tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51433098077193052172011-07-07T13:26:52.429-07:00Blog della giovane artista torinese Floriana Porta.Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-9878027322498509292008-08-29T08:19:00.000-07:002008-08-29T08:20:54.970-07:00<p align="left"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgThiOuteI/AAAAAAAAAEw/MawZ1KLbCMc/s1600-h/sogno+di+floriana+porta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239959633290769890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgThiOuteI/AAAAAAAAAEw/MawZ1KLbCMc/s400/sogno+di+floriana+porta.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-987802732249850929?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-56471731288350155122008-08-29T08:12:00.001-07:002008-08-29T08:12:48.174-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgR08txK_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/H9No782lr2k/s1600-h/floriana+porta+tuffo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239957767794535410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgR08txK_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/H9No782lr2k/s400/floriana+porta+tuffo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-5647173128835015512?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-84714525280939584402008-08-29T08:08:00.001-07:002008-08-29T08:08:52.585-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgQ8jlvnKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5UnIGA5o59c/s1600-h/floriana+porta+mattino.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239956798977318050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgQ8jlvnKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5UnIGA5o59c/s400/floriana+porta+mattino.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-8471452528093958440?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-11839188978707041782008-08-29T07:52:00.000-07:002008-08-29T08:09:21.144-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgNUNdDFLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/irGjiU5Rn6w/s1600-h/floriana+porta+universo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239952807305614514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgNUNdDFLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/irGjiU5Rn6w/s400/floriana+porta+universo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-1183918897870704178?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-33086256425517582612008-08-29T07:46:00.000-07:002008-08-29T08:09:39.989-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgL9l8IrHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cy0AuAtCcbU/s1600-h/poesia+floriana+porta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239951319229836402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgL9l8IrHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cy0AuAtCcbU/s400/poesia+floriana+porta.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-3308625642551758261?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-41368143282053643862008-08-29T07:22:00.000-07:002008-08-29T07:40:12.600-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgJNwv9N2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hpll4mvoaS8/s1600-h/floriana+porta+astraz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239948298474567522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgJNwv9N2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hpll4mvoaS8/s320/floriana+porta+astraz.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">La<strong> poesia</strong> è il sorriso dell'aurora.</span><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;">(Floriana Porta)</span></em><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Tra le pieghe dell'anima s'annida l'<strong>infinito</strong>.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Floriana Porta)</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Dio</strong> è la fabbrica della gioia.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Floriana Porta)</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">L'<strong>amore </strong>è un viaggio verso </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">gli abissi.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Floriana Porta)</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgIutG4qeI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZhomwoLI7U/s1600-h/floriana+porta+astrazione.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239947764921051618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLgIutG4qeI/AAAAAAAAADw/uZhomwoLI7U/s320/floriana+porta+astrazione.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nella penombra della vita,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">percorro la grande </span><span style="font-size:130%;">via d'argento </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">dell'<strong>eternità</strong>.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Floriana Porta)</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Senza di te, sarò una<strong> stella</strong> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">senza occhi, </span><span style="font-size:130%;">né voce... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">e mai brillerò!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Floriana Porta)</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>L'Arte</strong> è musica mentale.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Floriana Porta)</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-4136814328205364386?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-26116742309553225522008-08-29T05:09:00.000-07:002008-08-29T07:20:46.949-07:00<p align="right"><a href="http://www.gustoegusti.it/home/images/stories/aprile08/3/rosa%20solitaria-f.porta-compressa.jpg"></a></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">L'<strong>Arte </strong>è il respiro dei sogni.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Floriana Porta)</em></span></p><p><a href="http://www.gustoegusti.it/home/images/stories/aprile08/3/rosa%20solitaria-f.porta-compressa.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.gustoegusti.it/home/images/stories/aprile08/3/rosa%20solitaria-f.porta-compressa.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-2611674230955322552?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-32365599345745998782008-08-29T04:12:00.001-07:002008-08-29T04:15:39.250-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfaFEY2PeI/AAAAAAAAACg/Y1pfGaCmspc/s1600-h/floriana+porta+fiori.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239896472081022434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfaFEY2PeI/AAAAAAAAACg/Y1pfGaCmspc/s320/floriana+porta+fiori.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Il <strong>silenzio</strong> è dei tempi</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">e la buona morte sorride</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">all'<strong>Angelo </strong>della vita,</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">come fosse lo specchio.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Dario Bellezza)</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-3236559934574599878?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-49585090602667719572008-08-29T03:07:00.000-07:002008-08-29T03:11:18.912-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfKooHRYEI/AAAAAAAAACY/TpYe5tdRNx8/s1600-h/floriana+porta+fiore+viola.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239879490780356674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfKooHRYEI/AAAAAAAAACY/TpYe5tdRNx8/s320/floriana+porta+fiore+viola.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Arte</strong> senza cuore. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Primavera senza sole.</span></p><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Libero Bovio)</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-4958509060266771957?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-940363440148373852008-08-29T02:59:00.000-07:002008-08-29T03:05:59.973-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfJoU8dAaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4t1cy4EbMrQ/s1600-h/floriana+porta+natura.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239878386123080098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfJoU8dAaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4t1cy4EbMrQ/s320/floriana+porta+natura.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">La <strong>musica </strong>produce un piacere</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">di cui </span><span style="font-size:130%;">la natura umana non può </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">fare a meno.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Confucio)</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-94036344014837385?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-416081299947205402008-08-29T02:54:00.000-07:002008-08-29T02:59:30.052-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfIJ1JSSaI/AAAAAAAAACI/nao7Ur97C1c/s1600-h/floriana+porta+immagine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239876762679265698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfIJ1JSSaI/AAAAAAAAACI/nao7Ur97C1c/s320/floriana+porta+immagine.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Mai ti è dato un <strong>desiderio</strong> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">senza la capacità di realizzarlo.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Richard Bach)</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-41608129994720540?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-82735678603498038542008-08-29T02:47:00.000-07:002008-08-29T02:53:36.682-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfGV7a35MI/AAAAAAAAACA/q1UOevCw45U/s1600-h/floriana+porta+fiore.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239874771498820802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfGV7a35MI/AAAAAAAAACA/q1UOevCw45U/s320/floriana+porta+fiore.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">L'<strong>arte</strong> è un'amante gelosa.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>(Ralph Waldo Emerson)</em></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-8273567860349803854?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-79887376815879689122008-08-29T02:35:00.000-07:002008-08-29T02:38:53.023-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfDitBzHiI/AAAAAAAAABk/PeiPi9eoOp4/s1600-h/floriana+porta+xx.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239871692438969890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLfDitBzHiI/AAAAAAAAABk/PeiPi9eoOp4/s320/floriana+porta+xx.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">L'autunno è una seconda primavera,</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">quando ogni foglia è un fiore.</span></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;">(Albert Camus)</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-7988737681587968912?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-87419072442994300012008-08-29T02:08:00.001-07:002008-08-29T02:15:37.537-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLe91U4M1FI/AAAAAAAAABc/PrasO7vmvcE/s1600-h/floriana+porta+x.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239865415304008786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLe91U4M1FI/AAAAAAAAABc/PrasO7vmvcE/s320/floriana+porta+x.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">In tutte le cose della <strong>Natura</strong> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">esiste </span><span style="font-size:130%;">qualcosa di meraviglioso.</span></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;">(Aristotele)</span></em><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLe843wvi_I/AAAAAAAAABU/dc2tPNpg7TE/s1600-h/floriana+porta+1.jpg"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-8741907244299430001?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-25011506024729326192008-08-29T01:57:00.000-07:002008-08-29T02:05:38.269-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLe6pYEVvmI/AAAAAAAAABM/xWF3j9cPx5Q/s1600-h/magnolia+02+compressa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239861911466917474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLe6pYEVvmI/AAAAAAAAABM/xWF3j9cPx5Q/s320/magnolia+02+compressa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">La <strong>musica</strong> è una delle vie per </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">la quale l'anima ritorna al cielo.</span></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;">(Torquato Tasso)</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-2501150602472932619?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143309807719305217.post-91459051449558358132008-08-29T01:24:00.000-07:002008-08-29T02:34:46.858-07:00<div align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLe5BhLCOfI/AAAAAAAAABE/dAn_S2aPtVA/s1600-h/magnolia+3+compressa+molto.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239860127204522482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tGmYmCK_da8/SLe5BhLCOfI/AAAAAAAAABE/dAn_S2aPtVA/s320/magnolia+3+compressa+molto.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">La<strong> Bellezza</strong> è l'unica cosa contro cui la forza </div><div align="justify">del tempo sia vana. Le filosofie si disgregano</div><div align="justify">come la sabbia, le credenze si succedono </div><div align="justify">l'una sull'altra, ma ciò che è bello è una </div><div align="justify"><strong>gioia</strong> per tutte le stagioni, ed un possesso </div><div align="justify">per tutta l'<strong>eternità</strong>.<br /><em>(Oscar Wilde)</em><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5143309807719305217-9145905144955835813?l=ilrifugiodellanima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Floriana Portahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679801548198989543noreply@blogger.com0