<?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-2929193187974528618</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:09:44.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fedesing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fernanda madriaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01936963667238481777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SolkEuvNuRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IyNrhhVhKYw/S220/6529_103225004648_644234648_1770044_3579698_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929193187974528618.post-5106151578297686661</id><published>2009-12-16T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:42:02.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>en un soplo*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SyjxbMCaCiI/AAAAAAAAADM/_cS-RJ80qyo/s1600-h/EXAMEN+ILUSTRA3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SyjxbMCaCiI/AAAAAAAAADM/_cS-RJ80qyo/s320/EXAMEN+ILUSTRA3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415844001303104034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(86, 86, 83);"&gt;Fundamento:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(86, 86, 83);"&gt; la sutileza de un soplo, de una risa, de un payaso, que presenta la felicidad a través de colores que estimulan &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de un momento magico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Público Objetivo:&lt;/b&gt; Niños, adolescentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Modo de Trabajo:&lt;/b&gt; Técnica a través de pinceles o trazos vectoriales Programas, illustrator trabajar los espesores para generar un trazo mas gestual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929193187974528618-5106151578297686661?l=fedesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/feeds/5106151578297686661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/2009/12/en-un-soplo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default/5106151578297686661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default/5106151578297686661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/2009/12/en-un-soplo.html' title='en un soplo*'/><author><name>fernanda madriaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01936963667238481777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SolkEuvNuRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IyNrhhVhKYw/S220/6529_103225004648_644234648_1770044_3579698_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SyjxbMCaCiI/AAAAAAAAADM/_cS-RJ80qyo/s72-c/EXAMEN+ILUSTRA3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929193187974528618.post-452024557571674691</id><published>2009-11-30T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:01:04.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"En la Noche" de Ray Bradbury</title><content type='html'>http://www.ciudadseva.com/textos/cuentos/ing/bradbury/noche.htm&lt;br /&gt;en la noche relata&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt; sobre La señora Navarrez que gimia de tal manera durante toda la  noche que sus gemidos llenaban el inquilinato como si hubiese una luz encendida  en cada cuarto, y nadie pudo dormir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por ello quize ilustrar a esta mujer que con sus gritos, se come al edificio distorcionado por sus ruidos&lt;br /&gt;mi publico objetivo es adulto joven por la forma en como narra el cuento Ray Bradbury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utilize photoshop,  pinceles con diferentes efectos y matices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SxPT56QsqLI/AAAAAAAAADE/PKis05i9lNg/s1600/ilust+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SxPT56QsqLI/AAAAAAAAADE/PKis05i9lNg/s320/ilust+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409900569247393970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SxPTZ_P0VaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NWfXSa4nVOQ/s1600/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-5+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SxPSbRYHD3I/AAAAAAAAACs/AuUb9Vqqz3U/s320/ilustracion3+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409898943364927346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SxPSKICleJI/AAAAAAAAACk/iecDCztclgI/s1600/ilustracion3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SxPSKICleJI/AAAAAAAAACk/iecDCztclgI/s320/ilustracion3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409898648800950418" border="0" /&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/2929193187974528618-452024557571674691?l=fedesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/feeds/452024557571674691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default/452024557571674691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default/452024557571674691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='&quot;En la Noche&quot; de Ray Bradbury'/><author><name>fernanda madriaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01936963667238481777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SolkEuvNuRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IyNrhhVhKYw/S220/6529_103225004648_644234648_1770044_3579698_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SxPT56QsqLI/AAAAAAAAADE/PKis05i9lNg/s72-c/ilust+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929193187974528618.post-3397014382063647825</id><published>2009-11-09T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T05:49:03.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POEMA 20 Pablo Neruda</title><content type='html'>un relato de amor que se expresa a través de una silueta de un cuerpo femenino de "ella"&lt;br /&gt;(su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos. )&lt;br /&gt;tecnica: 1º vectorizar bordes 2º utilize pinceles en photoshop ocupando distintas tonalidades para crear volumen&lt;br /&gt;va dirigido a un publico objetivo joven adulto (ya que poseen mayor experiencias de amor y se pueden identificar mayormente con el tema)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgatErFZ-I/AAAAAAAAACU/Xgn82ALsuyw/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402097114681796578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgatErFZ-I/AAAAAAAAACU/Xgn82ALsuyw/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvganGtkECI/AAAAAAAAACM/uBmlMiXrDdw/s1600-h/florsh+copia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402097012149850146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvganGtkECI/AAAAAAAAACM/uBmlMiXrDdw/s320/florsh+copia3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgaetYiN_I/AAAAAAAAACE/_E6EVK_Sx9E/s1600-h/florsh+copia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096867911809010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgaetYiN_I/AAAAAAAAACE/_E6EVK_Sx9E/s320/florsh+copia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgaW5ltV-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/xBIPUpB7l_g/s1600-h/ilustracion+poema+20+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096733749336034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgaW5ltV-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/xBIPUpB7l_g/s320/ilustracion+poema+20+copia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgaNsbg6VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/S5EUWjwEuao/s1600-h/ilustracion+poema+20+copia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096575598094674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgaNsbg6VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/S5EUWjwEuao/s320/ilustracion+poema+20+copia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgaFdNzvLI/AAAAAAAAABs/9dliN2YwBs4/s1600-h/ilustracion+poema+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096434075122866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgaFdNzvLI/AAAAAAAAABs/9dliN2YwBs4/s320/ilustracion+poema+20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PUEDO escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.&lt;br /&gt;Escribir, por ejemplo: " La noche está estrellada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos".&lt;br /&gt;El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta.&lt;br /&gt;Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo la quise, y a veces ella también me quiso.&lt;br /&gt;En las noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La besé tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Ella me quiso, a veces yo también la quería. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cómo no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos.&lt;br /&gt;Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Oír la noche inmensa, más inmensa sin ella. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y el verso cae al alma como pasto el rocío.&lt;br /&gt;Qué importa que mi amor no pudiera guardarla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La noche está estrellada y ella no está conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi corazón la busca, y ella no está conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos árboles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero cuánto la quise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.&lt;br /&gt;De otro. Será de otro. Como antes de mis besos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido.&lt;br /&gt;Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque éste sea el último dolor que ella me causa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y éstos sean los últimos versos que yo le escribo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2929193187974528618-3397014382063647825?l=fedesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/feeds/3397014382063647825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/2009/11/poema-20-pablo-neruda.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default/3397014382063647825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default/3397014382063647825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/2009/11/poema-20-pablo-neruda.html' title='POEMA 20 Pablo Neruda'/><author><name>fernanda madriaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01936963667238481777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SolkEuvNuRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IyNrhhVhKYw/S220/6529_103225004648_644234648_1770044_3579698_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SvgatErFZ-I/AAAAAAAAACU/Xgn82ALsuyw/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929193187974528618.post-2258572527957547573</id><published>2009-08-31T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:44:05.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Duda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SreMx4qJ89I/AAAAAAAAABk/lJon01ComZI/s1600-h/loka+mora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383926668195394514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SreMx4qJ89I/AAAAAAAAABk/lJon01ComZI/s320/loka+mora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SreMs7YqjNI/AAAAAAAAABc/OWojjylBaXc/s1600-h/loka+amarilla+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383926583027993810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SreMs7YqjNI/AAAAAAAAABc/OWojjylBaXc/s320/loka+amarilla+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SrVsZp3EjvI/AAAAAAAAABE/PKWbvEjnzg4/s1600-h/loka+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383328117580664562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SrVsZp3EjvI/AAAAAAAAABE/PKWbvEjnzg4/s320/loka+copia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="formatbar_Buttons" style="DISPLAY: block"&gt;&lt;span onmouseup="addImage();" class=" on" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);" id="formatbar_Add_Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" title="Añadir imagen" style="DISPLAY: block" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Añadir imagen" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIMER CERTAMEN ILUSTRACION I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duda"&gt;http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duda"&gt;wikipedia.org/wiki/Duda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SrVsGPBzPbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_oGeOr4LYNE/s1600-h/loka+mora.jpg"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en la etapa de adolescencia la duda esta presente el COMO, PORQUE, CUANDO, DONDE, esto es debido a los cambios hormonales que se presentan crisis de desarrollo del perfil psicologico cambiante y emocionalmente inestable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la imagen representa los pensamientos de una adolescente que busca identificar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Publico Objetivo: para Niñas de 12 a 16 años &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;colores que contrastan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ilustración trabajada en Photoshop &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/2929193187974528618-2258572527957547573?l=fedesing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/feeds/2258572527957547573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-duda.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default/2258572527957547573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929193187974528618/posts/default/2258572527957547573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fedesing.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-duda.html' title='La Duda'/><author><name>fernanda madriaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01936963667238481777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SolkEuvNuRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IyNrhhVhKYw/S220/6529_103225004648_644234648_1770044_3579698_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P8qXOhCVGW8/SreMx4qJ89I/AAAAAAAAABk/lJon01ComZI/s72-c/loka+mora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
