/BUQ_tbZTor8/s1600-h/002squalo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--KALlfDI/AAAAAAAAB-U/BUQ_tbZTor8/s400/002squalo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444779553570782258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--HKCfhuI/AAAAAAAAB-M/UWvUMzYcyK0/s1600-h/001rasbagnino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--HKCfhuI/AAAAAAAAB-M/UWvUMzYcyK0/s400/001rasbagnino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444779504677390050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Veramente simpatiche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lsd.eu/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;http://www.lsd.eu/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2539814542598906929?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/2539814542598906929/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=2539814542598906929' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2539814542598906929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2539814542598906929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/03/55-manipulations-by-lsd-srl.html' title='55 Manipulations by LSD s.r.l.'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4--ZONyJBI/AAAAAAAAB-0/5S7t7x_fluw/s72-c/006mccann-sholl-piede.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3904611269065968837</id><published>2010-02-25T12:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:31:52.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizzazione Logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4ZflJEGW3I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/xuTu2kasasI/s1600-h/logo_Elmisworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4ZflJEGW3I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/xuTu2kasasI/s400/logo_Elmisworld.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442142291416734578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Realizzazione logo "Elmi's world"&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/1796634015367785586-3904611269065968837?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3904611269065968837/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3904611269065968837' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3904611269065968837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3904611269065968837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/02/realizzazione-logo.html' title='Realizzazione Logo'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S4ZflJEGW3I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/xuTu2kasasI/s72-c/logo_Elmisworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8713509289005017415</id><published>2010-02-19T15:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:09:38.674+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizzazione portale "Elmi's World"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36baqiP6YI/AAAAAAAAB7c/8pEngWwF9EM/s1600-h/Elmi%27s+World+-+Elmi%27s+World_1266587916199.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36baqiP6YI/AAAAAAAAB7c/8pEngWwF9EM/s400/Elmi%27s+World+-+Elmi%27s+World_1266587916199.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439956282306980226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizzazione portale web "Elmi's World"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elmisworld.it/"&gt;http://www.elmisworld.it/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1796634015367785586-8713509289005017415?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8713509289005017415/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8713509289005017415' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8713509289005017415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8713509289005017415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/02/realizzazione-portale-elmis-world.html' title='Realizzazione portale &quot;Elmi&apos;s World&quot;'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36baqiP6YI/AAAAAAAAB7c/8pEngWwF9EM/s72-c/Elmi%27s+World+-+Elmi%27s+World_1266587916199.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-443736494250565613</id><published>2010-02-19T15:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:05:50.407+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizzazione sito "Fiori e piante Paola e Bruna"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36agnLYSNI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/xyq-mY48bPI/s1600-h/Fiori+e+Piante+Paola+e+Bruna+-+Chi+siamo_1266587966713.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36agnLYSNI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/xyq-mY48bPI/s400/Fiori+e+Piante+Paola+e+Bruna+-+Chi+siamo_1266587966713.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439955284973340882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sito web del negozio di fiori e piante di Paola e Bruna Dagnes&lt;br /&gt;(Saint Vincent, Aosta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fioriepiantepaolaebruna.it/"&gt;http://www.fioriepiantepaolaebruna.it/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-443736494250565613?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/443736494250565613/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=443736494250565613' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/443736494250565613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/443736494250565613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/02/realizzazione-sito-web-fiori-e-piante.html' title='Realizzazione sito &quot;Fiori e piante Paola e Bruna&quot;'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36agnLYSNI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/xyq-mY48bPI/s72-c/Fiori+e+Piante+Paola+e+Bruna+-+Chi+siamo_1266587966713.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-4077833706290058886</id><published>2010-02-19T15:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:02:26.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizzazione sito web "Hotel Le Verger"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36ZwE2tiVI/AAAAAAAAB7E/cZC4DG8bUes/s1600-h/Hotel+Le+Verger+-+Home+%28IT%29_1266588001082.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36ZwE2tiVI/AAAAAAAAB7E/cZC4DG8bUes/s400/Hotel+Le+Verger+-+Home+%28IT%29_1266588001082.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439954451126126930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hotel Le Verger (Chatillon, Aosta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leverger.it/"&gt;http://www.leverger.it/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-4077833706290058886?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/4077833706290058886/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=4077833706290058886' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/4077833706290058886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/4077833706290058886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/02/realizzazione-sito-web-hotel-le-verger.html' title='Realizzazione sito web &quot;Hotel Le Verger&quot;'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S36ZwE2tiVI/AAAAAAAAB7E/cZC4DG8bUes/s72-c/Hotel+Le+Verger+-+Home+%28IT%29_1266588001082.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-6750641698469313135</id><published>2010-02-18T17:23:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:43:47.867+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Render PUD Valtournenche (Brengaz)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31p8ZUaKDI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/PsFe4vMivrw/s1600-h/04_render_bozza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31p8ZUaKDI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/PsFe4vMivrw/s400/04_render_bozza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439620411242981426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31p2nBex0I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/HOBAP_0UlBc/s1600-h/03_render_bozza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31p2nBex0I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/HOBAP_0UlBc/s400/03_render_bozza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439620311842473794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31pxknMWwI/AAAAAAAAB6I/Pgb6yrLDufc/s1600-h/02_render_bozza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31pxknMWwI/AAAAAAAAB6I/Pgb6yrLDufc/s400/02_render_bozza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439620225295997698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31prLzOZWI/AAAAAAAAB6A/9V34bQ75FWQ/s1600-h/01_render_bozza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31prLzOZWI/AAAAAAAAB6A/9V34bQ75FWQ/s400/01_render_bozza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439620115556361570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PUD Valtournenche (Brengaz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-6750641698469313135?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/6750641698469313135/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=6750641698469313135' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6750641698469313135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6750641698469313135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/02/pud-valtournenche-brengaz.html' title='Render PUD Valtournenche (Brengaz)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S31p8ZUaKDI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/PsFe4vMivrw/s72-c/04_render_bozza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5124494396736297800</id><published>2010-02-18T09:16:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:44:12.341+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Render Micro comunità di Pontey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z4jKQJCNI/AAAAAAAAB5k/AFiqhgCD7mQ/s1600-h/pontey01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z4jKQJCNI/AAAAAAAAB5k/AFiqhgCD7mQ/s400/pontey01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439495732887881938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z5MpGN83I/AAAAAAAAB50/GKZ3ikwjYQQ/s1600-h/pontey03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z5MpGN83I/AAAAAAAAB50/GKZ3ikwjYQQ/s400/pontey03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439496445542396786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z4-Gqe-3I/AAAAAAAAB5s/eQXw_zNltj4/s1600-h/pontey02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z4-Gqe-3I/AAAAAAAAB5s/eQXw_zNltj4/s400/pontey02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439496195781098354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z4OQl6_3I/AAAAAAAAB5c/POtbosvhMPw/s1600-h/corpo+esistente_e_nuovo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z4OQl6_3I/AAAAAAAAB5c/POtbosvhMPw/s400/corpo+esistente_e_nuovo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439495373812596594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preliminare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(in rosso l'edificio esistente e in giallo quello in progetto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1796634015367785586-5124494396736297800?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5124494396736297800/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5124494396736297800' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5124494396736297800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5124494396736297800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/02/micro-comunita-di-pontey.html' title='Render Micro comunità di Pontey'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z4jKQJCNI/AAAAAAAAB5k/AFiqhgCD7mQ/s72-c/pontey01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8382012857210613191</id><published>2010-02-18T08:51:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:44:26.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Render Micro comuntità di Perloz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z20Ais9tI/AAAAAAAAB5A/aY17KK3mWBw/s1600-h/perloz000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z20Ais9tI/AAAAAAAAB5A/aY17KK3mWBw/s400/perloz000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439493823315900114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z3Gjsi-hI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/5TuV2NzDVHw/s1600-h/perloz002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z3Gjsi-hI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/5TuV2NzDVHw/s400/perloz002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439494141990074898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3z29osqMfI/AAAAAAAAB5I/1EQJGuuPSvY/s1600-h/perloz001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3QenFj_VpI/AAAAAAAAB4k/890_sUyc3y4/s400/750321237209290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437004306999891602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tutorart.com/index.php/amazing-works-by-christopher-haines/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7720088399120585052?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7720088399120585052/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7720088399120585052' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7720088399120585052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7720088399120585052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2010/02/ho-voglia-di-una-partita-carte.html' title='Ho voglia di una partita a carte!'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/S3QenFj_VpI/AAAAAAAAB4k/890_sUyc3y4/s72-c/750321237209290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-883791599841603481</id><published>2009-12-01T16:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:11:16.159+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Decalogo dissuadente per architetti italiani in pectore</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Già nel 1767 l’architetto Teofilo Gallacini pubblicò un trattato sugli errori dei suoi colleghi, italiani e non solo, con lo scopo di aiutare una categoria di persone evidentemente propense all’errore, quella degli architetti appunto, a sbagliare meno. Da allora i colleghi del Gallacini non hanno certamente smesso di errare. Anzi, oggi gli errori degli architetti dilagano e si moltiplicano in ragione di un’endemica epidemia italica di architetti propensi all’errore. In effetti per diventare un buon architetto, specie se in Italia, occorre compiere una serie di scelte del tutto prive di senso, dieci veri e propri errori, o, per chi ci crede, dieci ex-voto dedicati alla dea architettura dispensatrice di fama ed immortalità. E soltanto una persona facile ad errare può decidere liberamente di percorrere una tale via crucis sino in fondo, sino a diventare un buon architetto italiano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per queste ragioni ho deciso di scrivere un breve decalogo, dedicato a te, giovane e meno giovane architetto in pectore, nella speranza di dissuaderti dall’intento di avvicinarti ancor di più ad una professione che, come vedrai, è dedita al martirio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errore Primo. Iscriversi alla facoltà di architettura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come noto il mercato dell’architettura in Italia è il più saturo del mondo. A contendersi una produzione edilizia asfittica e senza possibilità di crescita (in Italia non si costruisce anche perché tutto è già costruito) c’è un esercito di oltre 120.000 architetti: il rapporto con la popolazione residente viaggia su valori doppi rispetto a quelli delle medie europee. A ciò si aggiunge il fatto che in Italia gli architetti progettano solo il 16% di quel poco che si costruisce. Il restante 84% spetta a società d’ingegneria (con dentro qualche altro architetto), ingegneri, periti edili e geometri, figura professionale, quest’ultima, operante solo in Italia e in grazia del Regio Decreto n. 274 del febbraio 1929.&lt;br /&gt;Ciononostante, e con incomprensibile slancio, tu e qualche altro migliaio di matricole decidete di iscrivervi presso una delle proliferanti facoltà di Architettura italiane, topi sedotti da chissà quale pifferaio magico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errore Secondo. Perseverare fino al raggiungimento della laurea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il primo errore non è grave. Vi potresti porre rimedio facilmente decidendo di cambiare aria in fretta. D’altra parte non ti dovrebbe occorrere più di un semestre per capire che la strada imboccata è potenzialmente pericolosa: basterebbe considerare il fatto che l’ambizione media degli studenti più adulti è quella di diventare assistente universitario, ovvero, un ex-neo-laureato che non esce dall’università per restare nell’unico luogo dove poter continuare a fingere di fare l’architetto. Per fortuna la mortalità studentesca nelle facoltà d’architettura è tra le più alte. Ma tu, ahimè, sei bravo, e, nonostante tutto, ci credi. Decidi di perseverare nell’errore e nulla contano le difficoltà incontrate lungo il tragitto a cominciare dalle spese folli necessarie per sostenere gli esami: hai bisogno di un potente computer per disegnare, un congruo numero di costose riviste d’architettura per restare aggiornato e numerose stampe a colori, che costano un occhio della testa, da sottoporre alle revisioni distratte di professori ed assistenti. Ma tutto ciò sembra non contare per te. Spendi soldi, vai due o tre anni fuori corso, ma alla fine, con tenacia, ti laurei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errore Terzo. Iscriversi all’albo sostenendo l’esame di stato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con una laurea in architettura non puoi fare l’architetto. Non ancora, a meno di esercitare abusivamente la professione. Per fare l’architetto ti devi iscrivere all’Albo Professionale superando l’Esame di Stato. Sai che soltanto dopo avrai il timbro, il sigillo che dovrebbe garantire a te stesso, prima ancora che agli altri, d’essere un vero architetto. Non sai, e non saprai mai, a cosa serve l’ordine professionale, ma non ti importa. Senza comprendere la gravità dell’errore che stai commettendo, affronti a testa bassa quell’insensato strumento di controllo delle nascite che è l’Esame di Stato (fai un progetto in otto ore con riga, squadra e compasso!) e paghi la prima quota all’agognato club degli architetti col timbro. E’ così che si entra nel tunnel e si accede ad un mondo pieno di insidie dove errare è ancora più facile e necessario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errore Quarto. Fare tirocinio presso uno Studio Tecnico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora sei un architetto col timbro, ma sai che ciò non basta per lavorare. La concorrenza è spietata e tu devi dimostrare d’essere bravo. Ma, ahimè, pur di dimostrarlo sei disposto a fare follie, a cominciare dalla scelta del primo lavoro: “da qualche parte si deve pure iniziare”, pensi. E così vai a bottega presso lo Studio Tecnico di tuo zio che è disposto a farti fare esperienza: lavori come un matto facendo rilievi tra i rovi, nottate al CAD, code al catasto, fotocopie e rilegature di fascicoli. Guadagni con moderazione. Nel giro di un paio d’anni ti accorgi di tre cose: fai un lavoro molto diverso da quello che avevi immaginato all’università, l’agognato timbro non ti serve e tuo zio ti sfrutta, sottopagandoti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errore Quinto. Decidere di mettersi in proprio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ormai hai trent’anni e decidi di non poter fare più il garzone di bottega. Inoltre ci sono novelli architetti che a frotte spingono per venire a lavorare da tuo zio, sottopagati peggio di te. Fai spazio al nuovo che avanza, rinunci al tuo misero stipendio e provi a metterti in proprio: non lo sai ancora, ma hai appena deciso di non guadagnare nulla per i successivi tre anni. Nel frattempo progetti il bagno per tua cugina (figlia dell’altro zio), il salone per tua cugina e il corridoio di tua cugina. Apri una partita IVA ed affronti l’umiliante prova degli studi di settore: ora è ufficiale, non guadagni un cacchio. A questo punto, dopo ben cinque errori, c’è chi finalmente dice basta e rinuncia a diventare un bravo architetto giocandosi, in extremis, la carta del posto pubblico. Onore al merito a chi ci riesce. Ma per te che ancora ci credi i problemi sono appena cominciati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errore Sesto. Affrontare la prima pratica edilizia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai che per poterti esprimere come un vero architetto hai bisogno di confezionare una pratica edilizia attorno ai tuoi progetti di gloria. Sbagliando, in maniera clamorosa, decidi di affrontare la tua prima pratica e scopri, non senza iniziale sconcerto, che la normativa studiata all’università è completamente sorpassata, inutile. Hai necessità di aggiornarti e così comincia la tua avventura nella foresta incantata della normativa edilizia italiana: gigantesche leggi con ramificazioni che oscurano la vista, cammini procedurali che scompaiono dietro al tuo incedere incerto, sabbie mobili d’ufficio e poi sciami molesti di dichiarazioni, firme, timbri e marche da bollo. Ormai sei dentro e non puoi uscirne. Se ti fermi sei perduto. Navighi a vista e hai bisogno di aggiornarti continuamente. Smetti di acquistare riviste d’architettura e passi a manuali tecnici dal titolo:”Schema di contratto e Capitolato Speciale di appalto per i lavori edili e impiantistici”. Ti accorgi solo ora che i tuoi progetti non sono altro che l’ultima ed inutile cosa da fare per costruire un edificio in Italia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errore Settimo. Fare la direzione dei lavori&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente ci sei. Hai un Permesso a Costruire. Pronti via si va in cantiere. E sbagli ancora una volta. Ti presenti con caschetto, scarpe antinfortunistica, disto laser, cartellina, penne, matite e tesserino di riconoscimento, ma lasci tutto in macchina perché intuisci, appena in tempo, che ti avrebbero inutilmente complicato la vita: è la prima volta che metti piede in cantiere e temi che presentarsi con cappa e spada non passa aiutarti a dirigere i lavori con la dovuta autorità. Fai finta di sapere cosa stai facendo, ma si vede chiaramente che non lo sai e vieni preso per i fondelli da muratori, elettricisti, idraulici ed imbianchini che ne sanno molto più di te. La tua presunta professionalità si ridimensiona anche nel nome: diventi un architè. Ma ormai ci sei, devi ammettere la tua ignoranza conservando un minimo di dignità, essere sicuro di te anche nell’errore. Capisci che la direzione lavori si impara inghiottendo umiliazioni e pensi con rancore all’inutilità dei corsi universitari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errore Ottavo. Fare corsi di specializzazione&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai di non sapere e cerchi un rimedio. Ti iscrivi a corsi di specializzazione su sicurezza, certificazione acustica e certificazione energetica degli edifici. Errore tragico. Dopo aver speso tempo e soldi per frequentare i corsi, cominci a lavorare in funzione delle tue nuove specializzazioni. Finalmente guadagni qualcosa, ma non progetti più. Cerchi di smettere e non ci riesci. Ora ti chiamano e ti cercano, ma solo per produrre carta, certificati e dichiarazioni. Presto rimpiangi il tempo in cui provavi a fare l’architetto a gratis. Anzi, pur di tornare a fare l’architetto sei disposto a pagare, e allora ti iscrivi ad un Master Universitario e ti concedi una breve, ma costosa, vacanza dalla realtà professionale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errore Nono. Fondare uno studio associato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da solo non puoi farcela. Raccatti i tuoi compagni d’università e insieme decidete di fare squadra: “l’unione fa la forza”, pensate, e sbagliate. Scegliete con cura un nome per il vostro nuovo Studio Tecnico, un nome a metà tra quello di un gruppo rock e quello di un partito politico. Poi vi procurate licenze software open-source, un sito internet, biglietti da visita, una partita IVA ed ecco pronto l’ennesimo mini Studio Tecnico d’Italia pronto a fare qualsiasi cosa, dall’accatastamento all’aeroporto. Ora passi la metà del tempo a discutere su cosa fare con i tuoi nuovi compagni d’avventura e l’altra metà a fare le stesse cose che facevi prima da solo. Nella nuova famiglia gli zii e le cugine si moltiplicano, ma tu guadagni come prima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errore Decimo. Farsi pagare la parcella&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo anni di lavoro gratis, pagato con rimborsi spese ed acconticini, ti trovi, per la prima volta, a compilare una parcella vera. Ultimo ed inevitabile errore. Osservi con bramosia il totale che cresce, sommatoria di minimi tariffari una volta, forse, garantiti per legge e protetti dall’ordine. “Ora sì che si guadagna”, pensi, “la metà basta!”. L’illusione dura poco. Presto capisci che quella parcella non te la pagherà mai nessuno (è fuori mercato) e che la metà è troppo pure per tua cugina. Ridimensioni ampiamente le tue speranze ed emetti fattura, ti pagano dopo un anno a lavori ultimati. Nel frattempo anticipi l’IVA e continui inesorabilmente a pagare la rata di iscrizione all’ordine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A questo punto, oh giovane architetto in pectore, avrai fatto dieci errori e avrai circa quarant’anni. Ma, se ci crederai ancora, allora, forse, sarai diventato un buon architetto. Per esserne certo non ti serviranno ulteriori dichiarazioni o autocertificazioni: ti sarà sufficiente guardare in uno specchio e se scorgerai sopra al tuo capo una flebile aureola con su impresso un numero, quello di iscrizione all’ordine, allora avrai conquistato sul campo l’unico timbro necessario per essere un buon architetto in Italia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trovato su &lt;a href="http://forum.studenti.it/architettura/699746-faq-test-dammissione-9.html" target="_blank"&gt;forum.studenti.it&lt;/a&gt; in seguito al commento di un anonimo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-883791599841603481?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/883791599841603481/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=883791599841603481' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/883791599841603481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/883791599841603481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/12/decalogo-dissuadente-per-architetti.html' title='Decalogo dissuadente per architetti italiani in pectore'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-4367534565354747630</id><published>2009-11-27T17:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:11:14.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il codice deontologico</title><content type='html'>L'architettura si fonda su un insieme di valori etici ed estetici che ne formano la qualità e contribuisce, in larga misura, a determinare le condizioni di vita dell'uomo e non può essere ridotta a un mero fatto commerciale regolato solo da criteri quantitativi. L'opera di architettura, ed in genere le trasformazioni fisiche del territori, tendono a sopravvivere al loro ideatore, al loro costruttore, al loro proprietario e ai loro originari utenti. Per questi motivi sono di interesse generale e costituiscono un patrimonio della Comunità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tutela di questo interesse è uno degli scopi primari dell'opera progettuale e costituisce fondamento etico della professione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La società ha dunque interesse a garantire un contesto nel quale l'Architettura possa essere espressa al meglio, favorendo la formazione della coscienza civile dei suoi valori e la partecipazione dei cittadini alle decisioni concernenti i loro interessi; gli architetti, pianificatori, paesaggisti e conservatori iscritti alle diverse sezioni dell'albo hanno il dovere, nel rispetto dell'interesse presente e futuro della società, di attenersi al fondamento etico proprio della loro disciplina.&lt;br /&gt;Gli "atti progettuali" rispondono all'esigenza dei singoli cittadini e delle comunità di definire e migliorare il loro ambiente individuale, familiare e collettivo, di tutelare e valorizzare il patrimonio di risorse naturali, culturali ed economiche del territorio, adottando, nella realizzazione della singola opera e di ogni trasformazione fisica del territorio, le soluzioni tecniche e formali più adeguate ad assicurarne il massimo di qualità e durata, e il benessere fisico ed emozionale dei suoi utenti.&lt;br /&gt;Le norme di etica professionale che seguono sono l'emanazione di questo assunto fondamentale che appartiene alla formazione intellettuale di ogni professionista iscritto all'albo degli Architetti, Pianificatori, Paesaggisti e Conservatori, d'ora in avanti chiamato per brevità "iscritto".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRASCRIVO ALCUNI ARTICOLI SIGNIFICATIVI :&lt;br /&gt;........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art 8 - Per l'iscritto qualsiasi forma di libera e leale competizione si basa esclusivamente sulla qualità del suo lavoro nel rispetto dei diritti dei colleghi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 15 - L'iscritto nell'accettazione dell'incarico deve definire preventivamente ed esplicitamente con il committente, nel rispetto delle leggi vigenti e delle presenti norme, i contenuti e i termini della propria prestazione professionale e i relativi compensi. L’iscritto determina con il cliente il compenso professionale ai sensi dell’articolo 2233 del codice civile, fatto salvo quanto previsto dalle leggi speciali. L'iscritto deve rapportare alle sue effettive possibilità d'intervento ed ai mezzi di cui può disporre, la quantità e la qualità degli incarichi e deve rifiutare quelli che non può espletare con sufficiente cura e specifica competenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art.17- L'iscritto deve evitare ogni forma di accaparramento della clientela mediante espedienti di qualsiasi tipo contrari alla dignità professionale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art.18 - L'iscritto non deve subire passivamente la volontà del committente quando questa contrasti con la sua autonomia e con il suo prestigio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art.26 - L'iscritto, nell'espletamento delle varie fasi progettuali, è tenuto a produrre tutti gli elaborati necessari e sufficienti per la definizione o realizzazione dell'opera nei limiti di quanto stabilito dall'incarico. La carenza, l'imprecisione o l'indeterminatezza degli elaborati, anche se non contestate dal committente, costituiscono motivo di inadempienza deontologica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 29. - L'architetto che esegue per incarico di Pubbliche Amministrazioni strumenti urbanistici e loro varianti deve astenersi dal momento dell'incarico e fino alla loro approvazione definitiva dall'assumere incarichi privati di progettazione nell'area oggetto dello strumento urbanistico. Tale norma è estesa anche a quei professionisti che abbiano collaborato alla stesura del piano o che con il primo abbiano rapporti di collaborazione in atto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art.33 - I rapporti di collaborazione tra colleghi dovranno essere preventivamente concordati in modo che risulti, anche pubblicamente, il preciso apporto professionale di ciascuno e dovranno essere improntati alla massima lealtà, correttezza e chiarezza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art.34 - L'iscritto deve evitare ogni forma di illecita concorrenza nei riguardi dei colleghi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 35 - 1. L’informativa al cliente in ordine all’attività professionale è resa ai sensi delle disposizioni di cui al presente articolo.&lt;br /&gt;2. Spetta  al professionista assicurare l’informazione al cliente in ordine a:&lt;br /&gt;i dati personali: nomi; indirizzi; formazione; specializzazioni; pubblicistica; attività didattica, con indicazione del periodo e dell’istituto presso la quale è stata svolta;&lt;br /&gt;i dati dello studio: forma organizzativa, soci fondatori, composizione, addetti, sedi, orari;&lt;br /&gt;le aree di competenza specifica;&lt;br /&gt;le caratteristiche della prestazione o del servizio;&lt;br /&gt;i criteri di calcolo dell’onorario, con particolare riferimento al prezzo e ai costi complessivi della prestazione.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tale informativa può essere corredata da:&lt;br /&gt;fotografie: personali e dello studio;&lt;br /&gt;l’indicazione dell’attività professionale svolta: dati dei clienti privati e pubblici, ove da questi ultimi espressamente autorizzati; dati delle opere realizzate, anche con fotografia ove di pubblico dominio ovvero ove espressamente autorizzati dal cliente;&lt;br /&gt;l’indicazione della certificazione di qualità dello studio;&lt;br /&gt;l’indicazione della affiliazione a network professionali;&lt;br /&gt;premi e onorificenze e quant’altro relativo alla persona e allo studio limitatamente a ciò che attiene all’attività professionale esercitata.&lt;br /&gt;4. L’informativa è resa secondo correttezza e verità. In particolare e a mero titolo esemplificativo, il professionista è tenuto a:&lt;br /&gt;in caso di incarico congiunto, indicare le prestazioni professionali concretamente svolte;&lt;br /&gt;indicare i soli titoli professionali e accademici aventi valore legale;&lt;br /&gt;indicare i dati di soggetti terzi solo ove espressamente autorizzato;&lt;br /&gt;indicare le sole specializzazioni aventi valore legale;&lt;br /&gt;indicare il tipo di esperienza eventualmente maturata nelle aree di competenza: ruolo, natura, periodo e durata delle prestazioni svolte;&lt;br /&gt;indicare il soggetto affidatario dell’incarico professionale e, all’uopo, il regime di responsabilità della forma organizzativa con la quale svolge l’attività professionale.&lt;br /&gt;5. I mezzi attraverso i quali è resa l’informativa devono salvaguardare il decoro e il prestigio della professione. In linea di principio – e a mero titolo esemplificativo – sono da considerarsi tali:&lt;br /&gt;la carta da lettere, i biglietti da visita, le targhe;&lt;br /&gt;le brochure informative inviate a mezzo posta, anche informatica;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art.51 - L’iscritto che intende partecipare ad un concorso deve preventivamente assicurarsi che il relativo bando sia stato approvato dall'Ordine professionale o dal CNAPPC. L'iscritto che per diretto incarico dell'ente banditore ha predisposto la stesura del bando ed ha contribuito alla definizione del tema del concorso non può parteciparvi. La partecipazione ad un concorso, in qualità di concorrente o membro in giuria, per il quale sia stata emanata diffida dall'Ordine di appartenenza o dal CNAPPC non è consentita.&lt;br /&gt;.............................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogni tanto converrebbe rileggere questa norma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-4367534565354747630?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/4367534565354747630/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=4367534565354747630' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/4367534565354747630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/4367534565354747630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/11/il-codice-deontologico.html' title='Il codice deontologico'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-669904782184553552</id><published>2009-11-04T11:13:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:25:05.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Particolarita'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFWSWsq9nI/AAAAAAAABWA/nl4NFVEp7kg/s1600-h/12_Gehry+Building_Dusseldorf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFWSWsq9nI/AAAAAAAABWA/nl4NFVEp7kg/s400/12_Gehry+Building_Dusseldorf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400192301524514418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gehry Building (Dusseldorf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFWJYDJMtI/AAAAAAAABV4/tfLLZTmqSbM/s1600-h/11_Tenerife+Concert+Hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFWJYDJMtI/AAAAAAAABV4/tfLLZTmqSbM/s400/11_Tenerife+Concert+Hall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400192147268383442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenerife Concert Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFWAsI9NNI/AAAAAAAABVw/tDs0_-hUBL4/s1600-h/10_State+Department+for+Traffic_Tbilis_Georgia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFWAsI9NNI/AAAAAAAABVw/tDs0_-hUBL4/s400/10_State+Department+for+Traffic_Tbilis_Georgia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400191998042649810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;State Department for Traffic (Tbilis, Georgia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFVVraXjbI/AAAAAAAABVo/bbKlA2xulyk/s1600-h/09_Tempe+Municipal+Building_Tempe_Arizona_USA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFVVraXjbI/AAAAAAAABVo/bbKlA2xulyk/s400/09_Tempe+Municipal+Building_Tempe_Arizona_USA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400191259112869298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tempe Municipal Building (Tempe,  Arizona, USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFVNJGlGOI/AAAAAAAABVg/XWZrjdzVqyw/s1600-h/08_Nord+LB+building_Hannover_Germany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFVNJGlGOI/AAAAAAAABVg/XWZrjdzVqyw/s400/08_Nord+LB+building_Hannover_Germany.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400191112464111842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nord LB building (Hannover, Germany)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFVFTzB6gI/AAAAAAAABVY/g2cGWG_of-E/s1600-h/07_Edificio+Mirador_Madrid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFVFTzB6gI/AAAAAAAABVY/g2cGWG_of-E/s400/07_Edificio+Mirador_Madrid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400190977895950850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edificio Mirador (Madrid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFU6E6L0xI/AAAAAAAABVQ/PsAo1WPA7lE/s1600-h/06_Cubic+Houses_Rotterdam_Netherlands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFU6E6L0xI/AAAAAAAABVQ/PsAo1WPA7lE/s400/06_Cubic+Houses_Rotterdam_Netherlands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400190784920867602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cubic Houses (Rotterdam, Olanda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFUxj_iI3I/AAAAAAAABVI/_4wdOUiFzkQ/s1600-h/05_Wonderworks_Pigeon+Forge_USA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFUxj_iI3I/AAAAAAAABVI/_4wdOUiFzkQ/s400/05_Wonderworks_Pigeon+Forge_USA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400190638645977970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wonderworks Pigeon Forge (USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFUmsBkWcI/AAAAAAAABVA/kX9AM3cPIAU/s1600-h/04_Solar+Furnace+_Odeillo_France.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFUmsBkWcI/AAAAAAAABVA/kX9AM3cPIAU/s400/04_Solar+Furnace+_Odeillo_France.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400190451823434178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solar Furnace (Odeillo, France)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFUaynhPlI/AAAAAAAABU4/G7XIQ_GJ-II/s1600-h/03_Ripley+s+Believe+It+or+Not_Niagara+Falls_Ontario_Canada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFUaynhPlI/AAAAAAAABU4/G7XIQ_GJ-II/s400/03_Ripley+s+Believe+It+or+Not_Niagara+Falls_Ontario_Canada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400190247434796626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ripley's Believe It or Not (Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFUN7RuNaI/AAAAAAAABUw/iBDlte5_FKI/s1600-h/02_Erwin+Wurm_House+Attack_Viena_Austria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFUN7RuNaI/AAAAAAAABUw/iBDlte5_FKI/s400/02_Erwin+Wurm_House+Attack_Viena_Austria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400190026420991394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Erwin Wurm House Attack  (Viena, Austria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFT-4fdHuI/AAAAAAAABUo/QQcxsXIKqI8/s1600-h/01_Container+City_London.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFT-4fdHuI/AAAAAAAABUo/QQcxsXIKqI8/s400/01_Container+City_London.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400189767975247586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Container City (London)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rielaborazione di un idea di Giuseppe Contò&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1796634015367785586-669904782184553552?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SvFWSWsq9nI/AAAAAAAABWA/nl4NFVEp7kg/s72-c/12_Gehry+Building_Dusseldorf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8904736567920508026</id><published>2009-09-16T20:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:06:55.847+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Un giro d'emozione...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ritorno in azione,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Per un giro d'emozione,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In una vita che sogno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E che mi rende sostegno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un gesto fidato,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di un personaggio fatato,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unisce i destini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dei mondi vicini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il sentimento è lo stesso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E' quello che provo più spesso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un alito di vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Che assieme a te, sento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sguardo sincero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sguardo vero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pelle bagnata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dal tempo non asciugata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ti rincorro giorno e notte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spostando le lancette a mezzanotte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Affretto il tempo che sarà,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Per vivere una nostra realtà...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pensami più emozionante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di un cuore pulsante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Che batte, ribatte fino al traguardo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quale destino gagliardo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tua Emilie&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/1796634015367785586-8904736567920508026?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8904736567920508026/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8904736567920508026' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8904736567920508026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8904736567920508026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-giro-demozione.html' title='...Un giro d&apos;emozione...'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-2317394448851514407</id><published>2009-09-12T01:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:11:41.928+02:00</updated><title type='text'>dormo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_item" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.pixelpipe.com/15addf00-deea-491c-a4c7-117c5910a145_b.jpg" style="max-width: 100%;" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;eheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2317394448851514407?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3388546242184025391</id><published>2009-07-31T16:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:57:34.959+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea per le scale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SnMGOHPXuBI/AAAAAAAABI0/C2Yqo1N2uI4/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SnMGOHPXuBI/AAAAAAAABI0/C2Yqo1N2uI4/s400/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364638420659845138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Altre idee su:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://illusion.scene360.com/"&gt;http://illusion.scene360.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3388546242184025391?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3388546242184025391/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3388546242184025391' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3388546242184025391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3388546242184025391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/07/idea-per-le-scale.html' title='Idea per le scale'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SnMGOHPXuBI/AAAAAAAABI0/C2Yqo1N2uI4/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8514646951505933075</id><published>2009-07-31T16:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:50:22.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piscina simpatica!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SnMEeLhnZII/AAAAAAAABIs/p9zG8LN_IQU/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SnMEeLhnZII/AAAAAAAABIs/p9zG8LN_IQU/s400/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364636497664763010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 21st Century Museum of Contemporary Art is located in the center of Kanazawa, one of the nation’s historical centers, on the north coast of Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Altre foto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/search/?q=21st+Century+Museum+Kanazawa&amp;amp;s=int"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/search/?q=21st+Century+Museum+Kanazawa&amp;amp;s=int&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8514646951505933075?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SnMEeLhnZII/AAAAAAAABIs/p9zG8LN_IQU/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-1632961847898214369</id><published>2009-07-17T15:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:32:19.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos'è l'Architettura?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ecco alcune definizioni "famose":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) L'Architettura è una scienza, che è adornata di molte cognizioni, e colla quale si regolano tutti i lavori, che si fanno in ogni arte. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Vitruvio, 30 a.C. circa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Architettore chiamerò io colui, il quale saprà con certa, e maravigliosa ragione, e regola, sì con la mente, e con lo animo divisare; sì con la opera recare a fine tutte quelle cose, le quali mediante movimenti dei pesi, congiungimenti, e ammassamenti di corpi, si possono con gran dignità accomodare benissimo all'uso de gli homini. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(L. B. Alberti, 1450)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Cos'è l'Architettura? La definirò io, con Vitruvio, l'arte del costruire? Certamente no. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(E. L. Boullée, 1780)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) L'Architettura è l'arte di fabbricare. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(F. Milizia, 1781)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) L'Architettura è l'arte di disporre e di adornare gli edifici, innalzati dall'uomo per qualsivoglia scopo, in modo che la loro semplice vista possa contribuire alla sanità, alla forza, al godimento dello spirito. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(J. Ruskin, 1854)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Il mio concetto di Architettura abbraccia l'intero ambiente della vita umana; non possiamo sottrarci all'architettura, finché facciamo parte della civiltà, poiché essa rappresenta l'insieme delle modifiche e delle alterazioni operate sulla superficie terrestre, in vista delle necessità umane, eccettuato il puro deserto. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(W. Morris, 1881)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Se in un bosco troviamo un tumulo lungo sei piedi e largo tre, disposto con la pala a forma di piramide, ci facciamo seri e qualcosa dice dentro di noi: qui è sepolto un uomo. Questa è Architettura. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A. Loos, 1910)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) L'Architettura è il gioco sapiente, rigoroso e magnifico dei volumi nella luce. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Le Corbusier, 1923)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Chiarezza costruttiva portata alla sua espressione esatta. Questo è ciò che io chiamo Architettura. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(L. Mies van der Rohe, 1925)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) L'Architettura è troppo importante per essere lasciata agli architetti. (G. De Carlo, 1969)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) L'Architettura è la più antica professione sulla terra, l'arte del costruire, ma anche l'arte di rappresentare le cose. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(R. Piano, 2007)&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/1796634015367785586-1632961847898214369?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/1632961847898214369/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=1632961847898214369' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/1632961847898214369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/1632961847898214369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/07/cose-larchitettura.html' title='Cos&apos;è l&apos;Architettura?'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5942689293153961883</id><published>2009-07-16T11:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:33:35.334+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Psicologia femminile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/Sl7zt9T_sMI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3qXL3sEVK84/s1600-h/Psicologia_femminile_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/Sl7zt9T_sMI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3qXL3sEVK84/s400/Psicologia_femminile_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358988577495560386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clicca sull'immagine per ingrandirla&lt;/span&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/1796634015367785586-5942689293153961883?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5942689293153961883/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5942689293153961883' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5942689293153961883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5942689293153961883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/07/psicologia-femminile.html' title='Psicologia femminile'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/Sl7zt9T_sMI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3qXL3sEVK84/s72-c/Psicologia_femminile_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-6806092932100750510</id><published>2009-07-15T11:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:42:28.125+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brucare è passato di moda?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/Sl2kXpc4w4I/AAAAAAAAA7c/BDu52NeMqOs/s1600-h/00vikingsheep_emilie_rollandin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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font-style: italic;"&gt;Sovente la voglia di farmi accarezzare,&lt;br /&gt;Cresce in me, prendendo la forma,&lt;br /&gt;Di infiniti aliti di vento,&lt;br /&gt;Che solleticando il mio corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Ne confondono i sensi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sovente sento le tue labbra,&lt;br /&gt;In contatto con le mie,&lt;br /&gt;Che scendono languidamente,&lt;br /&gt;Su tutto il mio corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Tracciandone ogni contorno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sovente sento la tua carne,&lt;br /&gt;Che a me si pone accattivante,&lt;br /&gt;La mia che a te si dona,&lt;br /&gt;Unite da sincronie sensuali,&lt;br /&gt;Fondono in istanti di piacere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sovente ho brividi&lt;br /&gt;Capaci di risalire,&lt;br /&gt;Il filo della schiena,&lt;br /&gt;Arrivando fino a placare la mia passione,&lt;br /&gt;Che con assenze di sospiri si placa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per te, amore mio, tua Emilie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7977786663994868566?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7977786663994868566/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7977786663994868566' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7977786663994868566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7977786663994868566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/07/sovente.html' title='...Sovente...'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-6682633003420134625</id><published>2009-07-14T12:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:55:40.582+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastica... 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7777587687683329792</id><published>2009-07-09T17:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:48:22.971+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase del giorno</title><content type='html'>Puoi comprare il mio tempo, ma non la mia mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(parole dette da Michelangelo Buonarroti a papa Giulio II in riferimento a un opera d'arte da lui commissionata)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7777587687683329792?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7777587687683329792/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-6570851921218390491</id><published>2009-07-09T17:38:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:38:31.762+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La giornata dei colmi...</title><content type='html'>Qual è il colmo per un giudice? - Chiamarsi Grazia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il colmo per una "retta"? - Avere una giornata storta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un ago? - Essere in vena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un militare? - Restare solo in compagnia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per una balena? - Fare tutto in un baleno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un'ape? - Andare a Mosca con la vespa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapete qual è il colmo per un tappo? - Restare imbottigliato nel traffico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un elettricista? - Andare contro corrente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un tappezziere? - Avere una figlia poltrona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo della siccità? - Un albero che rincorre un cane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per il sole? - Alzarsi con la luna di traverso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un drago? - Avere la gola infiammata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un vigile del fuoco? - Sposare una vecchia fiamma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per una prostituta? - Venire dal Bengodi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per una violoncellista? - Essere giù di corda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapete qual è il colmo per un notaio? - Usare i cerini per accendere un'ipoteca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo di un orologiaio? - Avere la figlia sveglia che fà la squillo in un albergo ad ore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per uno gnomo? - Fare passi da gigante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per uno scienziato che non sa nuotare? - Avere un mare di idee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il colmo dell'ignoranza? - Credere che Ferdinando sia un gerundio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un portiere di calcio? - Fare una gita fuori porta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un professore di educazione fisica? - Fare salti mortali per trovare un posto di lavoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapete qual è il colmo per un macellaio? - Parlare con un filetto di voce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai qual'è il colmo per un elettricista? - Avere una presa per il culo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo volete sapere qual è il colmo per un barbiere? - Perdere il treno per un pelo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un musicista? - Avere una moglie... suonata!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per Polifemo? - Dare un occhio ai figli mentre la moglie va a fare la spesa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un per un pescatore? - Farsi le canne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un proprietario d'albergo? - Andare in pensione...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un attore porno-gay? - Non riuscire a entrare nel personaggio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual è il colmo per un tennista? - Ridere sempre alle battute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-6570851921218390491?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/6570851921218390491/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=6570851921218390491' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6570851921218390491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SkOIPo3EohI/AAAAAAAAA6U/TlgaEWAC2vQ/s1600-h/ghost-housejpg-480x589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SkOIPo3EohI/AAAAAAAAA6U/TlgaEWAC2vQ/s400/ghost-housejpg-480x589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351270584494105106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stampe...&lt;br /&gt;http://www.marcusbuck.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3133285075615568441?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3133285075615568441/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3133285075615568441' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-1081831237806264556</id><published>2009-06-24T11:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:54:42.655+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Abiti vecchi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abito del presente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi svesto del passato,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tolgo quelli sgualciti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Macchiati dall'abitudine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E dal tempo che passa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi rivesto di abiti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quelli con colori sgargianti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Con tasche piene di sogni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Che profumano di domani,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Per respirare un po' di futuro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Metto vecchie foto in soffitta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quelle che fanno male,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tolgo la muffa dai ricordi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poi volto pagina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E mi godo il presente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emilie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-1081831237806264556?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3001483145202216837</id><published>2009-06-09T16:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:30:33.100+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Mi stavo innamorando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi stavo innamorando di parole,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Persone che conoscevo solo come voce,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frammenti che come bagliori,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resero visibile, l'invisibile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi stavo innamorando domandando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Senza cercare risposte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lasciandole all'orizzonte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A confondersi con altri misteri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi stavo innamorando di apparenze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di un respiro più lungo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fino ad amare ombre di passioni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Che mai avrei catturato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi stavo innamorando di malinconia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diventata calda e soave come un sogno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma pericolosa di languida vaghezza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A cui il mio cuore non era abituato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ora amo anche i silenzi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quelli che servono a riconoscere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le vere persone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quelle che sono poesia nella nostra vita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emilie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3001483145202216837?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3001483145202216837/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3001483145202216837' title='0 Commenti'/><link 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un'amicizia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ho impiegato anni,&lt;br /&gt;Una vita, a comprendere,&lt;br /&gt;Il senso dell'Amicizia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quell'amicizia che niente pretende,&lt;br /&gt;Che la sua presenza scalda,&lt;br /&gt;Che la sua assenza rende vuoti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho atteso anni,&lt;br /&gt;Senza sapere cosa attendevo,&lt;br /&gt;La fortuna degli incontri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ora so di vivere,&lt;br /&gt;Quell'intensità in cui,&lt;br /&gt;Ogni sfumatura ha un senso in più...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilie&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/1796634015367785586-7886858606476715844?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7886858606476715844/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7886858606476715844' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7886858606476715844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7886858606476715844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-nascita-di-unamicizia.html' title='...La nascita di un&apos;amicizia...'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7137983921500186672</id><published>2009-05-29T12:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:43:13.958+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Amicizie finite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laddove si ferma la ragione,&lt;br /&gt;Dove ogni speranza perde la meta,&lt;br /&gt;Dove anche ogni dolore cessa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laddove il tempo non ha senso,&lt;br /&gt;Dove ogni cosa pare un impegno pesante,&lt;br /&gt;Dove il giorno diventa solo notte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laddove tutto diventa torbido,&lt;br /&gt;Dove le carezze sono diventate spine,&lt;br /&gt;Scriviamo la parole fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilie&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/1796634015367785586-7137983921500186672?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7137983921500186672/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7137983921500186672' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7137983921500186672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7137983921500186672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/05/amicizie-finite.html' title='...Amicizie finite...'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5708628928526825163</id><published>2009-05-18T17:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:01:11.413+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aforisma del giorno</title><content type='html'>Un complimento è qualcosa che ti viene detto in faccia, ma che nessuno direbbe mai alle tue spalle.   (Mark Twain)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-5708628928526825163?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5708628928526825163/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5708628928526825163' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5708628928526825163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5708628928526825163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/05/aforisma-del-giorno.html' title='Aforisma del giorno'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-2351303732823733367</id><published>2009-05-18T15:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:49:44.217+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'Italia</title><content type='html'>Ecco come viene vista l'Italia dalle maggiori testate giornalistiche estere...&lt;br /&gt;Tenendo conto la libertà di informazione italiana forse è il caso di leggere qualcosa dall'estero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buona lettura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://italiadallestero.info"&gt;http://italiadallestero.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2351303732823733367?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/2351303732823733367/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=2351303732823733367' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2351303732823733367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2351303732823733367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/05/litalia.html' title='L&apos;Italia'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-6490077743880291422</id><published>2009-05-18T12:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:37:14.762+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi dicevano che...</title><content type='html'>Per stare tranquilli bisogna avere un amico medico, un amico avvocato ed un amico commercialista. Al giorno d'oggi, ci vuole anche l'amico informatico...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-6490077743880291422?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/6490077743880291422/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=6490077743880291422' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6490077743880291422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6490077743880291422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/05/mi-dicevano-che.html' title='Mi dicevano che...'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8298289042297838757</id><published>2009-04-09T12:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:10:11.818+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi sento un po' cosi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/Sd3JFdN9aUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/8D4jYh0CXd8/s1600-h/volo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/Sd3JFdN9aUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/8D4jYh0CXd8/s400/volo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322631430201502018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi sento un po' strana come eroina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diskursdisko.de/2009/04/jan-von-holleben-dreams-flying/"&gt;http://www.diskursdisko.de&lt;/a&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/1796634015367785586-8298289042297838757?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8298289042297838757/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8298289042297838757' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8298289042297838757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8298289042297838757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/04/mi-sento-un-po-cosi.html' title='Mi sento un po&apos; cosi...'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/Sd3JFdN9aUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/8D4jYh0CXd8/s72-c/volo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7818796659727357185</id><published>2009-04-08T17:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:51:51.665+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SdzH6x7-EMI/AAAAAAAAASs/tbhOQjzeb04/s1600-h/IMG_6451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SdzH6x7-EMI/AAAAAAAAASs/tbhOQjzeb04/s400/IMG_6451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322348672296292546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SdzHlQWzEyI/AAAAAAAAASk/x-eBPkQgrYA/s1600-h/IMG_6458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SdzHlQWzEyI/AAAAAAAAASk/x-eBPkQgrYA/s400/IMG_6458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322348302504760098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 aprile 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Una settimana assieme...&lt;/span&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/1796634015367785586-7818796659727357185?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7818796659727357185/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7818796659727357185' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7818796659727357185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7818796659727357185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/04/una-settimana-assieme.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SdzH6x7-EMI/AAAAAAAAASs/tbhOQjzeb04/s72-c/IMG_6451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8935826714702738854</id><published>2009-03-30T17:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:08:18.905+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pronte... via!</title><content type='html'>Ecco dopo una settimana di lavoro separate siamo pronte ai blocchi di partenza... Non c'è la tensione di una gara, ma solo il piacere di "gareggiare" assieme!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8935826714702738854?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8935826714702738854/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8935826714702738854' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8935826714702738854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8935826714702738854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/03/pronte-via.html' title='Pronte... via!'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5798735555667486816</id><published>2009-03-24T15:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:53:22.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'>23 marzo 2009</title><content type='html'>Dopo 1322 km... Iniziamo una vita assieme!!&lt;br /&gt;Ti Amo con tutta me stessa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-5798735555667486816?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5798735555667486816/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5798735555667486816' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5798735555667486816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5798735555667486816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/03/23-marzo-2009.html' title='23 marzo 2009'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7910717487855184155</id><published>2009-02-19T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:48:18.444+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Giovedì scorso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SZ043xNNJjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J1lB4k1-RjA/s1600-h/IMG_6205b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SZ043xNNJjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J1lB4k1-RjA/s400/IMG_6205b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304458466864997938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.02.2009 - Saint-Vincent&lt;br /&gt;Dal mio cavaliere mascherato... t.t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7910717487855184155?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7910717487855184155/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7910717487855184155' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7910717487855184155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7910717487855184155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/02/giovedi-scorso.html' title='Giovedì scorso...'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SZ043xNNJjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J1lB4k1-RjA/s72-c/IMG_6205b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-2645070224686665523</id><published>2009-02-19T10:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:57:04.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chatillon - 19.02.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SZ0p0GHhTJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/b901q_Ut-pI/s1600-h/IMG_6279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SZ0p0GHhTJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/b901q_Ut-pI/s400/IMG_6279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304441911084403858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mattinata fredda ma con il sole! Sveglia presto ma dormito bene...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2645070224686665523?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/2645070224686665523/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=2645070224686665523' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2645070224686665523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2645070224686665523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/02/chatillon-19032009.html' title='Chatillon - 19.02.2009'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SZ0p0GHhTJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/b901q_Ut-pI/s72-c/IMG_6279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3400268603609289717</id><published>2009-01-14T16:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:59:17.174+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Giornate stupende</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SW4LssX-XWI/AAAAAAAAALw/98DBmj2iTH8/s1600-h/CIMG3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SW4LssX-XWI/AAAAAAAAALw/98DBmj2iTH8/s400/CIMG3949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291179474660777314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grazie delle giornate meravigliose passate assieme&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/1796634015367785586-3400268603609289717?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3400268603609289717/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3400268603609289717' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3400268603609289717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3400268603609289717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/01/giornate-stupende.html' title='Giornate stupende'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SW4LssX-XWI/AAAAAAAAALw/98DBmj2iTH8/s72-c/CIMG3949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3882153129029119346</id><published>2009-01-08T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:55:46.251+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SWYh5NiDLCI/AAAAAAAAALo/LRvVAdM0mNU/s1600-h/foto_25_12_2008_n_+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SWYh5NiDLCI/AAAAAAAAALo/LRvVAdM0mNU/s400/foto_25_12_2008_n_+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288952079161961506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiki cresce!!!! è andata in calore la prima volta... povera!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3882153129029119346?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3882153129029119346/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3882153129029119346' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3882153129029119346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3882153129029119346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2009/01/kiki.html' title='Kiki'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SWYh5NiDLCI/AAAAAAAAALo/LRvVAdM0mNU/s72-c/foto_25_12_2008_n_+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8460929776166675130</id><published>2008-12-18T10:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:47:59.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stelle</title><content type='html'>Mi è stato detto che in 29 sarò in mezzo alle stelle... Non vedo l'ora... Grazie Amore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8460929776166675130?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8460929776166675130/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8460929776166675130' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8460929776166675130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8460929776166675130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2008/12/stelle.html' title='Stelle'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8789168834677533545</id><published>2008-11-07T12:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:01.689+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SRQixfxrMoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EypEpIhKBAY/s1600-h/image-thumb.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SRQixfxrMoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EypEpIhKBAY/s400/image-thumb.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265872098041737858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E' sempre un bene pensare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.ranjitgrewal.com/&lt;/span&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/1796634015367785586-8789168834677533545?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8789168834677533545/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8789168834677533545' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8789168834677533545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8789168834677533545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2008/11/e-sempre-un-bene-pensare-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SRQixfxrMoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EypEpIhKBAY/s72-c/image-thumb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-1294383088764565217</id><published>2008-10-28T10:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:33:48.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensieri della settimana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/00/Charlie_Chaplin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 321px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/00/Charlie_Chaplin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberare i nostri pensieri.&lt;br /&gt;Liberare i nostri sogni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Charlie Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti criticheranno sempre, parleranno male di te e sarà difficile che incontri qualcuno al quale tu possa piacere cosi come sei! Quindi vivi, fai quello che ti dice il cuore, la vita è come un opera di teatro, che non ha prove iniziali: canta, balla, ridi e vivi intensamente ogni giorno della tua vita prima che l'opera finisca senza applausi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Charlie Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensiamo troppo e sentiamo troppo poco. Più che di macchine abbiamo bisogno di umanità. Più che di intelligenza abbiamo bisogno di dolcezza e bontà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Charlie Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-1294383088764565217?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/1294383088764565217/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=1294383088764565217' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/1294383088764565217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/1294383088764565217'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-6509920167047508709</id><published>2008-10-09T16:21:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:24:08.244+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribunale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SO4T3Ax9xJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ocIVoEMGde8/s1600-h/Goya_Tribunal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SO4T3Ax9xJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/ocIVoEMGde8/s400/Goya_Tribunal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255159651011249298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/1819" title="1819"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goya: "Il tribunale dell'Inquisizione, 1812-1819&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domani vado in tribunale!!! finalmente!!!&lt;br /&gt;e speriamo ci mettano poco a darmi la sentenza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incrocio le dita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-6509920167047508709?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/6509920167047508709/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=6509920167047508709' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6509920167047508709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Per piangere servono 66 muscoli,&lt;br /&gt;per ridere 19. &lt;br /&gt;Allora,fai economia! &lt;br /&gt;Sorridi e dì queste parole a chi non vorresti mai veder piangere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un pensiero per la mia manzetta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E' un spasso qs ragassuola!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-6058294458789709085?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/6058294458789709085/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=6058294458789709085' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6058294458789709085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6058294458789709085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2008/10/da-telraa.html' title='da Telraa'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8070297052778850004</id><published>2008-10-08T10:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:25:42.459+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oggi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SOxwzx4bR9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/NBdjak8uW4s/s1600-h/1980marzolamiaanatraqw9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SOxwzx4bR9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/NBdjak8uW4s/s400/1980marzolamiaanatraqw9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254698900100171730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuvoloso oggi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi mando una mia foto da piccola!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(marzo 1980)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8070297052778850004?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8070297052778850004/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8070297052778850004' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8070297052778850004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8070297052778850004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2008/10/oggi.html' title='Oggi'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjVv2icwekw/SOxwzx4bR9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/NBdjak8uW4s/s72-c/1980marzolamiaanatraqw9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3488816554534534021</id><published>2008-10-07T12:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:39:23.813+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eccomi</title><content type='html'>Rieccomi sul mio blog...&lt;br /&gt;mi ero persa un momento perché sono finita sul mondo di netlog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma prometto di aggiornarlo più sovente ora!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao a tutti&lt;br /&gt;Emilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3488816554534534021?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3488816554534534021/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3488816554534534021' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3488816554534534021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3488816554534534021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2008/10/eccomi.html' title='Eccomi'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5567915061853671666</id><published>2007-09-18T15:01:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T15:01:46.842+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti voglio bene (da Stefania 11 settembre 2007)</title><content type='html'>Ti voglio bene&lt;br /&gt;Ti voglio bene non solo per quello che sei, ma per quello che sono io quando sto con te.&lt;br /&gt;Ti voglio bene non solo per quello che hai fatto di te stesso, ma per ciò che stai facendo di me.&lt;br /&gt;Ti voglio bene perché tu hai fatto più di quanto abbia fatto qualsiasi fede per rendermi migliore,&lt;br /&gt;e più di quanto abbia fatto qualsiasi destino per rendermi felice.&lt;br /&gt;L'hai fatto senza un tocco, senza una parola, senza un cenno.&lt;br /&gt;L'hai fatto essendo te stesso.&lt;br /&gt;Forse, dopo tutto, questo vuol dire essere un amico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-5567915061853671666?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5567915061853671666/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5567915061853671666' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5567915061853671666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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fai,&lt;br /&gt;E l’allegria di sentirti,&lt;br /&gt;Di averti accanto più che mai!&lt;br /&gt;E adesso siamo noi,&lt;br /&gt;Noi due..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tua Emilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7292370258358669887?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7292370258358669887/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7292370258358669887' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7292370258358669887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7292370258358669887'/><link 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strada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 100px; margin-top: -20px;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700; color: rgb(149, 168, 161);font-family:Tempus Sans ITC;font-size:20;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2879413038608747176?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/2879413038608747176/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=2879413038608747176' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2879413038608747176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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(27 agosto 2007 23h46)</title><content type='html'>Nella stanza buia,&lt;br /&gt;il tuo respiro calmo e profondo,&lt;br /&gt;ascolto silenziosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il tuo viso dolce e rilassato,&lt;br /&gt;e le tue labbra socchiuse,&lt;br /&gt;guardo rapita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chissà quali sono i tuoi sogni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il mio braccio ti cinge la vita,&lt;br /&gt;mentre leggermente poggio,&lt;br /&gt;la testa sul tuo petto,&lt;br /&gt;per ascoltare il tuo cuore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi addormento,&lt;br /&gt;cullata dal tuo battito,&lt;br /&gt;che alla mia vicinanza,&lt;br /&gt;accelera delicatamente,&lt;br /&gt;come se mi avesse avvertita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notte Amore mio, tua Emilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-5045022299821091346?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5045022299821091346/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5045022299821091346' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5045022299821091346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5045022299821091346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/notte-piccola-27-agosto-2007-23h46.html' title='Notte piccola... 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(25 agosto 2007)</title><content type='html'>Lancio uno sguardo,&lt;br /&gt;alla luna di questa notte,&lt;br /&gt;limpida e illuminata.&lt;br /&gt;Dalle montagne,&lt;br /&gt;un vento fresco,&lt;br /&gt;mi accarezza le labbra,&lt;br /&gt;che tu oggi hai baciato.&lt;br /&gt;Sotto il cielo stellato,&lt;br /&gt;grido ''Ti Amo'',&lt;br /&gt;che il vento ti porta lontano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi che sente la tua mancanza!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7266290464969574935?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7266290464969574935/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7266290464969574935' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7266290464969574935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7266290464969574935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/un-grido-lontano-25-agosto-2007.html' title='Un grido lontano... 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(26 agosto 2007 22h37)</title><content type='html'>Non inseguire mai un sogno,&lt;br /&gt;vivilo in ogni parte,&lt;br /&gt;accertati che sia tuo,&lt;br /&gt;spostati al suo interno,&lt;br /&gt;cattura il suo essere,&lt;br /&gt;fallo tuo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distingui dal bene e dal male,&lt;br /&gt;credi in te prima di volerne uno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dai al tuo cuore l'importanza che merita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi un sogno,&lt;br /&gt;perché se lo insegui,&lt;br /&gt;non ti è mai appartenuto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua Emy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A Stefi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-6536829100097728371?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/6536829100097728371/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=6536829100097728371' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6536829100097728371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6536829100097728371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/un-sogno-26-agosto-2007-22h37.html' title='Un sogno... 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(20 agosto 2007 22h39)</title><content type='html'>Che cosa c'è,&lt;br /&gt;di più celeste,&lt;br /&gt;di un cielo che,&lt;br /&gt;ha vinto mille tempeste,&lt;br /&gt;che cosa c'è,&lt;br /&gt;se adesso sento queste cose per te,&lt;br /&gt;farò di te,&lt;br /&gt;la mia estensione,&lt;br /&gt;farò di te,&lt;br /&gt;il tempo della ragione,&lt;br /&gt;farò di più,&lt;br /&gt;farò tutte le cose che vuoi fare anche tu...&lt;br /&gt;Si... Tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A Stefi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2223071276040847708?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/2223071276040847708/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=2223071276040847708' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2223071276040847708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2223071276040847708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/le-nostre-dediche-20-agosto-2007-22h39.html' title='Le nostre dediche... (20 agosto 2007 22h39)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5526492029891220609</id><published>2007-09-04T12:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:51:25.087+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercoledì, 11 luglio 2007, 17h30</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missfiste&lt;/strong&gt; mi ha inviato: &lt;em&gt;...&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciao un saluto io sono geometra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e da qui è cominciato tutto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-5526492029891220609?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5526492029891220609/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5526492029891220609' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5526492029891220609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5526492029891220609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/mercoled-11-luglio-2007-17h30.html' title='Mercoledì, 11 luglio 2007, 17h30'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-775333142999849223</id><published>2007-09-04T12:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:48:02.194+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alla radio... (27 luglio 2007)</title><content type='html'>Stefania:&lt;br /&gt;voglio amarti, voglio averti&lt;br /&gt;dirti quel che sento abbandonare la mia anima&lt;br /&gt;chiusa dentro nel tuo petto.&lt;br /&gt;Chiudi gli occhi dolcemente non ti preoccupare&lt;br /&gt;entra nel mio cuore lasciati andare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io:&lt;br /&gt;Oh! questo amore!&lt;br /&gt;È un faro che brilla&lt;br /&gt;in mezzo alla tempesta&lt;br /&gt;senza aver paura.. mai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-775333142999849223?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/775333142999849223/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=775333142999849223' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/775333142999849223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/775333142999849223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/alla-radio-27-luglio-2007.html' title='Alla radio... (27 luglio 2007)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-4079198385859470872</id><published>2007-09-04T12:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:45:00.512+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia (Per Stefania 6 agosto 2007)</title><content type='html'>Dentro quel piccolo Alveare,&lt;br /&gt;Tali Indizi di Miele vi sono,&lt;br /&gt;Da rendere la Realtà un Sogno,&lt;br /&gt;E i Sogni, Realtà...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-4079198385859470872?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/4079198385859470872/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=4079198385859470872' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/4079198385859470872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/4079198385859470872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/poesia-per-stefania-6-agosto-2007.html' title='Poesia (Per Stefania 6 agosto 2007)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7487722093950442142</id><published>2007-09-04T12:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:43:01.988+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Un mese... (Per Stefania 18 agosto 2007)</title><content type='html'>Mi sembra di scriverti delle cose da ragazzina, ma come dicevamo ieri sera, mi sa che bimbe dentro lo siamo ancora... E lo rimarremo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Un mese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che ci conosciamo...&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che mi hai regalato un sogno...&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che mi regali i tuoi pensieri...&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che mi dedichi il tuo tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che mi concedi la te più sincera...&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che mi doni i tuoi sorrisi...&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che mi sopporti...&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che il mio cuore batte per te...&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è un mese che sono tua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie di essere sempre accanto a me...&lt;br /&gt;Grazie di esserci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi sono innamorata di te...&lt;br /&gt;Tua... Emilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7487722093950442142?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/7487722093950442142/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=7487722093950442142' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7487722093950442142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/7487722093950442142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/un-mese-per-stefania-18-agosto-2007.html' title='...Un mese... (Per Stefania 18 agosto 2007)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-6326733272337870101</id><published>2007-09-04T12:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:41:53.658+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Non ti preoccupare... (Per Stefania 20 agosto 2007)</title><content type='html'>Tu...&lt;br /&gt;La sola persona che mi fa sognare...&lt;br /&gt;Il solo pensiero che ringiovanisce il mio cuore...&lt;br /&gt;La sola anima che si può avvicinare alla mia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-6326733272337870101?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/6326733272337870101/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=6326733272337870101' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6326733272337870101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6326733272337870101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/non-ti-preoccupare-per-stefania-20.html' title='Non ti preoccupare... (Per Stefania 20 agosto 2007)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-754626174498905562</id><published>2007-09-04T12:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:40:49.789+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'essenziale è invisibile agli occhi...  (22 agosto 2007)</title><content type='html'>Così quando apri Netlog trovi qualcosina...&lt;br /&gt;Giusto un piccolo pensiero che facevo ieri con Rebecca e che mi andava di condividere con te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'essenziale è invisibile agli occhi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La frase che più mi ha colpita del piccolo principe... Tutto si può vedere, tranne quello che non si vuole... Le ombre che oscurano la nostra vista, che ci fanno vivere nel passato, e non ci fanno vedere il futuro... Ecco guarda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Per Stefania)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-754626174498905562?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/754626174498905562/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=754626174498905562' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/754626174498905562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/754626174498905562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/lessenziale-invisibile-agli-occhi-22.html' title='L&apos;essenziale è invisibile agli occhi...  (22 agosto 2007)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5488945699174688709</id><published>2007-09-04T12:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:48:34.510+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...una roccia sul mare...  (31 agosto 2007)</title><content type='html'>E' vano cercare di sfuggire dal rumore dell'acqua o dal canto degli uccelli... Il turbamento è nel nostro spirito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(per Stefania)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-5488945699174688709?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5488945699174688709/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5488945699174688709' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5488945699174688709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5488945699174688709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/una-roccia-sul-mare-31-agosto-2007.html' title='...una roccia sul mare...  (31 agosto 2007)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-5153580135563702985</id><published>2007-09-04T12:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:36:04.216+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Emozione (3 settembre 2007)</title><content type='html'>In questa giornata di sole....&lt;br /&gt;il cielo coperto di nuvole...&lt;br /&gt;che il vento spinge veloci...&lt;br /&gt;brevi bagliori di luce...&lt;br /&gt;sfiorano delicatamente il mio corpo...&lt;br /&gt;e scaldano la mia anima...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il pensiero vola...&lt;br /&gt;dove il mio cuore vuole inviarlo...&lt;br /&gt;e si ferma da una ragazza...&lt;br /&gt;piena di vita e d'amore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nel breve contatto...&lt;br /&gt;il pensiero si trasforma nella tua anima...&lt;br /&gt;che riusce a materializzarsi da te...&lt;br /&gt;per abbracciarti col cuore...&lt;br /&gt;Sento queste vibrazioni rimanendo immobile per vivere completamente quest'emozione...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti Amo Amore mio&lt;br /&gt;tua Emilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-5153580135563702985?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/5153580135563702985/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=5153580135563702985' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5153580135563702985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/5153580135563702985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/emozione-3-settembre-2007.html' title='Emozione (3 settembre 2007)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8345429654906669825</id><published>2007-09-04T12:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:18:07.872+02:00</updated><title type='text'>giovedì, 12 luglio 2007 alle 15:10</title><content type='html'>Da Stefania: ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8345429654906669825?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8345429654906669825/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8345429654906669825' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8345429654906669825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8345429654906669825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/gioved-12-luglio-2007-alle-1510.html' title='giovedì, 12 luglio 2007 alle 15:10'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3825756275662132905</id><published>2007-09-04T12:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:50:55.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amo in te (dedicata da Stefania 20 luglio 2007)</title><content type='html'>Amo in te&lt;br /&gt;l'avventura della nave che va verso il polo&lt;br /&gt;amo in te&lt;br /&gt;l'audacia dei giocatori delle grandi scoperte&lt;br /&gt;amo in te le cose lontane&lt;br /&gt;amo in te l'impossibile&lt;br /&gt;entro nei tuoi occhi come in un bosco&lt;br /&gt;pieno di sole&lt;br /&gt;e sudato affamato infuriato&lt;br /&gt;ho la passione del cacciatore&lt;br /&gt;per mordere nella tua carne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amo in te l'impossibile&lt;br /&gt;ma non la disperazione.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3825756275662132905?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3825756275662132905/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3825756275662132905' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3825756275662132905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3825756275662132905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/amo-in-te-stefania-20-luglio-2007.html' title='Amo in te (dedicata da Stefania 20 luglio 2007)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-9151910696102894400</id><published>2007-09-04T12:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:14:36.993+02:00</updated><title type='text'>la stavo ascoltando adesso...</title><content type='html'>Non so aspettarti più di tanto&lt;br /&gt;Ogni minuto mi dà&lt;br /&gt;L'stinto di cucire il tempo&lt;br /&gt;E di portarti di qua&lt;br /&gt;Ho un materasso di parole&lt;br /&gt;Scritte apposta per te&lt;br /&gt;E ti direi spegni la luce&lt;br /&gt;Che il cielo c'è&lt;br /&gt;Star lontano da lei non si vive&lt;br /&gt;Stare senza di lei mi uccide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testa dura testa di rapa&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei amarti anche qua&lt;br /&gt;Nel cesso di una discoteca&lt;br /&gt;O sopra il tavolo di un bar&lt;br /&gt;O stare nudi in mezzo a un campo&lt;br /&gt;A sentirsi addosso il vento&lt;br /&gt;Io non chiedo più di tanto&lt;br /&gt;Anche se muoio son contento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star lontano da lei non si vive&lt;br /&gt;Stare senza di lei mi uccide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canzone cercala se puoi&lt;br /&gt;dille che non mi perda mai&lt;br /&gt;va' per le strade e tra la gente&lt;br /&gt;diglielo veramente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io i miei occhi dai tuoi occhi&lt;br /&gt;Non li staccherei mai&lt;br /&gt;E adesso anzi me li mangio&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tu non lo sai&lt;br /&gt;Occhi di mare senza scogli&lt;br /&gt;Il mare sbatte su di me&lt;br /&gt;Che ho sempre fatto solo sbagli&lt;br /&gt;Ma uno sbaglio che cos'è&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare lontano da lei non si vive&lt;br /&gt;Stare senza di lei mi uccide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canzone cercala se puoi&lt;br /&gt;dille che non mi lasci mai&lt;br /&gt;va' per le strade e tra la gente&lt;br /&gt;diglielo dolcemente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E come lacrime la pioggia&lt;br /&gt;Mi ricorda la tua faccia&lt;br /&gt;Io la vedo in ogni goccia&lt;br /&gt;Che mi cade sulla giacca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare lontano da lei non si vive&lt;br /&gt;Stare senza di lei mi uccide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canzone trovala se puoi&lt;br /&gt;dille che l'amo e se lo vuoi&lt;br /&gt;va' per le strade e tra la gente&lt;br /&gt;diglielo veramente&lt;br /&gt;non può restare indifferente&lt;br /&gt;e se rimane indifferente&lt;br /&gt;non è lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucio dalla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dedica di Ste 25 luglio 2007)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3236013874391168326</id><published>2007-09-04T12:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:52:55.175+02:00</updated><title type='text'>31 luglio 2007 (da Stefania)</title><content type='html'>CHE QUESTA MIA CANZONE …. ARRIVI A TE&lt;br /&gt;TI PORTERà DOVE NIENTE E NESSUNO L’ASCOLTERà—&lt;br /&gt;LA CANTERò CON POCA VOCE… SUSSURRANDOtela&lt;br /&gt;e arriverà PRIMA CHE TU……TI ADDORMENTerai….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se…… mi sognerai&lt;br /&gt;Dal cielo cadrò-----&lt;br /&gt;E se …..domanderai….&lt;br /&gt;Da qui risponderò………&lt;br /&gt;E SE…… TRISTEZZA e vuoto AVRAI&lt;br /&gt;DA qui ………. cancellerò&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sognami se nevica&lt;br /&gt;Sognami sono nuvola&lt;br /&gt;Sono vento e nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;Sono dove vai…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se mi sognerai&lt;br /&gt;Quel viso riavrò…&lt;br /&gt;mai più..mai più quel piangere per me&lt;br /&gt;sorridi e riavrò……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sognami se nevica&lt;br /&gt;Sognami sono nuvola&lt;br /&gt;Sono il tempo che consola&lt;br /&gt;Sono dove vai…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rèves de moi amour perdu&lt;br /&gt;Rèves moi, s’il neigera&lt;br /&gt;Je suis vent et nostalgie&lt;br /&gt;Je suis où tu vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sognami mancato amore&lt;br /&gt;La mia cASA è insieme a te&lt;br /&gt;Sono l’ombra che farai&lt;br /&gt;Sognami da li……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il mio cuore è li….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(grazie dolce fatina)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3236013874391168326?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3236013874391168326/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3236013874391168326' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3236013874391168326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3236013874391168326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/31-luglio-2007.html' title='31 luglio 2007 (da Stefania)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8702915321772425441</id><published>2007-09-04T12:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:11:37.697+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Da una persona speciale...</title><content type='html'>ho salvato e schiarito le tue foto..&lt;br /&gt;le guardo&lt;br /&gt;le riguardo&lt;br /&gt;e le ammiro&lt;br /&gt;e ti penso&lt;br /&gt;e ti ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ste 1 agosto 2007)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8702915321772425441?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8702915321772425441/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8702915321772425441' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8702915321772425441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8702915321772425441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/da-una-persona-speciale.html' title='Da una persona speciale...'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-8566329508057616879</id><published>2007-09-04T12:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:53:03.516+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nelle mie braccia tutta nuda (Nazim Hikmet)</title><content type='html'>Nelle mie braccia tutta nuda&lt;br /&gt;la città la sera e tu&lt;br /&gt;il tuo chiarore l’odore dei tuoi capelli&lt;br /&gt;si riflettono sul mio viso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di chi è questo cuore che batte&lt;br /&gt;più forte delle voci e dell’ansito?&lt;br /&gt;è tuo è della città è della notte&lt;br /&gt;o forse è il mio cuore che batte forte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove finisce la notte&lt;br /&gt;dove comincia la città?&lt;br /&gt;dove finisce la città dove cominci tu?&lt;br /&gt;dove comincio e finisco io stesso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da Stefania 22 agosto 2007)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-8566329508057616879?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/8566329508057616879/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=8566329508057616879' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8566329508057616879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/8566329508057616879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/nelle-mie-braccia-tutta-nuda-nazim.html' title='Nelle mie braccia tutta nuda (Nazim Hikmet)'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-7470828491829441077</id><published>2007-09-04T12:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:54:13.641+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Si si - Charles Bukowski</title><content type='html'>Quando Dio creò l'amore non ci ha aiutato molto&lt;br /&gt;quando Dio creò i cani non ha aiutato molto i cani&lt;br /&gt;quando Dio creò le piante fu una cosa nella norma&lt;br /&gt;quando Dio creò l'odio ci ha dato una normale cosa utile&lt;br /&gt;quando Dio creò Me creò Me&lt;br /&gt;quando Dio creò la scimmia stava dormendo&lt;br /&gt;quando creò la giraffa era ubriaco&lt;br /&gt;quando creò i narcotici era su di giri&lt;br /&gt;e quando creò il suicidio era a terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando creò te distesa a letto&lt;br /&gt;sapeva cosa stava facendo&lt;br /&gt;era ubriaco e su di giri&lt;br /&gt;e creò le montagne e il mare e il fuoco&lt;br /&gt;allo stesso tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha fatto qualche errore&lt;br /&gt;ma quando creò te distesa a letto&lt;br /&gt;fece tutto il Suo Sacro Universo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da Stefania 29 agosto 2007)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-7470828491829441077?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-2923718544029232246</id><published>2007-09-04T12:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:54:30.518+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lei</title><content type='html'>Lei quella volta&lt;br /&gt;quando smise di parlare&lt;br /&gt;e restammo in silenzio ore e ore&lt;br /&gt;la sua pelle sconosciuta&lt;br /&gt;assomigliava un pò alla mia&lt;br /&gt;e profumava profumava i malinconia&lt;br /&gt;e la notte che scendeva&lt;br /&gt;non sembrava vera....lei&lt;br /&gt;solo lei gli occhi suoi&lt;br /&gt;come stelle sulle strade&lt;br /&gt;mi portavano a viaggiare&lt;br /&gt;viaggiavo ed ero vento&lt;br /&gt;sconfinavo le pareti&lt;br /&gt;nel silenzio ero notte sul suo seno&lt;br /&gt;e sfuggivano le mani&lt;br /&gt;senza più paura&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;lui da dietro il suo bicchiere&lt;br /&gt;lui che riempie le mie sere&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;non ho nietne da lasciarti&lt;br /&gt;e continuo a ricordarti&lt;br /&gt;Poi la guardai si aggiustò i capelli&lt;br /&gt;e mi parlò di un figlio&lt;br /&gt;che non era nato&lt;br /&gt;e leggero nel ricordo&lt;br /&gt;qualche posto qualche strada di paese la voce di sua madre&lt;br /&gt;finalmente sorrideva&lt;br /&gt;alla sua maniera&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;lui che ha voglia di ascoltare&lt;br /&gt;lui che riempie il mio bicchiere&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;lui che è tutto lui che è niente&lt;br /&gt;lui che è sempre più importante&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;donna una donna&lt;br /&gt;non ho niente da lasciarti&lt;br /&gt;forse solo solo ricordarti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da Stefania 29 agosto 2007)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-2923718544029232246?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/2923718544029232246/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=2923718544029232246' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2923718544029232246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/2923718544029232246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/lei.html' title='Lei'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-6117070324104135612</id><published>2007-09-04T12:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:01:00.298+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia</title><content type='html'>“Adesso sono una pioggia spenta dopo che l’orma del tuo cammino si è fermata ai miei occhi.&lt;br /&gt;Che ciglio devastante il tuo!&lt;br /&gt;Come mi penetri le ossa!&lt;br /&gt;Se piangessi, tu verresti a riprendermi.&lt;br /&gt;Ma io ho bisogno del mio dolore per poterti capire”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missfiste&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-6117070324104135612?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/6117070324104135612/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=6117070324104135612' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6117070324104135612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/6117070324104135612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/2007/09/poesia.html' title='Poesia'/><author><name>Emilie Rollandin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113482929499897645683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7Ii0pPEBfac/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/CbGmKlAoRuQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1796634015367785586.post-3165832094589197567</id><published>2007-09-04T11:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:54:43.506+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VORREI INCONTRARTI FRA 100 ANNI (Ron) da Stefy 27 luglio 2007</title><content type='html'>Vorrei incontrarti fra cent'anni&lt;br /&gt;tu pensa al mondo fra cent'anni&lt;br /&gt;ritroverò i tuoi occhi neri&lt;br /&gt;saran belli più di ieri.&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei incontrarti fra cent'anni&lt;br /&gt;rosa rossa tra le mie mani&lt;br /&gt;dolce profumo nelle notti&lt;br /&gt;abbracciata al mio cuscino&lt;br /&gt;starò sveglio per guardarti&lt;br /&gt;nella luce del mattino.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! questo amore!&lt;br /&gt;Più ci consuma, più ci avvicina.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! questo amore!&lt;br /&gt;È un faro che brilla..&lt;br /&gt;-Vorrei incontrarti fra cent'anni&lt;br /&gt;-combatterò dalla tua parte&lt;br /&gt;-perché tale è il mio amore&lt;br /&gt;-che per il tuo bene&lt;br /&gt;-sopporterei ogni male.&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei incontrarti fra cent'anni&lt;br /&gt;come un gabbiano volerò&lt;br /&gt;sarò felice in mezzo al vento&lt;br /&gt;perché amo e sono amato&lt;br /&gt;da te che non puoi cancellarmi&lt;br /&gt;e cancellarti non posso.&lt;br /&gt;Io voglio amarti, voglio averti&lt;br /&gt;dirti quel che sento&lt;br /&gt;abbandonare la mia anima&lt;br /&gt;chiusa dentro nel tuo petto.&lt;br /&gt;Chiudi gli occhi dolcemente&lt;br /&gt;non ti preoccupare&lt;br /&gt;entra nel mio cuore lasciati andare.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! questo amore!&lt;br /&gt;Più ci consuma, più ci avvicina.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! questo amore!&lt;br /&gt;È un faro che brilla&lt;br /&gt;in mezzo alla tempesta&lt;br /&gt;senza aver paura... mai.&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei incontrarti fra cent'anni&lt;br /&gt;tu pensa al mondo fra cent'anni&lt;br /&gt;ritroverò i tuoi occhi neri&lt;br /&gt;tra milioni di occhi neri&lt;br /&gt;saran belli più di ieri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da Stefania)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1796634015367785586-3165832094589197567?l=emilierollandin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilierollandin.blogspot.com/feeds/3165832094589197567/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1796634015367785586&amp;postID=3165832094589197567' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1796634015367785586/posts/default/3165832094589197567'/><link rel='self' 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