Monday, 15 June 2009
Sunday, 29 March 2009
Wednesday, 25 March 2009
Futuro das aguas

This picture was taken from my mobile phone, and uploaded to my blog from my mobile phone! The wonders of technology... I am a bit late I know, but I am really excited about this feature on my new phone!
The event was a conference about the future of water, which took place this week here in Rio. Different speakers, experts, came to talk about water, from an economic, scientific or artistic point of view.
Sunday, 15 March 2009
The Making of The Museum
This is my other blog about the making of the museum of the sea - the project I am working on with UFRJ. I'll be using it it to keep a record of the process of creating the museum.
Wednesday, 11 March 2009
Hard day at work

Yesterday we went around the Ilha do Catalão by boat with Alejandro, who does research on the pollution of the Guanabara Bay around the Fundão. We wanted to see the area that is going to belong to the Museum and that we can use for biology and ecology activities. The idea is to have navigation classes starting from there as well, and all sorts of navigation-related activities.
The area around the Museum probably used to be beautiful. It still is, in a way, but it is so polluted that it is difficult to see it. It's still rich in endemic flora, such as mangrove, guava and pitanga trees, and it's home to various species of birds and fish.
Monday, 9 March 2009
Afro Samba
(by Baden Powell and Vinicius de Moraes)
Tempo De Amor
Ah, bem melhor seria
Poder viver em paz
Sem ter que sofrer
Sem ter que chorar
Sem ter que querer
Sem ter que se dar
Ah, bem melhor seria
Poder viver em paz
Sem ter que sofrer
Sem ter que chorar
Sem ter que querer
Sem ter que se dar
Mas tem que sofrer
Mas tem que chorar
Mas tem que querer
Pra poder amar
Ah, mundo enganador
Paz não quer mais dizer amor
Ah, não existe coisa mais triste que ter paz
E se arrepender, e se conformar
E se proteger de um amor a mais
O tempo de amor
É tempo de dor
O tempo de paz
Não faz nem desfaz
Ah, que não seja meu
O mundo onde o amor morreu
Ah, não existe coisa mais triste que ter paz
E se arrepender, e se conformar
E se proteger de um amor a mais
E se arrepender, e se conformar
E se proteger de um amor a mais
Sunday, 8 March 2009
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