Prologue: the lyrical dimension of an interior saga. Andrezza Lasmar de Lima: look straight at me, see my body, note my wet stare, the life which passes within it, and feel safe because scars are not transferred. Laura Ferreira Ramos da Silva always dug canals in the sugarcane plantations. Antônio Moraes da Silva swept the lies of others out of the house. Geraldo Breve Araújo fumbled through the forest in search of God. Renato Felix da Silva did what he could with what was left to make it re-emerge. Élias Gomes da Silva defied space with his feet over the ground. Valter das Neves Soares blotted out anguish with the license of time. Kazue Numakura, first the grandfather, afterwards the brother: with how much sweat is a place in the Promised Land conquered? Pedro Vicente only dried what was not memory. Joaquim Costa Santos neither rain, nor plagues, nor wind: the sun right overhead.
iron and fire the center of the earth to say immensely ‘I.’ Dirce Conceição dos Santos tedious, Guma and Lívia, an elegant risk, a storm. Nivaldo Souza Santos opened his file, burning lips, the insides. Alexandro da Conceição: on this side, the photography turned over. Genildo de Jesus Santos first name, neither father nor son, much less the miracle of the fish. Antônio Carlos Araújo Nascimento made a serpent from the emptiness, raised his spear, saved his children.
Fourth act: the twelve tasks of Hercules. Ivo dos Santos: five vowels, seven consonants and an interior portrait. Gilvan Santana Oliveira in Praça de Jesus the gems are no longer on the surface. José Wilson Santos Silva turned around in order to bleed no more. Mariana dos Santos after the lion, the Hydra, and the boar to the reach the Hippolyta. Valdomiro Pereira Santos with his shard of cracked stone, as anonymous as dew. Cícero Luís de Santana carried the silver sphinx to the other side of the track. First act: Renan Nascimento dos Santos in a frontal image, an abundant city, film, salt, from the sign of the word to the gaze and iodine. Jessica de Lima Souza in an abyssal scene, cloud and wind, more which does not stay silent. women and less myth. Bernadete Oliveira de Abreu half a century and few gold apples, but her tact is to hold the world between her hands. José Anderson Valdomiro Melquíades de Oliveira stopped because before the vein was Soares de Matos looked at the time and continued on foot, since Saturn had the beginning. Antônio de Souza Rios thirteen times seven broke through the gone. Erotides Cunha Araújo stopped on the asphalt the image shone three blue. Osmar Russo constructed the invoice, the jaws, hand by hand. Luiz Rogério spans beyond – and with God hell is more distant. Gomes da Silva with fatuous fire between life, destiny, death. Nieleton Oliveira Carneiro: three in one when he tested the following thrown it was already Second interval: morning, neither Jacobina, nor Várzea Nova, everything was behind. Ronaldo for gods, demigods, and passers-by Santos even shadow, even direction, even omega. Danilo Jorge do Nascimento between life and death. woke up very early melting seconds. Joaquim Gonçalves Pereira looked to the Dionísio dos Santos one more saint in the plural and anything in the brain camera between photography and a yawn. Fabrício Tadeu Sobrinho crossed the cracking, lively, never a thing, always alive. Sido Ewald the body sacrosanct and avenue praying vowels. the hand outstretched. Pedro de Jesus Gomes never said a word wrong, much less in front of the fatigue of the orphans. Cassiano André Senger: look well, Second act: can you imagine what goes on here? Duonatan Basílio da Silva against the hours little by little they arrive. One by one. which never ended it is he who advanced outside of photography. Marco Antônio Here then the photogram happens. Marqueti protects the sounds of the transparent rivet. Eliezer Araújo de Oliveira: Antoniel Ribeiro da Silva stopped early beside the Jacuna of the river. João the image stopped like the center of a biblical book with pages of beaten earth. Mariano Bezerra minute after minute facing what does not belong to him. Roque Natália Fabione Ferreira Nunes did not even open her eyes. Vasconcellos Sampaio: what do I do? I do everything. Bernadete Freire, God help me!, between leaves, Abaetetubas, Bacarenas, Acarás, Jenipaúbas: talk my dear, talk Epilogue: my love! Robison Souza Júnior erudite monograms, such attempts, such pleas, in the doctrine of the time neither false nor true. José Sena de Carvalho even when fragile, both sides facing of the visible surname. up. Marcos Paulo Pantogia: you know young man, when I lie down to sleep, my Thomé Radael says “thank you” to those who perceive that he exists because head is still busy. Raimundo da Consolação Lima da Silva between the fingers the world catches fire within the throat of things.Yoshio Mizumoto minimal the body shines, steel and verve. Pedro Teles de Souza suspends his days, every movement, a basket a sink. Flavio Santos: it is barely dawn and the soft shout day between water and asphalt. Odevaldo Monteiro Penício: with how many is already echoing over the cars after Rua do Córrego, between pain and pleasure. photographs can you overtake cosmic solitude? João Batista de Lima delivered to photography what is most sumptuous about photography: protecting the secret of a secret. Francisco Edival Santos Silva: look Third act: at me well, do you really think that the future is in the stars? Talita Mayumi when you see the other side of the glass. Mitsunari: the distance never separates and the frozen fear cannot be Stênio Rodrigues first Jesus Cristo, afterwards the letters slipping between the perceived by the others. Maria Judith dos Santos Correia: it is this my son, time fingers. Laércio Santos da Silva, please, listen to me and see: from man the is what is least important. Benedito Vicente dos Santos neither can, nor shadow, word and from woman sincerity. Am I right or wrong? Arnaldo Sena shouted or letter, or anything: it is he who overcomes the futuristic blindness. Edimilson to the next customer that it is just like that, buy here, to be different you have to be Geraldo Ribeiro a name, a test for synonyms. Paulo Fridman travelled through equal. Maria do Socorro Rodrigues dos Santos swore to God that love did not bite. Brazil deep on the edge of each one and saw all of them. Antônia de Castro Silva Filha put one foot over the other because the marble had faded. José Reinaldo Rodrigues Raposo wrote not with you, not without you on the back of the photograph. Maria da Conceição printed, rolled all honey and address Diógenes Moura beside Oxum. Antônio dos Santos, a redneck, only did one thing: look forward. First interval: why do we invent this thing which is for the others to see the same thing we do? Vanderlinda Maria Lacerda screamed in the market breaking demands. João Maciel de Almeida flew like a dart to the edge of the inverted mirror. Jairo da Conceição Santos once the hinges rounded our history. Samuel Ferreira da Silva: what do you want to say looking at me that way? João Barbosa broke with 139