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30. toukokuuta 2018

Haaveiden alttarilla / The Altar of Dreams

Odotin
Kiltisti
Pitkään ja hartaasti
Mielikuvissa alttarin rakensin
Siihen meidät sovittelin
Kokonaisen elämän
Elävänä kuvana näin

Hän ehdotti elokuvaa
Sopii!
Kuulostaa kivalta

Pettymys
Hänen olisi pitänyt
Ehdottaa yhteistä elämää
Lapsia ja hääkuvaa
Kaikkea sitä
Minkä jo odotellessani
Rakkauden alttarille maalailin
Verellämme
Ääriviivat hahmottelin

Elokuvaa
Voiko tylsempää ollakaan
Kolmansilla treffeillä
Toivoisi jo jotain suurempaa
Haaveita koskettavaa
Kasvavia odotuksia täyttämään






9. toukokuuta 2018

Rakkauden Sirpaleet / Shards of Love



Ulkopuolinen
Erilainen
Yksinäinen
Sellaiseksi tein itseni
Suojellakseni
Välttyäkseni
Selviytyäkseni


Vuosien jälkeen
Siltikin
Kaipaan
Syvempää yhteyttä
Edelleen
Haluaisin juosta
Mahdollisimman kauas
Pakoon
Itseäni


He ovat
Parasta mitä minulla on
He ovat
Pahinta mitä minussa on
Heidän vuokseen
Olen rikki
Heidän vuokseen
Olen rakastettu
He tekivät minusta minut
Loivat haasteet olemiselleni
He rakastavat minua
Sellaisena kuin olen


He särkivät minut
Ennen kuin sitä tiesivät
Ennen kuin tiesin voivani särkyä
Ojensivat liiman
Jolla opettelin korjaamaan itseni
Saman liiman
Jolla itsensä korjasivat
Kun heidät lapsena särjettiin


Sirpaleet eivät tuo onnea
Kauniin sekavaa mosaiikkia
Pala palalta hahmottaa
Itseään rakentaa
Hauraasti kohoaa
Omille jaloille seisomaan

Antaa valon koskettaa

Säröistämme
Valo loistaa sisään
Säröistämme
Rakkaus pääsee sisään

Meidät yhteen palauttaa



20. tammikuuta 2018

The Northern Fire


Playing with fire
Wanting to go higher
Dance till you starve
Under the stars
Above the northern fire
Higher and higher
Feeling lighter
Mightier
The strongest warrior

New day rises
Burning out the fires
Feet on the ground
Can you light another one
For the sun




5. syyskuuta 2017

Moldy Home Exhibition / Kotihome Näyttely


Mäntyharju, Finland


A cultural art-day in Mäntyharju
Me and my sister decided to spend a bohemian day
So went to see this odd art exhibition at our home village

The name of exhibition was
Katajainen kansa - Taidetta purkutalossa
And the basic idea was
That an abandoned or emptied
Depends on whom you are asking
Block building turns in to an art exhibition

Cool idea!
And a lot of space for an odd art!
Every apartment was in use of a different artist

Here's some of my favorite pieces!
Enjoy!

An illusion of having the home

A tree house or a house tree?
Floating pieces
An old iron ring

Living together

Outside

Whales and the eternity in a living room

Shadow of nature

Everything ends to the Baltic Sea

Alone with TV

B&W

Cowboys and Dead Girls


And now
When you are all excited
I'm gonna tell you
That the names of the art pieces are not real
I made them up
Based on my feelings looking at them

And to be honest
There were a lot of more of them
Than I have photographed here
But these were the only ones I wanted to even show you
Most of the apartments and the "art" in them were
Well
Just empty or lame

If I could have a whole apartment
As my canvas for creating
I would use colors, lights, sound
Everything to create a whole illusion
Where the visitor could sink in

But
Apparently
For some artists
One stuffed whale toy
In the middle of an empty room is enough
And I can respect that
But just not enjoy of that

Pinching a nose


All together
We had fun in there
Laughing and wondering
Always little bit exited
What will we found
Behind the next apartment door

Only down side was
That whole building was molded
We had breathing difficulties
And headache
Both were going worse and worse
 The longer we were in the building

By the evening
The symptoms were almost gone
But the sad fact is
That not long ago
There were still people living in that building
How many of them have symptoms?
And how many more
There is homes like this
Where people are still trying to live in

Asthmatic Art Lover


The demolition machines will arrive at 11.9.2017
And that's the end of the building

24. huhtikuuta 2017

The Fantastic Fear of Everything / Kaiken Ihmeellinen Pelko

Pelkää menettää
Pelkää päästää lähelle
Pelkää luottaa
Silloinkin voi menettää
Pelkää että sattuu
Pelkokin sattuu
Aina sattuu
Aina pelkää
Elon täydeltä pelkoa pelkkää

Mihin voi luottaa
Jos ei edes itseensä
Kuka huutaisi varo
Siivoaisi sirut ympäriltä
Et uskalla rikkoa edes lasia
Et luota
Joku siivoaisi
Et uskalla


Uskalla
Tai jatka samalla tavalla
Opitulla tavalla
Leuka rinnalla
Katse omalla navalla
Kurjuuden lavalla
Järjen vaakalaudalla
Sateen varjon alla
Suojassa paskalla
Niin matalalla
Jalat pinnan alla


Piirrä rajat kartalle
Näytä muurit linnalle
Kaiva haavat aukealle
Vaan mille hinnalle
Surumme pinnalle
Runon rinnalle
Nukahdan sun rinnalle
Ihosi pinnalle
Piirrän linnamme
Turvapaikkamme
Ikuisuuden Luojamme
Onnen tuojamme




26. maaliskuuta 2017

Hylättyjä Unelmia / Abandoned Dreams

Abandoned Places, Unfinished Cottage
Lapland


Expensive dreams
Empty needs
Can't you see
It's killing we


Common expectations
Social creations
Never enough
Better enough



Build a bigger house
Under the heavy clouds
No doubts
This is the dream house



What now honey
We run out of money
Would now seem
It was only a broken dream
Illusion of the mainstream
Splitting half our team



Hot chocolate with mint
Did you really think
You could sink
The agony yet in an other drink



After everything went wrong
Only left with a sad song
In a downhill too long
And now even the rum is gone



*****



22. joulukuuta 2016

The Abandoned Town of The CrownMountain

- Abandoned places -
Finland



The abandoned place in Finland
The one
Everybody is talking about it
Everybody has been there

I wanted there too
I wanted to see The Place
I wanted to photograph it too
I wanted to bee one of them
One of the many others


I parked my bicycle by the gate
Which says 'no entry'
I follow a forest path to the greenness of the summer 

Here and there
I saw little fainting signs
Of long gone settlement



From the condition of the buildings
If you can still call them buildings
Maybe ruins would be more truthful
You can see the fact
That everybody knows this place
Everybody has been here
And everybody has left their mark here



I had read from the newspapers about the arsons of the area
But it didn't prepare me to the truth
Most of the place was just simply destroyed
Burned
Collapsed
Or otherwise vandalized





The place looked nothing like the pictures I had seen on the internet
There was nothing left
Where I had seen houses
No windows or walls
Were they supposed to be
In just three years
People had destroyed most of it
Permanently




Of course nature will take back it's own
On it's own natural way
But this was something else

I even understand people's need to mark their own hand
Their present
At the Stone Age it was drawings and hand marks at the rock walls
Now it's tags and spraying's on the building walls
Same same but different

How much is too much?



The City would like to smash these old buildings
In order to build something new
The citizens have put on many addresses
To save the buildings
They say
They are part of the history
That the place should let be




I kinda understood them
The pictures I saw told about beautiful old villas
But have this people been here sens then?
Have they seen the place?

Do they know
That the citizens have already destroyed the place
By themselves
That there is nothing more to save?



This was really interesting visit
But not in a way I was expecting

This abandoned ghost town
Was anything but abandoned
I saw a lot of people while I was there
Some of them picking berries
Some of them photographing like me
Some of them jogging


Maybe there could be something old saved
And something new build beside it
I experienced a peaceful and beautiful place
For outdoor activity's
Widely used by citizens

But the old ruins should be cleaned
Before they collapse
On someones child


I felt like a tourist
Everybody knew why I was there
Seeing a famous sights
From the 'must to do while you are here' list
Only thing missing
Was the tourist guide's voice in my headphones
Telling me about the history

In my memory
I was once again on that creepy Auschwitz tour
With forty other people



Psst! If you liked this one
Here's some more:

An Old Finnish School
A Spa of Misfortune
Scratching the Matches