<?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-3584563992243176065</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:35:17.981-08:00</updated><category term='DSM-V psicanálise TDAH'/><title type='text'>Dulce Dedino</title><subtitle type='html'>email: dulcededino@yahoo.com.br</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-7113550320339593677</id><published>2011-12-12T10:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:48:31.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DSM-V psicanálise TDAH'/><title type='text'>Epidemia de Déficit de Atenção... Um alerta!</title><content type='html'>Matéria de Heloisa Vilela, periodista da Record: o chefe da força tarefa da redação do DSM IV, psiquiatra Frances Allen, mudou de posição após comprovar os efeitos iatrogénicos  ("epidemias" de deficit de atenção, de autismo  e bipolaridade infantil) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;– O que você não vê na mídia - http://www.viomundo.com.br -&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances: Um alerta a médicos e pais sobre o déficit de atenção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por Heloisa Villela, especial para o Viomundo, de Washington&lt;br /&gt;Enviei o e-mail como tantos outros, sem grandes expectativas já que o destinatário era um figurão. Psiquiatra e professor Emeritus da Unversidade Duke, o Dr. Allen Frances presidiu a força-tarefa que elaborou o DSM-IV, o manual americano de diagnósticos das doenças mentais, publicado em 1994. É uma verdadeira bíblia para os psiquiatras americanos. Com base no que está escrito ali, eles decidem os diagnósticos. Em geral, o tratamento envolve drogas. Agora, está em elaboração o DSM-V, que vai promover mudanças na versão anterior. Foi por conta das mudanças que escrevi o e-mail. Surpresa foi o telefonema, menos de vinte minutos depois de apertar a tecla “enviar”.&lt;br /&gt;O Dr. Frances chamou de volta rapidamente e explicou: “É muito importante falar sobre isso, promover o debate”. Ele está preocupado. Acha que a versão anterior do DSM ampliou demais as definições de algumas doenças, como o Transtorno do Déficit de Atenção e Hiperatividade, permitindo incluir no diagnóstico pessoas que, segundo ele, jamais deveriam ter sido tratadas. Pior, diz ele, o DSM-V pode tornar o problema ainda maior. Por isso, o dr. Frances está encabeçando um abaixo-assinado pedindo mudanças e sugere que profissionais da área, do mundo inteiro, se unam para pressionar.&lt;br /&gt;No Brasil, a grande maioria dos psiquiatras infantis adota os critérios americanos para diagnosticar e tratar o TDAH, apesar das grandes diferenças entre a nossa cultura e a dos Estados Unidos. Este transtorno é detectado por um conjunto de comportamentos da criança considerados desviantes. Diferentes do que se espera, na média. Mas me parece que o comportamento esperado das crianças, no Brasil, tem lá suas diferenças em relação ao que os pais e educadores esperam da criançada aqui nos Estados Unidos.  Neste fim de semana, do dia 11 ao dia 14, vai se realizar em São Paulo um seminário sobre “Medicalização da Educação”. Serei uma das palestrantes. Por conta disso, decidi fazer a entrevista com o Dr. Frances.&lt;br /&gt;Viomundo – O sr. tem escrito, com frequência, a respeito do grande número de casos de TDAH nos Estados Unidos e no mundo. Por quê?&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – Eu acho que já existe um aumento surpreendente e alarmante do número de diagnósticos de TDAH e se segue a isso o excesso de prescrições de estimulantes. Parte disso tem a ver com mudanças feitas no DSM-V mas é, principalmente, consequência da campanha de marketing agressiva da indústria farmacêutica, que começou três anos depois da publicação do DSM-V. E foi incentivada por dois motivos: trazer para o mercado novas drogas que ainda estavam sob patente e por isso mesmo poderiam ser vendidas por um preço alto. Em segundo lugar, nos Estados Unidos houve uma mudança na regulamentação que permitiu à indústria farmacêutica fazer propaganda direta ao consumidor, permitindo a eles colocar anúncios na TV, divulgar informação na internet, atingir pais, crianças, professores e médicos, especialmente clínicos gerais que foram encorajados a ver TDAH em comportamentos que antes não eram considerados parte do TDAH. Isso incentivou diagnósticos fáceis e um grande aumento no número de prescrições. O DSM-V promete piorar isso tudo ainda mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – Como?&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – Reduzindo os padrões para se chegar a um diagnóstico infantil e pior, mais temerário, tornando muito mais fácil chegar a um diagnóstico em adultos. E isso é um problema porque sintomas de distração e falta de concentração estão presentes na maior parte da população e também em todas as doenças psiquiátricas. De acordo com o critério sugerido pelo DSM-V, várias pessoas que têm problemas normais de concentração no dia-a-dia serão erroneamente diagnosticadas com TDAH. E também vai aumentar o número de diagnósticos equivocados de outras doenças psiquiátricas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – O Sr. pode dar exemplos mais concretos sobre as mudanças desses padrões?&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – No caso do TDAH, a doença tem que aparecer antes dos sete anos de idade. Isso foi feito para limitar o diagnóstico a pessoas que tinham sintomas clássicos desde cedo e diferenciá-las das pessoas que mais tarde apresentam problemas de atenção, comuns na vida, ou que tenham outras doenças psiquiátricas. O DSM-V vai elevar o critério para 12 anos de idade, tornando tudo mais confuso e incluindo adolescentes e adultos. Será um grupo de TDAH que não fazia parte do DSM-IV. E também vai reduzir de 6 para 3 o número de critérios exigidos (nota do Viomundo:  o DSM-IV lista vários sintomas de TDAH e se o paciente apresentar 6 deles, é diagnosticado como portador. De acordo com o DSM-V, bastarão 3 itens da lista).&lt;br /&gt;Será facílimo para adultos normais, eu e você, sermos diagnosticados com a doença e mais difícil para pessoas com outras doenças psiquiátricas que causam problemas de atenção e distração, serem diagnosticadas corretamente e não com TDAH. E existe outro problema: os remédios usados para tratar TDAH são muito populares para melhorar desempenho ou como recreação entre os “normais”. Nos Estados Unidos existe um enorme mercado secundário, ilegal, dessas drogas, compradas com prescrição médica e passadas adiante para serem vendidas. Então, não é apenas um problema para pessoas que serão erroneamente diagnosticadas, mas também é um problema de saúde pública incentivar o aumento de prescrições dessas drogas quando não é realmente necessário. E torná-las ainda mais disponíveis no mercado ilegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – E me parece, também, que não existe um estudo científico conclusivo a respeito dos possíveis efeitos colaterais do uso de longo prazo desses remédios para os cérebros das crianças, que ainda estão se desenvolvendo.&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – Acho que de forma geral, o que aconteceu nos últimos 15 anos foi uma abertura de mercado massiva de novos remédios para a indústria farmacêutica para o uso de antipsicóticos, antidepressivos e estimulantes para crianças e adolescentes. E isso foi feito como uma experiência de saúde pública e ainda não sabemos quais serão os efeitos. E foi feito com base em pouquíssima informação. Muitas das sugestões do DSM-V podem ser úteis nas mãos dos especialistas que as estão escrevendo. Que se especializam nessa área, têm bastante tempo para avaliar e que usarão os critérios com bastante cuidado. O que eles precisam entender é como tudo isso é traduzido para o mundo real da medicina, com médicos sobrecarregados. O que a indústria farmacêutica conseguiu fazer foi “educar” médicos, pais, professores e muitas vezes as próprias crianças para reinterpretar qualquer problema que estejam apresentando como TDAH. Muitas vezes isso pode ser útil, mas em muitos casos, foi bem além do limite. Existe um problema mundial, hoje, que é do excesso de diagnósticos e de medicalização da TDAH que o DSM-V vai agravar, especialmente no caso dos adultos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– O sr. não participou da redação do DSM-V, certo?&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – Não participei até dois anos atrás, quando me alarmou o número de sugestões descuidadas e arriscadas que podem levar ao excesso de diagnósticos e tratamentos. Por isso, venho criticando nos últimos dois anos e meio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – O sr. presidiu a força-tarefa que elaborou o DSM-IV. Quando se deu conta que ele estava ampliando demais as chances de diagnóstico?&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – Nós fomos muito cuidados e até conservadores na elaboração do DSM-IV. O que não antevimos suficientemente foi que as sugestões poderiam ser mal utilizadas na medicina geral. Fizemos pouquíssimas mudanças em relação ao sistema anterior. Mas o que acho que aconteceu foi que o material do livro foi promovido, pelas empresas farmacêuticas, de forma que os médicos não usaram os critérios como se sugeria, exatamente, e sim para fazer diagnósticos apressados, sem o rigor exigido pelos critérios estabelecidos. Então, acho que existem duas fases: uma quando foi escrito e outra de como foi usado. E acho que a melhor coisa que o DSM-V pode fazer agora é, ao invés de escancarar a cerca ainda mais, é limitar os critérios e incluir alertas sobre o excesso de diagnósticos. Mas o que o DSM-V está fazendo é tornar ainda mais fácil diagnosticar. E estou sugerindo justamente o oposto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – O sr. tem alguma esperança de que essas mudanças serão feitas?&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – Existe um abaixo-assinado circulando agora. Cerca 5.000 profissionais da área de saúde mental o assinaram na primeira semana. Se esse abaixo-assinado decolar e centenas de milhares de pessoas o assinarem, acho que o DSM-V vai ter que tomar conhecimento. No jornal Psychiatric Times existe uma série de artigos sobre o assunto, nas duas últimas semanas (www.psychiatrictimes.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – No fim de semana vai haver um seminário no Brasil sobre medicalização da educação. Ele foi organizado pelos conselhos regionais de psicologia do Rio de Janeiro e de São Paulo e, entre outras coisas, vai discutir como evitar este excesso de medicalização infantil.&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – Isso é  o mais importante. E por isso liguei para você de volta em dois minutos. Porque a sociedade precisa discutir este assunto. Agora, é importante também entender que essa discussão não é contra a psiquiatria. Aqui nos Estados Unidos, a maior parte dessas prescrições é escrita por pediatras e médicos de família, por exemplo. Então, é claro que o DSM-V tem que ser modificado e ser mais cuidadoso. Mas os pediatras que passam seis minutos com uma criança e não tem treinamento específico em problemas psiquiátricos e são muito influenciados pelos vendedores dos remédios… a educação tem que ser ampla, para todos os médicos.&lt;br /&gt;E é preciso, também, reeducar o público porque se espalhou a ideia de que o TDAH é sub-diagnosticado e mais crianças precisam tomar remédios. Acho que isso é verdade para crianças que claramente são portadoras do transtorno. Não queremos que essas crianças fiquem sem o atendimento. Em alguns casos, a medicação é a única saída. Então, é importante enfatizar que isso não é um ataque ao diagnóstico ou à psiquiatria e sim ao excesso. Não queremos que os pais parem de medicar as crianças. Mas queremos que seja um alerta para os pais, que eles devem buscar uma segunda opinião. Queremos reduzir a tendência futura de diagnosticar rápido demais, sem cuidado. Mas para as crianças que realmente precisam, não queremos que sejam desencorajadas. Quando o diagnóstico é feito com cuidado, o remédio ajuda muito. Mas quando não existe esse cuidado, se causa muito mais problemas do que soluções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – E quando falamos de comportamento, que são a base do diagnóstico do TDAH, não existem expectativas diferentes para o comportamento das crianças, em culturas diferentes?&lt;br /&gt;Allen Frances – Esse tema da cultura é muito difícil. Mas não é apenas isso. Se você tem os dois pais trabalhando fora de casa, a criança parece ter TDAH. Se não estivessem trabalhando, talvez fossem mais tolerantes. Então, os temas sociais e culturais têm importância vital para entender o diagnóstico.  Mas é importante notar que se o diagnóstico é feito em um ambiente de muito stress social, é quase a solução mais fácil para problemas reais. E seria um problema tratar como doença um comportamento social normal em uma determinada cultura, que não é considerado adequado em outra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leia também:&lt;br /&gt;Saudável na França, doente nos Estados Unidos [1]&lt;br /&gt;Em livro, psiquiatra entrega os segredos sujos da profissão [2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que tem na água que você bebe? [3]&lt;br /&gt;Article printed from Viomundo – O que você não vê na mídia: http://www.viomundo.com.br&lt;br /&gt;URL to article: http://www.viomundo.com.br/entrevistas/allen-frances-um-alerta-a-medicos-e-pais-sobre-o-deficit-de-atencao.html&lt;br /&gt;URLs in this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Saudável na França, doente nos Estados Unidos: http://www.viomundo.com.br/entrevistas/heloisa-villela-normal-na-franca-doente-nos-estados-unidos.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Em livro, psiquiatra entrega os segredos sujos da profissão: http://www.viomundo.com.br/denuncias/heloisa-villela-em-livro-psiquiatra-entrega-os-segredos-sujos-da-profissao.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] O que tem na água que você bebe?: http://www.viomundo.com.br/entrevistas/wanderlei-pignati-dinheiro-para-a-vigilancia-de-boi-e-soja-tem-para-a-saude-do-homem-nao.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-7113550320339593677?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/7113550320339593677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=7113550320339593677' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7113550320339593677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7113550320339593677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2011/12/epidemia-de-deficit-de-atencao-um.html' title='Epidemia de Déficit de Atenção... Um alerta!'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-1607761306099212158</id><published>2011-08-04T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:09:06.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escrevi o Capítulo Angústia na Visão Psicanalítica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1iqhp4q5EQ/TjraDVnvp_I/AAAAAAAAHdE/IF_leP4m_IY/s1600/9788572419154_Detalhes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1iqhp4q5EQ/TjraDVnvp_I/AAAAAAAAHdE/IF_leP4m_IY/s320/9788572419154_Detalhes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="textDescricao" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Intercâmbio das Psicoterapias descreve de forma ampla e didática de que forma cada abordagem psicoterapêutica compreende os transto...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="text-align: left;"&gt;ISBN:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;9788572419154&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="text-align: left;"&gt;Autor:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Payá, Roberta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="text-align: left;"&gt;Selo Editorial:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;ROCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="text-align: left;"&gt;Formato:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;21 X 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="text-align: left;"&gt;Edição:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;1|2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="text-align: left;"&gt;Número de páginas:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;784&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peso:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;2.14 kg&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-1607761306099212158?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/1607761306099212158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=1607761306099212158' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1607761306099212158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1607761306099212158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2011/08/escrevi-o-capitulo-angustia-na-visao.html' title='Escrevi o Capítulo Angústia na Visão Psicanalítica'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1iqhp4q5EQ/TjraDVnvp_I/AAAAAAAAHdE/IF_leP4m_IY/s72-c/9788572419154_Detalhes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-6734084953094054001</id><published>2011-06-26T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:16:46.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psicanálise com crianças - reunindo significantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Na psicose, cabe falar em regras e não em lei, justamente pelo caráter pontual que a regra tem, marcada pelo registro no plano imaginário. Dito de outro modo, ela funciona como referência no um a um, em uma situação, e por isso, precisa ser de novo construída quando se trata de uma outra cena.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;em psicanálise fala-se em sujeito quando se fala em neurose. É possível falar em sujeito da psicose? Certamente, há muitas maneiras de se abordar essa questão.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O sujeito humano desejante se constitui em torno de um centro que é o outro, na medida em que ele lhe dá a sua unidade, e o primeiro acesso que ele tem do objeto, é o objeto do desejo do outro" (Lacan, 1955, p. 50).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Falar em sujeito nas psicoses é um pouco curioso, na medida em que há pouco foi dito que o sujeito é efeito do jogo significante, e que a ascensão à condição de sujeito é decorrente de uma operação lógica que a criança psicótica não faz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-6734084953094054001?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/6734084953094054001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=6734084953094054001' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6734084953094054001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6734084953094054001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2011/06/psicanalise-com-criancas-reunindo.html' title='Psicanálise com crianças - reunindo significantes'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-5561708185111601380</id><published>2011-04-16T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T06:05:07.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fórmulas da sexuação - Estudo de sexta-feira</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nesse ritual fálico, há uma passagem do animal para o humano.Para Lacan torna -se humano quando há a entrada na linguagem. Esses afrescos são uma narrativa da construção fálica. No mundo moderno falo = pênis, antigamente não. Cena 5 um véu cai, há um jogo entre o velado e o desvelado, entre mistério e a histeria. Para nós do mundo contemporâneo cabe: O retorno ao "antigo" para a possibilidade de &amp;nbsp;nova (re)significação.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Villa of the Mysteries, Pompeii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Text and Images by James W. Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the first century the Roman Empire contains many cities, but none in a more beautiful setting than the cities and towns lining the Bay of Naples. On the 24th of August, 79 A.D., volcanic ash spews from Mt. Vesuvius. Pompeii and nearby Herculaneum disappear from the face of the earth. Gradually grass and vines cover the land where the towns stood. The local people eventually forget even the name of the buried towns.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Herculaneum was rediscovered in 1738 and Pompeii in 1748. By the mid-eighteenth century, when scholars made the journey to Naples and reported on the findings, the imagination of Europe was ignited. Suddenly, the classical world was in vogue. Philosophy, art, architecture, literature, and even fashion drew upon the discoveries of Pompeii and Herculaneum for inspiration; the Neoclassical movement was under way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Introduction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="height: 113.0px; width: 172.8px;" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="height: 113.0px; width: 89.3px;" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Villa of The Mysteries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This villa, built around a central peristyle court and surrounded by terraces, is much like other large villas of Pompeii. However, it contains one very unusual feature; a room decorated with beautiful and strange scenes. This room, known to us as "The Initiation Chamber," measures 15 by 25 feet and is located in the front right portion of the villa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The term "mysteries" refers to secret initiation rites of the Classical world. The Greek word for "rite" means "to grow up". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Initiation rites&lt;/b&gt;, then, were originally ceremonies to help individuals achieve adulthood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; The rites are not celebrations for having passed certain milestones, such as our high school graduation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but promote psychological advancement through the stages of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Often a drama was enacted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in which the initiates performed a role. The drama may include a simulated death and rebirth; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i.e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the dying of the old self and the birth of the new self. Occasionally the initiate was guided through the ritual by a priest or priestess and at the end of the ceremony the initiate was welcomed into the group&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ga0esmLaU1g/TarhqB8XZ1I/AAAAAAAAHcY/GulpxrMKzmA/s1600/flor.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ga0esmLaU1g/TarhqB8XZ1I/AAAAAAAAHcY/GulpxrMKzmA/s1600/flor.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The chamber is entered through an opening located between the first and last scenes of the fresco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wkYyy-Mp44/TarhvBTMy9I/AAAAAAAAHcc/r1tsVTCd8no/s1600/pom3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wkYyy-Mp44/TarhvBTMy9I/AAAAAAAAHcc/r1tsVTCd8no/s320/pom3.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The fresco images you will see in the Villa of Mysteries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;seem to part of a ritual ceremony aimed at preparing privileged, protected girls for the psychological transition to life as married women. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The frescoes in the Villa of Mysteries provide us the opportunity to glimpse something important about the rites of passage for the women of Pompeii. But as there are few written records about mystery religions and initiation rites, any iconographic interpretation is bound to be flawed. In the end we are left with the wonderful frescoes and the mystery. Nevertheless, an interpretation is offered, see if you agree or disagree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interpreting the Frescoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the center of the frescoes are the figures of Dionysus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, the one certain identification agreed upon by scholars, and his mother Semele (other interpretations have the figure as Ariadne).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The action of the rite begins (below) with the initiate or bride crossing the threshold as the preparations for the rites to begin. Her wrist is cocked against her hip. Is she removing her scarf? Is she listening to the boy read from the scroll? Is she pregnant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The nudity of the boy may signify that he is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Is he reading rules of the rite? He wears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;actor's boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, perhaps indicating the dramatic aspect of the rites. The officiating priestess (behind the boy) holds another scroll in her left hand and a stylus in her right hand. Is she prepared to add the initiate's name to a list of successful initiates?&amp;nbsp;As he had been for Greek women, Dionysus was the most popular god for Roman women. He was the source of both their sensual and their spiritual hopes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Entry and first wall. Magnification of scene one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Scene 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9d-xt_zim4/TariVxjhWII/AAAAAAAAHcg/6VA38Zr349I/s1600/pom5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9d-xt_zim4/TariVxjhWII/AAAAAAAAHcg/6VA38Zr349I/s320/pom5.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A priestess (center), wearing a head covering and a wreath of myrtle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;removes a covering from a ceremonial basket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; held by a female attendant. Speculations about the contents of the basket include: more laurel, a snake, or flower petals. A second female attendant wearing a wreath, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pours purifying water into a basin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in which the priestess is about to dip a sprig of laurel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;Mythological characters and music are introduced into the narrative. An aging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Silenus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; plays a ten-string lyre resting on a column.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJZ-xlRVLKM/TarjFI4oB_I/AAAAAAAAHck/aaAKuMynrLc/s1600/pom6.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJZ-xlRVLKM/TarjFI4oB_I/AAAAAAAAHck/aaAKuMynrLc/s320/pom6.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;male satyr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; plays pan pipes, while a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nymph &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;suckles a goat. The initiate is being made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;aware of her close connection with nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This move from human to nature represents a shift away from the conscious human world to our preconscious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;animal state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; In many rituals, this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;regression, assisted by music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, is requisite to achieving a psychological state &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;necessary for rebirth and regeneration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The startled initiate has a glimpse of what awaits her in the inner sanctuary where the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;katabasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;will take place. This is her last chance to save herself by running away. Perhaps some initiates did just that. The next scene provides hints about what both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;frightens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and awaits the initiate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="webkit-fake-url://30C86505-7F78-482F-AB58-829D316A0F60/pastedGraphic.pdf" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beXlyjaO0NE/TarjgZPs3cI/AAAAAAAAHco/O_-TL9XJG4E/s1600/pom7.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-beXlyjaO0NE/TarjgZPs3cI/AAAAAAAAHco/O_-TL9XJG4E/s320/pom7.bmp" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Silenus looks disapprovingly at the startled initiate as he holds up an empty silver bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. A young satyr gazes into the bowl, as if mesmerized. Another young satyr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;holds a theatrical mask (resembling the Silenus) aloft and looks off to his left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Some speculate that the mask rather than the satyr's face is reflected in the silver bowl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, looking into the vessel is an act of divination: the young satyr sees himself in the future, a dead satyr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. The young satyr and the young initiate are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;coming to terms with their own deaths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. In this case the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;death of childhood and innocence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The bowl may have held &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kykeon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the intoxicating drink of participants in Orphic-Dionysian mysteries, intended for the frightened initiate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZrlyOAf_Lo/Tarjy_BfnRI/AAAAAAAAHcs/R6IpR3psRFE/s1600/pom2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZrlyOAf_Lo/Tarjy_BfnRI/AAAAAAAAHcs/R6IpR3psRFE/s320/pom2.bmp" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This scene is at the center of both the room and the ritual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Dionysus sprawls in the arms of his mother Semele. Dionysus wears a wreath of ivy, his thyrsus tied with a yellow ribbon lies across his body, and one sandal is off his foot. Even though the fresco is badly damaged, we can see that Semele sits on a throne with Dionysus leaning on her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Semele, the queen, the great mother is supreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The initiate, carrying a staff and wearing a cap, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;returns from the night journey. What has happened is a mystery to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But in similar rituals the confused, and sometimes drugged initiate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;emerges like an infant at birth, from a dark place to a lighted place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; She reaches for a covered object sitting in a winnowing basket, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;liknon. The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; covered object is taken by many to be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;phallus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, or a herm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snJQ_3gh6zs/TarkIPQpn7I/AAAAAAAAHcw/l4p4Qa4l4PY/s1600/pom99.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snJQ_3gh6zs/TarkIPQpn7I/AAAAAAAAHcw/l4p4Qa4l4PY/s320/pom99.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To the right is a winged divinity, perhaps Aidos. Her raised hand is rejecting or warding off something. She is looking to the left and is prepared to strike with a whip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Standing behind the initiate are two figures of women, unfortunately badly damaged. One woman (far left) holds a plate with what appear to be pine needles above the initiate's head. The apprehensive second figure is drawing back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: Helvetica; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HH0kxRppJJg/TarkdZz-pRI/AAAAAAAAHc0/OQ9hSLT94Xs/s1600/pom10.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HH0kxRppJJg/TarkdZz-pRI/AAAAAAAAHc0/OQ9hSLT94Xs/s320/pom10.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The t&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wo themes of this scene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;are torture and transfiguration, the evocative climax of the rite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Notice the complete abandonment to agony on the face of the initiate and the lash across her back. She is consoled by a woman identified as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a nurse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. To the right a nude women clashes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;celebratory cymbals and another woman is about to give to the initiate a thyrsus, symbolizing the successful completion of the rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SDYn9YLLWM/Tarkv1bLVNI/AAAAAAAAHc4/wl9qCgpHd_c/s1600/pom11.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SDYn9YLLWM/Tarkv1bLVNI/AAAAAAAAHc4/wl9qCgpHd_c/s320/pom11.bmp" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This scene represents an event after the completion of the ritual drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. The transformed initiate or bride prepares, with the help of an attendant, for marriage. A young Eros figure holds a mirror which reflects&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the image of the bride. Both the bride and her reflected image &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;stare out inquiringly at us, the observers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9UHCzL1KFU/TarlKSDtHwI/AAAAAAAAHc8/qfJne0olrSc/s1600/pom12.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9UHCzL1KFU/TarlKSDtHwI/AAAAAAAAHc8/qfJne0olrSc/s320/pom12.bmp" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The figure above has been identified as: the mother of the bride, the mistress of the villa, or the bride herself. Notice that she does wear a ring on her finger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she is the same female who began the dramatic ritual as a headstrong girl, she has certainly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;matured psychologically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Scene 10&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHAhEmLDe2c/TarlYNVchtI/AAAAAAAAHdA/5obp-9DcUa8/s1600/eros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHAhEmLDe2c/TarlYNVchtI/AAAAAAAAHdA/5obp-9DcUa8/s320/eros.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eros, a son of Chronos or Saturn, god of Love, is the final figure in the narrative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-5561708185111601380?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.facebook.com/pages/Consultório-Psicológico-e-psicanal%C3%ADtico/140728835995875?sk=wall' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/5561708185111601380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=5561708185111601380' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5561708185111601380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5561708185111601380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2011/04/formulas-da-sexuacao-estudo-de-sexta.html' title='Fórmulas da sexuação - Estudo de sexta-feira'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ga0esmLaU1g/TarhqB8XZ1I/AAAAAAAAHcY/GulpxrMKzmA/s72-c/flor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-5435497055855690955</id><published>2010-12-07T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T08:24:04.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/_vsLnsn50NEY/TP4H9g_jBjI/AAAAAAAAHcE/Vo7RFVkbbFE/s1600/telalu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/TP4H9g_jBjI/AAAAAAAAHcE/Vo7RFVkbbFE/s200/telalu.jpg" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/TP4IBEaHUuI/AAAAAAAAHcI/7G7qWFKsk98/s1600/TelaLu2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/TP4IBEaHUuI/AAAAAAAAHcI/7G7qWFKsk98/s200/TelaLu2.jpg" width="171" /&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/3584563992243176065-5435497055855690955?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/5435497055855690955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=5435497055855690955' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5435497055855690955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5435497055855690955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/TP4H9g_jBjI/AAAAAAAAHcE/Vo7RFVkbbFE/s72-c/telalu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-5916705261148534704</id><published>2010-10-01T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T06:06:39.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grupo de trabalho e pesquisa em dinâmicas de grupo:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Grupo de trabalho e pesquisa em dinâmicas de grupo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membros: Cristiane Curi Abud, Dulcemara Dedino, Fernando da Silveira, Paulo Jeronymo Pessoa de Carvalho (coordenador), Regina Célia Carvalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desenvolvimentos recentes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Nosso grupo tem se dedicado a uma investigação profunda da metapsicologia dos conjuntos intersubjetivos, como propõe René Kaës em seu livro “O Grupo e o Sujeito do Grupo”, como meio através do qual podemos nos capacitar teórica e metodológicamente para a tarefa de construir conhecimento psicanalítico sobre o campo da dinâmica de grupo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Temos, entre outros desenvolvimentos, nos dedicado a selecionar um objeto específico de investigações: diz respeito aos momentos iniciais da operação de dispositivos grupais em instituições, ou dito de outro modo, diz respeito àquilo que temos chamado de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;acoplamento de setting grupal e institucional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;. Especialmente nos conceitos desenvolvidos por nós de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;continência institucional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;convergência institucional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Temos também nos dedicado à tarefa de escutar nossa clínica com o dispositivo de grupos nas mais variadas tarefas, para seguir desenvolvendo aquilo que nos propusemos fazer desde a início desse grupo de trabalho e pesquisa: a tarefa de referenciação mútua enquanto psicanalista que se interessam e que trabalham com grupos e instituições;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Temos ainda nos dedicado a escrever nossas reflexões e tentar publicar. Desenvolvemos uma Jornada Interna do Departamento sobre grupos e nos preparamos atualmente para desenvolver uma segunda. Um dos texto desenvolvidos para a primeira jornada acaba de ser publicado na revista Percurso (n# 44).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-5916705261148534704?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/5916705261148534704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=5916705261148534704' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5916705261148534704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5916705261148534704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2010/10/grupo-de-trabalho-e-pesquisa-em.html' title='Grupo de trabalho e pesquisa em dinâmicas de grupo:'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-7089534358180793282</id><published>2010-09-15T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T05:49:11.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lu Zeferino: Colagem - Justaposições e sobreposições</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://luzeferino.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html?spref=bl"&gt;Lu Zeferino: Colagem - Justaposições e sobreposições&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parte das mudanças no ambiente físico do consultório, foi a restauração de uma mesa. 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font: 14.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;A báscula do desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Freud avança nos escritos técnicos - a análise é análise das resistências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Para entender a necessidade de se aprofundar na gênese do narcisismo. Ele fala que a partir de certo ponto a atenção de Freud está centrada em torno da função imaginária do eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Então a necessidade de se aprofundar na gênese do narcisismo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Importante ressaltar que Freud nunca perdeu o fio do metapsicológico na formulações sobre o EU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Eu = ego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Eu - psicologia. O EU nasce em referência ao tu. Em uma relação que o outro manifesta desejo, ordens que ela deve reconhecer seu pai, educadores, pares, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;A partir de certo momento a atenção freudiana está centrada na função imaginária do EU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Quando? Onde? (nota para MOI- pesquisar na obra de Freud)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Como reconhecer seus desejos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;O adulto não sabe nada sobre eles, para isso a análise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;O que é a ignorância?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Se o sujeito não se coloca em referência com a verdade não há ignorância. Se não há questão, não há ignorância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Na análise, a partir do momento que engajamos o sujeito numa pesquisa da verdade, começamos a constituir sua ignorância. Essa ignorância = VERNEINUNG (Negação) - desconhecimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;desconhecimento diferente de ignorância&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Atrás do desconhecimento há um certo conhecimento do que há a desconhecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;A função do EU é o conhecimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Estágio do Espelho na criança (plano imaginário)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Quando Édipo declina há introjeção. O que era fora se torna dentro o que era o pai se torna superego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Quando o estágio do espelho desaparece o desejo se produz. A imagem da forma do outro é assumida pelo sujeito. Se constitui no outro, o outro nos dá um corpo. Está alienado no outro. (plano imáginário). Antes que o desejo aprenda a se reconhecer, ele só é visto no outro. Através da linguagem ele se desaprisiona do outro (campo simbólico)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Cada vez que nos aproximamos dessa alienação primordial, se engendra a mais radical agressividade. Do desaparecimento do outro enquanto suporte do desejo do sujeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Santo Agostinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Cada vez que o sujeito se aprende como forma e como EU, o seu desejo se projeta para fora. Donde se segue a impossibilidade de toda coexistência humana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mas como está no simbólico, há mediação do reconehcimento, sem isso seria a destruição do outro coo tal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sem linguagem a relação é mediada pela agressividade. Fica enredado no narcisismo primário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;EGO-IDEAL- cada vez que refaz o estágio do espelho, o desejo volta no sujeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 18.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ego é um precipitado de identificações com objetos amados que lhe permitiram tornar sua forma. A estrutura mais fundamental do ser humano, no plano imaginário - destruir aquele que é a sede da alienação.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fa0000; font: 12.0px Chalkduster; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;O seminário - Lacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/3584563992243176065-7396551600545188324?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/7396551600545188324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=7396551600545188324' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7396551600545188324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7396551600545188324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2010/08/bascula-do-desejo-fichamento-estudos.html' title='A Báscula do desejo... fichamento/ estudos'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-1255701168224212847</id><published>2010-06-14T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:18:52.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alteridade - alguém explica melhor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Como Clarice diz a respeito da insônia, do desamparo de maneira tão profunda. Questões presentes em nosso tempo contemporâneo, lidadas com prozac, rivotril, etc. e podem ser lidadas também com... Clarice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;" Dar à mão a alguém sempre foi o que esperei da alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Muitas vezes antes de adormecer nessa pequena luta por não perder a consciência e entrar num mundo maior- muitas vezes, antes de ter coragem de ir para a grandeza do sono, finjo que alguém está me dando a mão e então vou, vou para a enorme ausência da forma que é o sono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;E quando mesmo assim não tenho coragem, então eu sonho".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-1255701168224212847?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/1255701168224212847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=1255701168224212847' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1255701168224212847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1255701168224212847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2010/06/alteridade-alguem-explica-melhor.html' title='Alteridade - alguém explica melhor?'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-1765663179318023366</id><published>2010-04-02T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T08:35:07.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010 by Sergio Guerra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Info" style="display: table;"&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Caption" style="color: grey; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;Nem em Ésquilo nem em Dante, aqueles austeros mestres da ternura, nem em Shakespeare, o mais humano de todos os grandes artistas, nem em toda a mitologia ou lenda celtas existe alguma coisa que possa igualar-se e até mesmo aproximar-se do último ato da Paixão de Cristo. A ceia com seus companheiros, um dos quais já o havia traído por um punhado de moedas; a angústia no pequeno e silencioso jardim banhado pelo luar; o falso amigo que se aproxima dele para traí-lo com um beijo; o outro que ainda acreditava nele e sobre o qual, como sobre uma rocha, ele esperava construir uma casa de refúgio para o Homem, negando-o quando o pássaro cantava para o amanhecer; sua absoluta solidão, a submissão total, a aceitação de tudo; e, a par disso, cenas tais como a do sacerdote rasgando as suas vestes num ataque de cólera; o magistrado pedindo água na vã esperança de limpar a nódoa de sangue inocente que fez dele a figura escarlate da história; a cerimônia de coroação do sofrimento, uma das coisas mais belas já registradas na história escrita; a crucificação do Inocente diante dos olhos de sua mãe e do discípulo que ele amava; os soldados lançando os dados para saber com quem ficariam as suas roupas; a morte horrível, através da qual ele deu ao mundo seu mais eterno símbolo; o sepultamento no túmulo do homem rico, o corpo envolto em tiras de linho egípcio embebidas em ricas especiarias e perfumes, como se ele tivesse sido filho de um rei. Quando contemplamos tudo isso exclusivamente sob o aspecto da arte, não podemos deixar de sentir-nos gratos pelo fato de que a suprema função da Igreja devesse ser a encenação da tragédia, sem derramamento de sangue, a representação mística por meio de diálogos, trajes e até mesmo gestos da Paixão do seu Senhor. Sempre é para mim motivo de prazer e espanto lembrar que a sobrevivência do coro grego, que se perdeu como arte em outros locais, deve-se basicamente à manutenção do diálogo entre os fiéis e o sacerdote durante a celebração da Missa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Wilde ( in "De Profundis")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-1765663179318023366?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/1765663179318023366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=1765663179318023366' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1765663179318023366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1765663179318023366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html' title='Easter 2010 by Sergio Guerra'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-8808167722477926955</id><published>2010-01-25T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:56:38.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos de praia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/S13pHBCUceI/AAAAAAAAHbI/R0hrf7B-daE/s1600-h/100_0727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/S13pHBCUceI/AAAAAAAAHbI/R0hrf7B-daE/s320/100_0727.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tal momento de praia me leva a Clarice em "água viva"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector: Água Viva é considerado o mais poético dos seus textos até pela mancha gráfica de algumas páginas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custa-me crer que eu morra. &lt;br /&gt;Pois estou borbulhante numa frescura frígida. &lt;br /&gt;Minha vida vai ser longuíssima porque cada instante é. &lt;br /&gt;A impressão é que estou por nascer e não consigo. Sou um coração batendo no mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Você que me lê que me ajude a nascer. &lt;br /&gt;Espere: está ficando escuro. Mais. &lt;br /&gt;Mais escuro. O instante é de um escuro total. &lt;br /&gt;Continua.&lt;br /&gt;Espere: começo a vislumbrar uma coisa. &lt;br /&gt;Uma forma luminescente. Barriga leitosa com umbigo?            &lt;br /&gt;Espere – pois sairei desta escuridão onde tenho medo, escuridão e êxtase. &lt;br /&gt;Sou o coração da treva.&lt;br /&gt;O problema é que na janela do meu quarto há um defeito na cortina. &lt;br /&gt;Ela não corre e não se fecha portanto. Então a lua cheia entra toda e vem fosforescer de          silêncios o quarto: é horrível. &lt;br /&gt;Agora as trevas vão se dissipando.&lt;br /&gt;Nasci. &lt;br /&gt;Pausa. &lt;br /&gt;Maravilhoso escândalo: nasço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-8808167722477926955?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/8808167722477926955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=8808167722477926955' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/8808167722477926955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/8808167722477926955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2010/01/momentos-de-praia.html' title='Momentos de praia'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/S13pHBCUceI/AAAAAAAAHbI/R0hrf7B-daE/s72-c/100_0727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-3099660424729152782</id><published>2009-12-31T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:00:39.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porco para todos em 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SzzlQSTbvTI/AAAAAAAAHbA/AIPctfdx5Bo/s1600-h/NeujahrGl%C3%BCckwunsch2010_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SzzlQSTbvTI/AAAAAAAAHbA/AIPctfdx5Bo/s640/NeujahrGl%C3%BCckwunsch2010_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SzzlQSTbvTI/AAAAAAAAHbA/AIPctfdx5Bo/s1600-h/NeujahrGl%C3%BCckwunsch2010_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Loved it Gunther's card!&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/3584563992243176065-3099660424729152782?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/3099660424729152782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=3099660424729152782' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/3099660424729152782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/3099660424729152782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/12/porco-para-todos-em-2010.html' title='Porco para todos em 2010'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SzzlQSTbvTI/AAAAAAAAHbA/AIPctfdx5Bo/s72-c/NeujahrGl%C3%BCckwunsch2010_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-775958325751354984</id><published>2009-11-22T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T09:48:23.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ato Médico</title><content type='html'>O Conselho Federal de Psicologia distribuiu um manifesto, durante o congresso, leia-o aqui  &lt;a href="http://www2.pol.org.br/downloads/carta_atomedico.pdf"&gt;http://www2.pol.org.br/downloads/carta_atomedico.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manifeste-se em relação ao PL do Ato Médico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crpsp.org.br/crp/midia/atomedico/manifesto.aspx"&gt;http://www.crpsp.org.br/crp/midia/atomedico/manifesto.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-775958325751354984?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/775958325751354984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=775958325751354984' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/775958325751354984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/775958325751354984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/11/ato-medico.html' title='Ato Médico'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-974022747846940930</id><published>2009-10-13T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:31:10.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grupo sobre grupo e Lacan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/StS3o6u2lRI/AAAAAAAAHaQ/-Q2gnekFtGo/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; 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Sertão Japão</title><content type='html'>História encantadora de Fernando Vilela *, revelando a riqueza para mistura de Universos antes imaginados como tão pouco possíveis de integração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envolvida em estudo, ontem teve Cartel, lembrei que Lacan diz que &lt;strong&gt;o inconsciente é o discurso do Outro (com letra maiúscula),&lt;/strong&gt; acreditem não lacanianos isso faz toda diferença, também descobri a pouco tempo. Essa afirmação já foi tema de conversa em um encontro... O que quero dizer com isso, (e tal história me remeteu a isso), é que o inconsciente consiste naquelas palavras que surgem de algum outro lugar que não da fala do eu.&lt;br /&gt;Somente afetando o Outro discurso, que alguma mudança pode acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTCeeM2YcI/AAAAAAAAHZ4/-XIFod_kcFI/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387644883000779202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTCeeM2YcI/AAAAAAAAHZ4/-XIFod_kcFI/s400/Slide1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTCN9j4ToI/AAAAAAAAHZw/N7YAWCmDyGk/s1600-h/Slide2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387644599361097346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTCN9j4ToI/AAAAAAAAHZw/N7YAWCmDyGk/s400/Slide2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTCFPpInSI/AAAAAAAAHZo/Il9zTXSFqkE/s1600-h/Slide3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387644449596153122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTCFPpInSI/AAAAAAAAHZo/Il9zTXSFqkE/s400/Slide3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTByswVDjI/AAAAAAAAHZg/B6IlRMLz22E/s1600-h/Slide4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387644130993442354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTByswVDjI/AAAAAAAAHZg/B6IlRMLz22E/s400/Slide4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* história da revista Continuum Itaú Cultural&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-5457809392009833641?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/5457809392009833641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=5457809392009833641' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5457809392009833641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5457809392009833641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/10/historia-para-gente-grande.html' title='História para gente grande... Sertão Japão'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SsTCeeM2YcI/AAAAAAAAHZ4/-XIFod_kcFI/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-7350897107350578788</id><published>2009-09-07T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T06:12:43.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arquivos de Clínica Ampliada - Arte como forma de tratamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SqVXVXBjb3I/AAAAAAAAHYw/AE_oyOGZv34/s1600-h/DSC01084+pac+pintura.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378801354433326962" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SqVXVXBjb3I/AAAAAAAAHYw/AE_oyOGZv34/s320/DSC01084+pac+pintura.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Grupo de sexta feira- em uma época de saída de pacientes e entrada de novos pacientes.&lt;br /&gt;Propus um desenho coletivo. Comentários como: Não sei desenhar sou péssima.&lt;br /&gt;Começaram timidamente , até irem se integrando e construindo o desenho coletivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diziam falta tal coisa o fulano pode fazer, assim surgiu a construção cada um colocando um elemento feito por eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Alguns pontos surgiram: Preso a padrões pré-estabelecidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que fazem quando esses padrões de alguma forma ficaram muito distantes de serem atingidos&lt;br /&gt;Como construir seus próprios. (se puderem pintar uma casa própria não a estabelecida pela maioria. Não seria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; mais interessante e mais poss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ível?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SqVSaJPvrHI/AAAAAAAAHYQ/kghFw0TXjiw/s200/DSC01089+pac.pint2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Na sala há um quadro de um artista famoso - Gustavo Rosa. Percebem após com a ajuda da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; terapeuta. A liberdade de criação do artista, pouco preocupado em desenhar um pássaro fiel a um modelo real. As pinceladas aparentes, e a mistura das cores mostram como essa criação foi possível a partir de um despojamento de modelos pré- estabelecidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Fizeram questão de colocarem o trabalho do grupo ao lado do trabalho do Gustavo Rosa. Como uma possibilidade de algo também construído preso ainda a conceitos estabelecidos mas com desejo de criar os seus próprios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;OFICINA DE MEMÓRIA - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Escritora Neta Mello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SqVWHvGSuLI/AAAAAAAAHYg/OijQHQssnOk/s320/IMAG5653+ofmemo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SqVW6uc8BNI/AAAAAAAAHYo/YbSfFGJNF40/s200/IMAG5681+ofmemo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Oficina de Memória foi um encontro de membros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;da Unifesp – Escola Paulista de Medicina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Aconteceu na Praça Viva no dia 25 de setembro de 2007. Marcada para as 12 horas, começou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;com alguns funcionários e ex-funcionários convidados pela equipe do Nasf e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; aos poucos, foi reunindo pessoas que passam pelo local e se interessaram pela oficina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Histórias de vida de gente que faz parte da imensa comunidade da “Escola” como todos preferem chamar a instituição. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Os participantes afirmaram que sentem falta de um espaço que resgate o vínculo afetivo com a instituição. A enorme comunidade, espalhada pelas casinhas do bairro, poderia manter espaços de convívio e troca de experiências. O “cuidar dos cuidadores” evidenciado pelo trabalho do PQV, pode ser o início dessa proposta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Márcia Regina, do Centro de História e Filosofia das Ciências da Saúde e coordenadora da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; pesquisa dos 75 anos da escola, falou sobre o projeto em fase de conclusão – são 75 depoimentos de funcionários, ex-alunos, professores gravados em vídeo e que farão parte do livro comemorativo à data.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;As histórias contadas na oficina serão encaminhadas para o centro e poderão enriquecer o conteúdo do Museu. Alguns participantes escreveram experiências vividas na instituição, contaram histórias do “pertencimento” e da dificuldade de preservação dos relatos. “Seu” Macedo, funcionário mais antigo (desde 1937) contou para o grupo que entrou dois anos antes da formatura da primeira turma do curso de Medicina, em 1939. Ficou evid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ente que relatos como esse são fundamentais para que se possa divulgar a história da instituição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SqVXmY6miYI/AAAAAAAAHY4/CO_9AZmWVAA/s320/IMAG5676+ofmemo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A preservação da memória não pode ser vista apenas como saudosismo, idéia de que o passado foi melhor do que o presente – ela é necessária para se compreender novos rumos e novas estruturas que se pretendem criar. A base de toda instituição está nas pessoas, nos seres humanos que a construíram e que se envolveram pelo trabalho de toda uma comunidade. Sem esse resgate, as instituições perdem sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço a Nadia Pacheco pelo convite para oficina. Meu trabalho como historiadora, cronista e escritora tem sido pautado pela preservação da memória. Numa sociedade que “descarta” e “deleta” a História, precisamos enfatizar, pela educação continuada, o valor de cada indivíduo. Talvez por isso a Unifesp seja chamada carinhosamente de “Escola”.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Neta Mello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;O ponto de Vista Psi sobre a Oficina de Memória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;O projeto oficina de memória, além de resgatar a história dos funcionários da Escola Paulista de Medicina, e junto com isso, o próprio memorial da instituição, traz em seu bojo, as diversas manifestações da subjetividade desses funcionários.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero dizer que através desse recurso, pudemos ter acesso á subjetividade de cada um dos participantes, a partir do momento em que contar a sua história representa entrar em contato com o próprio fato de ser sujeito atuante dessa história.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Quando falo de sujeito refiro-me a alguém capaz de pensar, decidir e atuar por conta própria, assim partindo-se desse pressuposto, a subjetividade engloba tudo que é próprio da condição de ser sujeito, isto é capacidades sensoriais, afetivas e imaginativas, envolvidas nos processos de perceber compreender, decidir e agir.&lt;br /&gt;No nosso século, há uma valorização da autonomia, da subjetividade, emergindo como um novo paradigma, uma nova forma de se representar a relação entre sujeito e objeto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Dessa forma, contar as histórias vividas por cada um foi a manifestação mais evidente do seu espaço íntimo (mundo interno) e como ele se relaciona com o mundo social(mundo externo), resultando tanto nas marcas singulares da formação do sujeito, quanto na construção de crenças e valores compartilhados pelo cultural e que vão fazer parte dessa experiência histórica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Podemos observar isso a partir do relato de Marina Medeiros quando nos conta que :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;“ Diziam que quando aparecia um urubu no telhado do prédio do museu, é&lt;br /&gt;porque vai morrer alguém da Escola. Rezei muito, porque apareceu um urubu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Rvv8MtHJ25I/AAAAAAAABIc/5KKGOywAq3Q/s1600-h/IMAG5669.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e o Dr. Marcelino, que era meu amigo, estava muito doente, pensei , então que era ele que ia morrer, mas morreu um outro médico, no lugar dele, com quem não tinha muito conhecimento.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Outro relato, também igualmente interessante é o de Cecília ao nos contar sobre o&lt;br /&gt;seu primeiro plantão no Pronto Socorro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Rvv8jNHJ26I/AAAAAAAABIk/-mgBts8LsoI/s1600-h/IMAG5677.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Rvv8jNHJ26I/AAAAAAAABIk/-mgBts8LsoI/s1600-h/IMAG5677.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Rvv8jNHJ26I/AAAAAAAABIk/-mgBts8LsoI/s1600-h/IMAG5677.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;“ Meu primeiro plantão foi na sala de emergência, há 17 anos atrás e era o primeiro plantão do residente Dr. André, hoje bem conceituado na sua disciplina. Só que não imaginávamos que estávamos iniciando eu e ele. Foi muito engraçado, porque ele confiando que eu poderia ajudá-lo e eu achando o mesmo, que ele poderia me ajudar. Depois percebemos que tudo aquilo era novo para nós dois, que estávamos na mesma condição. Parece que isso nós uniu mais, pois tínhamos&lt;br /&gt;que atender e dar conta do recado. Até hoje lembramos disso como algo que foi muito marcante. Estávamos no mesmo barco, só que ele médico e eu auxiliar”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Pudemos também ouvir as histórias do Sr. Macedo, patrimônio vivo da história da Escola Paulista de Medicina, pois a Escola foi fundada em 1933 e ele está lá desde de 1937. Conta com muita graça que todos os seus amigos estão esperando por ele lá em cima , quer dizer com isso, que é o último que sobrou, pois todos já se foram. Percebo que, embora fale assim, demonstra muita vivacidade e envolvimento com o trabalho que por vezes chega a se confundir com a sua própria história de vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Por fim, pudemos ainda observar que essa experiência de contar as suas histórias , foi de uma riqueza única para essas pessoas, que puderam ter essas histórias validadas por um outro que as escuta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-7350897107350578788?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/7350897107350578788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=7350897107350578788' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7350897107350578788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7350897107350578788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/09/arquivos-de-clinica-ampliada-arte-como.html' title='Arquivos de Clínica Ampliada - Arte como forma de tratamento'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SqVXVXBjb3I/AAAAAAAAHYw/AE_oyOGZv34/s72-c/DSC01084+pac+pintura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-3578989916584891972</id><published>2009-08-17T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T05:12:34.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta a Arena romana... No Limte.</title><content type='html'>Fiquei muito impressionada ao me contarem, que em  um programa chamado NO LIMITE, estavam comendo animal vivo!! Programa esse que é um jogo, uma realidade criada para o entretenimento dos espectadores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comer animal vivo!!! FORA DO LIMITE da ética. Será que não surgirá nenhuma raça que coma o ser humano vivo apenas por brincadeirinha? Ahhhhh já tem; os psicopatas! Que bom! Ainda assistiremos isso na TV!! Dizemos no Brasil, país tão carente de parâmetros éticos, que a REDE Globo é formadora de opinião. Que ética construimos a cada domingo nesse país?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano é responsável pelo que de ruim acontece com ele.  Como pode ainda, as pessoas assistirem um programa desse? Como se fosse algo natural! Essa é uma realidade criada, é um jogo. Não há diferença nenhuma das arenas romanas onde se jogava ser humano vivo para os leões comerem, e as pessoas pagavam ingresso para assistir o espetáculo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na época do imperador romano Nero (54 a 68 d.C.), espetáculos bizarros eram promovidos pela insanidade humana. Cristãos eram atirados as feras nas arenas romanas, os corpos mutilados e o show sangrento serviam de diversão para a platéia que, descontrolada, urrava e pedia bis.  Tempos sombrios caracterizados pela insensibilidade e primitivismo das atitudes e dos sentimentos. Eram? ou É?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diante disso... o que é um cachorro estraçalhado na avenida? Refresco para os olhos dos que passam por ali!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-3578989916584891972?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/3578989916584891972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=3578989916584891972' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/3578989916584891972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/3578989916584891972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-volta-arena-romana-no-limte.html' title='De volta a Arena romana... No Limte.'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-2046725024353634011</id><published>2009-07-27T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:52:38.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caramelo filme recomendadíssimo por mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Sm3M2U0jhtI/AAAAAAAAHX4/Xhecug8qBQc/s1600-h/caramelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363167964942272210" style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Sm3M2U0jhtI/AAAAAAAAHX4/Xhecug8qBQc/s200/caramelo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Gostoso como caramelo é um convite ao pensamento. Um pouco a La Almodóvar.... Existem sonhos, e a vida vivida no limite da transgressão mesmo para aquelas onde o desejo se mostram de forma mais resignada e obediente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicadeza nas relações! Por mais intenso que seja o desejo. Um filme que revela que o inconsciente opera na presença do outro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-2046725024353634011?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/2046725024353634011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=2046725024353634011' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/2046725024353634011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/2046725024353634011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/07/caramelo-filme-recomendadissimo-por-mim.html' title='Caramelo filme recomendadíssimo por mim'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Sm3M2U0jhtI/AAAAAAAAHX4/Xhecug8qBQc/s72-c/caramelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-5604084974034078015</id><published>2009-07-18T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T07:41:48.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unmistakable meanings</title><content type='html'>Através do abstrato a justaposição da ambiguidade (símbolos) com clareza e significados inconfundíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SmIPS9jk_wI/AAAAAAAAHXw/oY-k2W-IdAM/s1600-h/DSC03173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359863324960161538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SmIPS9jk_wI/AAAAAAAAHXw/oY-k2W-IdAM/s400/DSC03173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foto by Lu Zeferino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Estudos Lacanianos... As simbolizações introduzidas por alguém determinam uma posição inicial a partir do qual o sujeito pode agir entre o real e o imaginário. E se desenvolver... O desenvolvimento só ocorre a medida que o sujeito se integra em um sistema simbólico.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginário na verdade é o Real. E o Real é o Imaginário. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-5604084974034078015?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/5604084974034078015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=5604084974034078015' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5604084974034078015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5604084974034078015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/07/unmistakable-meanings.html' title='Unmistakable meanings'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SmIPS9jk_wI/AAAAAAAAHXw/oY-k2W-IdAM/s72-c/DSC03173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-4380307410498105174</id><published>2009-05-22T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:20:07.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Análise - Liberdade de escolha (neurose de destino)</title><content type='html'>" O que a psicanálise revela nos fenômenos de transferência dos neuróticos, também pode ser observado nas vidas de certas pessoas normais. A impressão que dão é de serem perseguidas por um destino maligno ou possuídas por algum poder demoníaco; a psicanálise, porém, sempre foi de opinião de que seu destino é na maior parte, arranjado por elas próprias e determinado por influências infantis primitivas. " &lt;em&gt;Freud, S. 1920&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-4380307410498105174?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/4380307410498105174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=4380307410498105174' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4380307410498105174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4380307410498105174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/05/analise-liberdade-de-escolha-neurose-de.html' title='Análise - Liberdade de escolha (neurose de destino)'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-6414318313449569342</id><published>2009-04-03T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:22:55.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Sda2YQCwVhI/AAAAAAAAGKU/J-FVuHetuHk/s1600-h/Arte+e+Saude+curso+MUBE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320640537524459026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Sda2YQCwVhI/AAAAAAAAGKU/J-FVuHetuHk/s400/Arte+e+Saude+curso+MUBE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-6414318313449569342?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/6414318313449569342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=6414318313449569342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6414318313449569342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6414318313449569342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/Sda2YQCwVhI/AAAAAAAAGKU/J-FVuHetuHk/s72-c/Arte+e+Saude+curso+MUBE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-4421594903511026269</id><published>2009-03-11T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:48:41.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu olhar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SbgvUCXn_EI/AAAAAAAAGKM/s5f80d-OF5A/s1600-h/DSC02321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312047781763349570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SbgvUCXn_EI/AAAAAAAAGKM/s5f80d-OF5A/s400/DSC02321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que captura um olhar? De quem é esse olhar? Quais as condições necessárias para ver o que está a sua frente? Ver? Não ver? De que ferramentas dispõe a pessoa para ver ou tentar não ver? Que parte ve? Vê o todo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não existe o todo. Nada é todo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lacan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-4421594903511026269?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/4421594903511026269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=4421594903511026269' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4421594903511026269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4421594903511026269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/03/meu-olhar.html' title='Meu olhar...'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SbgvUCXn_EI/AAAAAAAAGKM/s5f80d-OF5A/s72-c/DSC02321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-3852747727245147590</id><published>2009-02-25T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:43:38.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SaVnGG9zJ2I/AAAAAAAAGJk/F8wgz02QAhA/s1600-h/Quadro+v%C3%B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306761090572691298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SaVnGG9zJ2I/AAAAAAAAGJk/F8wgz02QAhA/s400/Quadro+v%C3%B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-3852747727245147590?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/3852747727245147590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=3852747727245147590' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/3852747727245147590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/3852747727245147590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SaVnGG9zJ2I/AAAAAAAAGJk/F8wgz02QAhA/s72-c/Quadro+v%C3%B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-4431486717401361082</id><published>2009-01-25T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:15:56.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fora de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SXzOiyvaw1I/AAAAAAAAExs/H7YsBUjnx0M/s1600-h/Olhar+foto+ponte+reno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295334359012393810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SXzOiyvaw1I/AAAAAAAAExs/H7YsBUjnx0M/s400/Olhar+foto+ponte+reno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Penso no mundo. Penso na vida. É muito comum pensar- assim, como pensar em nada - no mundo, na vida. Mundo é um nome muito pequeno para o muito grande, o estranho que me aninha, está fora de mim. Com o conceito de mundo o limite do meu pensamento fechado em si mesmo é superado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O mundo é o que apenas posso pensar, não posso tê-lo, posso vê-lo, mas apenas em parte Mundo é o nome de uma eterna novidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Köln cidade da época romana. Preserva pedaços de muros romano. Foi destruída 90% na 2a. guerra, reconstruída... quando estamos lá é como se pudéssemos acreditar que algo pode ser eterno. Mesmo sabendo que a vida, as relações são transitórias. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SXzVhO9YALI/AAAAAAAAEx0/b69Y2nY1s6M/s1600-h/S7306207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295342028808782002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SXzVhO9YALI/AAAAAAAAEx0/b69Y2nY1s6M/s320/S7306207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cadeados colocados por pessoas que se casam e jogam a chave no rio Reno. A ETERNIDADE marcada simbolicamente pelo cadeado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-4431486717401361082?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/4431486717401361082/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=4431486717401361082' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4431486717401361082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4431486717401361082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/01/fora-de-mim.html' title='Fora de mim'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SXzOiyvaw1I/AAAAAAAAExs/H7YsBUjnx0M/s72-c/Olhar+foto+ponte+reno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-6234393799170198316</id><published>2009-01-12T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:31:47.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias do trabalho</title><content type='html'>Li em algum lugar que a curiosidade é um desejo de continuação.... ir na direção do que não sei &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290535009098896898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SWvBj3EblgI/AAAAAAAAEoo/eS92fE9soXU/s320/S7308262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;do que &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SWvEVOQ7C-I/AAAAAAAAEow/nFeopR0oNg0/s1600-h/S7308283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290538056162151394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SWvEVOQ7C-I/AAAAAAAAEow/nFeopR0oNg0/s320/S7308283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;desconheço&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-6234393799170198316?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/6234393799170198316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=6234393799170198316' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6234393799170198316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6234393799170198316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2009/01/frias-do-trabalho.html' title='Férias do trabalho'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SWvBj3EblgI/AAAAAAAAEoo/eS92fE9soXU/s72-c/S7308262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-7174521133913928626</id><published>2008-12-05T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T06:16:04.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lendo...           (notas para artigo)</title><content type='html'>Balada do Cárcere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;de Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;... Percebo agora que a dor, sendo a suprema emoção de que o homem é capaz, é ao mesmo tempo o tipo e o teste de toda a grande Arte. Aquilo que o artista procura constantemente é aquele modo de existência no qual a alma e o corpo são um e indivisíveis, no qual o exterior exprime o interior, no qual a Forma se revela. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/STk1PqfAG3I/AAAAAAAAEmk/uTpIC6ZzfMM/s1600-h/DSC02028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276306981659876210" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/STk1PqfAG3I/AAAAAAAAEmk/uTpIC6ZzfMM/s320/DSC02028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não há muitos dessa existência; a juventude e as artes preocupadas com a juventude podem servir-nos de modelo num determinado momento; noutro momento, podemos gostar de pensar que, em sua sutileza e sensibilidade de impressão, em sua sugestão de um espírito que lida com coisas exteriores e que faz da terra e do ar, e do vapor e da cidade, sua veste, e na mórbida simpatia de seus humores, de seus tons e cores, a moderna arte da paisagem realiza para nós, pictoricamente, aquilo que foi realizado pelos gregos com tão plástica perfeição. A música, na qual todo sujeito é absorvido pela expressão e não pode ser separado dela, é um exemplo simples daquilo que quero dizer; mas o sofrimento é o tipo último, tanto da Vida como da Arte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/STk2FRNUi8I/AAAAAAAAEms/9svf4TjQZqI/s1600-h/DSC02030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276307902587767746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/STk2FRNUi8I/AAAAAAAAEms/9svf4TjQZqI/s320/DSC02030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por trás da Alegria e do Riso, pode haver um temperamento vulgar, duro e insensível. Mas, por trás do Sofrimento, há sempre Sofrimento. Ao contrário do Prazer, a Dor não tem máscaras. A Verdade na Arte não é uma correspondência entre a idéia essencial e a existência acidental; não é uma semelhança de forma e sombra, ou da forma espelhada no cristal à própria forma; não é um eco que vem de um campo vazio, tal como não é o poço de água prateada existente no vale que mostra a Lua à Lua e Narciso à Narciso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A verdade da Arte é a unidade da coisa consigo mesma: o exterior tornado expressivo do interior; a lama encarnada: a união do corpo com o espírito. Por esta razão, não há verdade que se compare com o sofrimento. Às vezes o sofrimento parece-me ser a única verdade. Outras coisas podem ser ilusões dos olhos ou do apetite, feitas e há dor no nascimento de uma criança ou de uma estrela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais do que isso, há uma intensa e extraordinária realidade no sofrimento. Disse de mim própiro que era uma pessoa que tinha relações simbólicas com a Arte e com a cultura de minha época....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando começamos a viver, o que é doce é tão doce para nós, e aquilo que é amargo, tão amargo, tão amargo, que dirigimos, inevitavelmente, todos os nossos desejos para o prazer, e procuramos, não apenas "durante um mês ou dois alimentarmo-nos de mel", mas não experimentar, durante toda a nossa vida, nenhum outro alimento, ignorando entretanto que podemos estar fazendo com que a alma morra de fome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wilde,O., Balada do Cárcere de Reading (texto Integral) , Martin Claret, São Paulo, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pág 77 e 78.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-7174521133913928626?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/7174521133913928626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=7174521133913928626' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7174521133913928626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7174521133913928626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/12/lendo-notas-para-artigo.html' title='Lendo...           (notas para artigo)'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/STk1PqfAG3I/AAAAAAAAEmk/uTpIC6ZzfMM/s72-c/DSC02028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-170935710199981429</id><published>2008-11-01T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:31:09.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre a Dor e o Prazer II</title><content type='html'>Sábado de produção no ateliê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Várias produções sobre o tema. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... A emoção do bebê ao ver o rosto da mãe que o compreende constitui os primórdios do sentimento de beleza. Sem entrar na discussão de um conceito complexo, podemos dizer que a arte nos compreende e nos expressa, mesmo que não estejamos conscientes disso. Quando queremos apresentar-nos a alguém, costumamos mostrar as músicas, os poemas, os quadros que gostamos. Supomos que de alguma maneira, estamos contidos nestas formas construídas. Ao elaborar a obra o artista não tem alternativa senão a radicalidade de partir do abismo, do novo, do inominado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SQyR6vvyhsI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/xDIpeMRu06A/s1600-h/Trabalho+gravura+entre+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263742502924617410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SQyR6vvyhsI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/xDIpeMRu06A/s400/Trabalho+gravura+entre+II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-170935710199981429?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/170935710199981429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=170935710199981429' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/170935710199981429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/170935710199981429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/11/entre-dor-e-o-prazer-ii.html' title='Entre a Dor e o Prazer II'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SQyR6vvyhsI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/xDIpeMRu06A/s72-c/Trabalho+gravura+entre+II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-6760517957640169245</id><published>2008-10-30T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:34:19.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre a Dor e o Prazer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SQnTf7VjgqI/AAAAAAAAEls/SLvQojT8f4k/s1600-h/Entre+gravura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262970185016640162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SQnTf7VjgqI/AAAAAAAAEls/SLvQojT8f4k/s400/Entre+gravura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Meu processo de criação no Atelie de Gravura. Não poderia estar desvinculado ao meu tema de estudo na Psicanálise.&lt;br /&gt;Gravura no metal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-6760517957640169245?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/6760517957640169245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=6760517957640169245' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6760517957640169245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6760517957640169245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/10/entre-dor-e-o-prazer.html' title='Entre a Dor e o Prazer'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SQnTf7VjgqI/AAAAAAAAEls/SLvQojT8f4k/s72-c/Entre+gravura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-6740579120758047663</id><published>2008-10-19T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:55:07.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se você vier pro que der e vier... nesse dia branco!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SPusGoleSVI/AAAAAAAAEko/EwLntZbeV78/s1600-h/Postagem+dia+branco+SP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258986219858970962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SPusGoleSVI/AAAAAAAAEko/EwLntZbeV78/s400/Postagem+dia+branco+SP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; São Paulo teve um dia típico Paulistano. Nublado. Lindo! Um dia Branco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foto: Lu Zeferino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-6740579120758047663?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/6740579120758047663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=6740579120758047663' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6740579120758047663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6740579120758047663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/10/se-voc-vier-pro-que-der-e-vier-nesse.html' title='Se você vier pro que der e vier... nesse dia branco!!'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SPusGoleSVI/AAAAAAAAEko/EwLntZbeV78/s72-c/Postagem+dia+branco+SP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-1458114462127661387</id><published>2008-10-12T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:47:13.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;olhar o mesmo olho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com outros olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em outro olhar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o mesmo olho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos mesmos olhos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o olhar do outro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de olho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Alice Ruiz)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-1458114462127661387?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/1458114462127661387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=1458114462127661387' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1458114462127661387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1458114462127661387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/10/olhar-o-mesmo-olho-com-outros-olhos-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-8776091695919144114</id><published>2008-10-02T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:19:02.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Será?,,, Pensamento positivo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Quem sabe com mais um punhado de pensamento positivo se consegue sair da crise!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma grande jornalista americana, Barbara Ehrenreich, no "New York Times" de 23 de setembro, aponta para um responsável menos óbvio: o pensamento positivo, triunfante na cultura americana das últimas décadas.Para Ehrenreich, o problema é que, há anos, "tropas de pastores de superigrejas e um fluxo infinito de best-sellers de auto-ajuda" juram que, para conseguir o que a gente quer, é suficiente "acreditar firme": deseje ardentemente o objeto de sua ambição, e eis que o mundo e Deus responderão a seu pedido.As estantes das livrarias de aeroporto mandam cada viajante (sobretudo se for um executivo) ser loucamente otimista e confiante. Em seus sites, os conferencistas motivacionais ainda listam orgulhosamente, entre seus clientes importantes, Lehman Brothers e Merril Lynch...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Folha de SP - coluna do Contardo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-8776091695919144114?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/8776091695919144114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=8776091695919144114' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/8776091695919144114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/8776091695919144114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/10/ser-pensamento-positivo.html' title='Será?,,, Pensamento positivo...'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-9141027391492973711</id><published>2008-10-01T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:44:14.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estudos... notas para artigo...</title><content type='html'>“Compreende Freud que o sintoma é a semente de onde pode germinar o que existe de singular na pessoa. Freud definitivamente atestou que o sintoma não é um erro, mas a via de acesso da pessoa a si mesma. Freud lembrou-nos que a semente, longe de ser um resto inútil, é um resto útil. O sintoma, para a medicina, é algo que deve ser eliminado, para a psicanálise, sustentado”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O amor por si próprio(narcisístico) conhece uma única barreira; o amor pelos outros, o amor pelos objetos”(Freud, S.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-9141027391492973711?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/9141027391492973711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=9141027391492973711' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/9141027391492973711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/9141027391492973711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/10/estudos-notas-para-artigo.html' title='Estudos... notas para artigo...'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-1327498854997151051</id><published>2008-09-26T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T06:15:42.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Processo...</title><content type='html'>Meu consultório é palco de muitos processos... diversificados, e que eu costumo dizer: é o encanto da minha profissão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas essas semanas um processo muito diferente, para quem vive na cidade de São Paulo, está acontecendo por lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lá tem uma Jabuticabeira que vem roubando a atenção de todos que passam por ali. E eu, diretamentamente da varanda de minha sala, posso interagir com ela... E com os efeitos, que ela causa, em algumas pessoas ao verem as jabuticabas amadurecerem em seu tronco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olha que coisa louca?!! Jabuticaba dá no tronco!!! Só fiquei sabendo disso de uns anos para cá, quando mudei para esse consultório.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SNzo_xlf-jI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/ZFM0EcGlOo4/s1600-h/20082008250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SNzpwSThZQI/AAAAAAAAEXY/JnhPgmI3YGo/s1600-h/24092008303.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SNzs5kPcDbI/AAAAAAAAEXo/CtqlEYoUR-E/s1600-h/20082008250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250331739332283826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SNzs5kPcDbI/AAAAAAAAEXo/CtqlEYoUR-E/s200/20082008250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SODcCNpfVzI/AAAAAAAAEYA/FB0y2kWoI3w/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251439096095528754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SODcCNpfVzI/AAAAAAAAEYA/FB0y2kWoI3w/s200/DSC01794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SNzr7XAkXxI/AAAAAAAAEXg/uWkkbEYoXSI/s1600-h/24092008303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250330670628364050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SNzr7XAkXxI/AAAAAAAAEXg/uWkkbEYoXSI/s200/24092008303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SOImMwUFX6I/AAAAAAAAEfA/_cFc6YT8KVM/s1600-h/S7301375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251802116036845474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SOImMwUFX6I/AAAAAAAAEfA/_cFc6YT8KVM/s200/S7301375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-1327498854997151051?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/1327498854997151051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=1327498854997151051' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1327498854997151051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/1327498854997151051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/09/processo.html' title='Processo...'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SNzs5kPcDbI/AAAAAAAAEXo/CtqlEYoUR-E/s72-c/20082008250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-4915386207425031307</id><published>2008-09-04T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:46:34.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A maior traição é a traição do próprio desejo da gente</title><content type='html'>Essa semana lidei com esse assunto clinicamente. Coincidentemente hoje na Folha Contardo fala sobre tal assunto. Nada pior alguém que não assume e não se responsabiliza pelo seu desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns pontos que concordo totalmente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" O ciumento é mais preocupado consigo e com seus rivais do que com o objeto de seu amor. Eles reconhecem, grosso modo, dois tipos de ciúme, que ambos seriam restos neuróticos da infância:1) Há o ciúme possessivo de quem não deixa a primeira infância, continua querendo ser um único corpo, junto com a mãe, e só enxerga ameaças - no pai, nos irmãos etc. Nesse estilo, uma tia minha passou a vida recluída pelo marido: não saía de casa, nenhum médico podia examiná-la. Por essa razão, eu não a conheci, mas minha avó dizia que o homem era louco e que ela era louca também, por aceitar."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Há o ciúme inseguro de quem nunca se sente "tranqüilamente" amável e está sempre revivendo as emoções da pré-puberdade, quando descobrimos que a mãe tem interesses diferentes da gente (experiência dolorosa, mas também prazerosa, pois, traindo-nos, ela nos liberta para desejarmos outras coisas)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mais duas observações. A maior traição é a traição do próprio desejo da gente; portanto, pedir ao outro para não nos trair é menos importante do que lhe pedir para não trair a si mesmo. Até porque um parceiro ou uma parceira que traísse seu próprio desejo para ficar com a gente acabaria, a médio prazo, odiando-nos por ter-se traído.Enfim, uma infidelidade não é razão para acabar com uma relação. No máximo, é razão para perguntar-se se a relação vale a pena."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-4915386207425031307?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/4915386207425031307/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=4915386207425031307' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4915386207425031307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4915386207425031307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/09/maior-traio-traio-do-prprio-desejo-da.html' title='A maior traição é a traição do próprio desejo da gente'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-5793224017541028117</id><published>2008-08-13T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:50:09.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SKNWk-FmquI/AAAAAAAADVg/4QZNF0wwEng/s1600-h/ma%C3%A7%C3%A3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234122385076431586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SKNWk-FmquI/AAAAAAAADVg/4QZNF0wwEng/s200/ma%C3%A7%C3%A3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todo nosso funcionamento é baseado na insatisfação do desejo, na idéia de que isso é capaz de desdobramentos infinitos. E se você encontrar o objeto final da sua insatisfação, tudo pára.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-5793224017541028117?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/5793224017541028117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=5793224017541028117' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5793224017541028117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5793224017541028117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/08/todo-nosso-funcionamento-baseado-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SKNWk-FmquI/AAAAAAAADVg/4QZNF0wwEng/s72-c/ma%C3%A7%C3%A3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-2715770075915727748</id><published>2008-08-06T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:44:59.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus estudos ... A psicanálise se debruça sobre a origem do processo de criação</title><content type='html'>Sobre uma exposição de arte que aconteceu em 2005. Promovida pela Sociedade Brasileira de Psicanálise de São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOR, FORMA E BELEZA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SJoXjhngyvI/AAAAAAAADVY/fcyWCA4PR9M/s1600-h/munch_scream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231519816231209714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SJoXjhngyvI/AAAAAAAADVY/fcyWCA4PR9M/s200/munch_scream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(O grito de Munch - Passeava com dois amigos ao pôr-do-sol – o céu ficou de súbito vermelho-sangue – eu parei, exausto, e inclinei-me sobre a mureta– havia sangue e línguas de fogo sobre o azul escuro do fjord e sobre a cidade – os meus amigos continuaram, mas eu fiquei ali a tremer de ansiedade – e senti o grito infinito da Natureza. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;No que sentimos de terror, susto e dor , o que há é um vazio representativo, um vazio de forma, um vazio onírico&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O terror é correlato da ausência de sonhos.&lt;/p&gt;Freud referia-se a angústias plenas de configurações fantasiosas que habitavam o inconsciente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o que predomina é a ausência de objetos oníricos. O sofrimento é muitas vezes vivido como dor, sem sequer ser percebido como habitando o espírito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São os trajetos do sonho que dão forma a percepção, ao mundo interior e ao mundo externo, do masculino ao feminino, aquilo que está vivo e do que está morto. (A arte tem a mesma função - "pintura")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarefa da Psicanálise é trazer sentido à obscuridade, propiciar a criação onde há pobreza de construção estética, o artista é o sonhador da humanidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O horror é o máximo de necessidade comunicativa confrontada com o mínimo de capacidade expressiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A arte não supre necessidade, no entanto ela é essencial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando atingimos a forma representativa, podemos falar de ANGÚSTIA, MAS NÃO DE DOR, E NEM DE TERROR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não nos acostumamos com a morte, menos ainda o simples fato de existirmos é tranquilo. Viver é, afinal, muito perigoso, e as palavras não dão conta do visível.&lt;br /&gt;Trajeto da dor passa pela forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A experiência traumática, dolorosa, do ser humano, uma vez ultrapassado o estágio do horror, é dominada porque admite simbolização. Costuma materializar-se em suportes a que chamamos obras, e são capazes de suscitar a sensação que chamamos de beleza. Beleza terrível em muitos casos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-2715770075915727748?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/2715770075915727748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=2715770075915727748' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/2715770075915727748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/2715770075915727748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/08/meus-estudos-psicanlise-se-debrua-sobre.html' title='Meus estudos ... A psicanálise se debruça sobre a origem do processo de criação'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SJoXjhngyvI/AAAAAAAADVY/fcyWCA4PR9M/s72-c/munch_scream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-5289282472740670944</id><published>2008-08-02T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T08:56:37.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diversos ângulos da vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SJSDcfhCyII/AAAAAAAADVQ/ZSzRrSmY00w/s1600-h/22072008207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229949592803657858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SJSDcfhCyII/AAAAAAAADVQ/ZSzRrSmY00w/s400/22072008207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-5289282472740670944?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/5289282472740670944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=5289282472740670944' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5289282472740670944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/5289282472740670944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/08/diversos-ngulos-da-vida.html' title='Diversos ângulos da vida'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SJSDcfhCyII/AAAAAAAADVQ/ZSzRrSmY00w/s72-c/22072008207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-7468139729893893441</id><published>2008-06-21T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:49:08.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singularidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SF08PbNGTUI/AAAAAAAADSg/sZxAkehtyDE/s1600-h/S7301394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214390179263302978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SF08PbNGTUI/AAAAAAAADSg/sZxAkehtyDE/s320/S7301394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje pensamos que o universal não existe, só existe o singular, a singularidade. A "singularidade", no entanto, não é individual, é o caso, o acontecimento, o encontro. Pode envolver muitas ou várias pessoas, e pode envolver apenas duas. Um acaso amoroso, em geral envolve duas (ou três ou quatro), mas também pode ser " La Ronde" em que um caso liga-se a outro... e outro....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"A Arte" nada significa. É universal, uma abstração. Um quadro, uma escultura, um desenho, uma gravura, uma exposição, tudo isso é acontecimento. Relaciona no mínimo duas pessoas (o autor e o espectador) e pode se estender para muitas. Isso se dá nas diversas formas que o homem e a mulher tem para se expressar, cinema, teatro, dança... e ainda a palavra, o sexo, o olhar... &lt;em&gt;( Anésia Pacheco)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sem mergulho no desordenado inconsciente não há sentimento profundo na vida&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obra da Artista Lu Zeferino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-7468139729893893441?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/7468139729893893441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=7468139729893893441' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7468139729893893441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/7468139729893893441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/06/singularidade.html' title='Singularidade'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/SF08PbNGTUI/AAAAAAAADSg/sZxAkehtyDE/s72-c/S7301394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-6659466771607954794</id><published>2008-06-12T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:01:58.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia dos namorados, dias da mães, dia dos Pais...</title><content type='html'>Datas tão comercias. Dias de atitudes tão superficiais. Mas hoje recebi algo profundo e honesto. É também dia de explorar mais o tema das relações.&lt;br /&gt;Vi um programa! As pessoas se perguntavam se namorariam com elas mesmas. Achei interessante, pois nos coloca frente aos entraves das relações, através de um ângulo que é pouco olhado: &lt;strong&gt;o nosso&lt;/strong&gt;. Geralmente atribuímos ao outro as dificuldades da relação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O encontro amoroso desperta em nós forças que já eram nossas, mas que até então desconhecíamos. Na relação, essas forças encontram um território para se afirmar e se expandir. O amor é o processo de construção desse território. Ele é uma oportunidade para intensificarmos nossa potência vital. No fundo, o amor verdadeiro é o amor pela vida em sua riqueza de invenção e transformação. Por isso quando ele acontece nos lança numa espécie de estado de graça&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suely Rolnik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-6659466771607954794?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/6659466771607954794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=6659466771607954794' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6659466771607954794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/6659466771607954794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/06/dia-dos-namorados-dias-da-mes-dia-dos.html' title='Dia dos namorados, dias da mães, dia dos Pais...'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-2286792276177349781</id><published>2008-02-18T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T07:45:23.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Click em cima do Folder para ler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/R7mnLIEG1AI/AAAAAAAAC1k/m71xMfQS7Dg/s1600-h/Folder+divulga%C3%A7.+mala+direta..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168345856969462786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/R7mnLIEG1AI/AAAAAAAAC1k/m71xMfQS7Dg/s400/Folder+divulga%C3%A7.+mala+direta..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-2286792276177349781?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/2286792276177349781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=2286792276177349781' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/2286792276177349781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/2286792276177349781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='Click em cima do Folder para ler'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/R7mnLIEG1AI/AAAAAAAAC1k/m71xMfQS7Dg/s72-c/Folder+divulga%C3%A7.+mala+direta..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-8189811469726445101</id><published>2008-02-01T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:37:04.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atendimento psicológico. Perspectiva de base psicanalítica. Articulação com Artes Plásticas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposta é que a arte seja um facilitador para o acesso ao imaginário e ao simbólico, permitindo que os elementos que estejam causando dificuldades, sintomas, medos e angústias sejam expresso através desse recurso e assim trabalhados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Arte possibilita a construção de significantes. Empresta o simbólico para que o sujeito possa trabalhar na restauração emocional e psíquica.&lt;br /&gt;O Fazer artístico também é reconhecido como possibilidade terapêutica condutor de novas aprendizagens e desenvolvimento do potencial criativo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Público Alvo: crianças e jovens.&lt;br /&gt;Profissionais: Psicanalista Dulce Dedino&lt;br /&gt;Arte- educadora Lu Zeferino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Agendamento de consulta: Agendar entrevista com Dulce Dedino no telefone: 5084-0959/98013434&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-8189811469726445101?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/8189811469726445101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=8189811469726445101' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/8189811469726445101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/8189811469726445101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/02/atendimento-psicolgico-perspectiva-de.html' title='Atendimento psicológico. Perspectiva de base psicanalítica. Articulação com Artes Plásticas'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-4083152557095032841</id><published>2008-01-31T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T06:04:07.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminhando entre Arte e Psicanálise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"O que é a pintura senão também essa tentativa fracassada de ponte com o real? " (&lt;em&gt;Paulo Pasta)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/R6HRS0gk_BI/AAAAAAAACMo/LIGp23bCgbQ/s1600-h/S7301659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161636769206434834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/R6HRS0gk_BI/AAAAAAAACMo/LIGp23bCgbQ/s320/S7301659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pergunta que se faz presente: &lt;strong&gt;De que forma a Psicanálise pode auxiliar na compreensão do fenômeno de criação em artes plásticas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O pesquisador não pode estar em outro lugar a não ser o da intersubjetividade.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto na pesquisa quanto no trabalho de consultório nasce um texto inédito, uma nova significação, possível somente ali, no encontro deste analista com este paciente, ou DESTE ARTISTA COM ESTA PESQUISADORA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O trabalho foi feito por uma artista em processo psicanalítico. É o resultado de uma elaboração de suas angústias e inibições.&lt;br /&gt;Dar forma as suas emoções despotencializa figuras ameaçadoras. Toda expressão humana tem um sentido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-4083152557095032841?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/4083152557095032841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=4083152557095032841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4083152557095032841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4083152557095032841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2008/01/caminhando-entre-arte-e-psicanlise.html' title='Caminhando entre Arte e Psicanálise'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/R6HRS0gk_BI/AAAAAAAACMo/LIGp23bCgbQ/s72-c/S7301659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-2339662813128004131</id><published>2007-10-21T11:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T11:30:15.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Appreciation: Lucian Freud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/kH38lLWRS6I' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/kH38lLWRS6I'/&gt;&lt;/object&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/3584563992243176065-2339662813128004131?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/2339662813128004131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=2339662813128004131' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/2339662813128004131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/2339662813128004131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2007/10/artistic-appreciation-lucian-freud.html' title='Artistic Appreciation: Lucian Freud'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-4095797651665901497</id><published>2007-07-10T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:40:42.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma imagem vale mais que mil palavras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/RpQmspq35AI/AAAAAAAAACY/PP8wZEf-KaU/s1600-h/102_6291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085732427749909506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/RpQmspq35AI/AAAAAAAAACY/PP8wZEf-KaU/s320/102_6291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://luzrzeferino.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;http://luzrzeferino.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584563992243176065-4095797651665901497?l=dulcededino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/feeds/4095797651665901497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3584563992243176065&amp;postID=4095797651665901497' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4095797651665901497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584563992243176065/posts/default/4095797651665901497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulcededino.blogspot.com/2007/07/uma-imagem-vale-mais-que-mil-palavras_10.html' title='Uma imagem vale mais que mil palavras...'/><author><name>Dulce Dedino- psicanalista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16513715046887407661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vsLnsn50NEY/RpQmspq35AI/AAAAAAAAACY/PP8wZEf-KaU/s72-c/102_6291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584563992243176065.post-6382700140080359093</id><published>2007-07-03T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:50:19.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Desafio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O medo de iniciar um Blog... é o medo de escrever sobre os nossos sentimentos, nossa vida.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando contamos sobre algo, são pedaços de nós mesmos, só podemos expor o que somos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Deleuze,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;diz que se escreve apenas na ponta de seu próprio saber&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; nessa ponta extrema que separa nosso saber e nossa ignorância, e que faz passar de um a outro. É somente dessa forma que nos decidimos escrever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preencher a ignorância é remeter a escrita para amanhã&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ou, mais ainda, torná-la impossível. 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