How are we mixing things and how do we create meaning? Or does the meaning create itself? And how to talk about it? Different realities? Same realities? No reality? Just Reality? What is reality? The daily rutines, problems, tasks, wash-ups, pants, shirts, bras, nail polish. Is reality that stays constantly in my mind, like staying tuned. Oh yes, probably. Learning in the most beautiful way is to learn by living. (To repeat something helps you to learn to repeat. To understand thoroughly something: How thoroughly? Isn’t it obvious, things get complicated. At the moment I’m still at the surface of things, heading to the core.)

RANDOM SENTENCES
Fragile woman fragile woman fragile womanfragile woman fragile
Why isn’t the thing in the middle?
tension in the photograph
As a dog opens the door and waits us to enter
Why did you delete the photo?
I found it repulsive.
Please go on. Ok.
My bed is dear to me.
I cannot explain.
You have a bed don’t you?
Is this about sleeping?
She is coming this way. Who?

Dear Madam, I have found a letter addressed to You inside an old book I bought years ago from the recycling center. The letter was open but I don’t think I am authorized to read it. I would like You to have it back, please. Sincerely, H Joronen

I cleaned Downtown Silver sky,
Cleaned dusty corners and closets with so much junk that I wonder the person who has collected all that. Cleaned ink and motor oil stains, that have been there for ten years, like I was cleaning myself. I feel lighter.

kirjelöytö1992

Hey people, next summer swim nude.

What’s the bikini fashion next summer? Next summer, next quarter, next phone, do we live in the next time? In the next photo, because this one I see is boring already. And yes, this is personal. And it is not far away, it is happening here in front of me.

A human being can kill an animal. I just said that. How weird it sounded, and a peculiar pause.

 

Man entered flowers, tattoos, piecings,
sat on the stairs staring out smelling of wet grass and rain. Leaf on his head.
Yellow, couldn’t say anything, brown spots, small, birch, nature, wild, how, in the dirt, I don’t know.
How fragile are we sting, to be stung by a sudden wasp in the hair
when you touched your hair, didn’t know what, to be stung, sting, hit.
Anger in fists, in small beings, staring outside scared.

Dog and wave

 

Fluoroscope

There will be a puddle on the floor after you have had a warm lovely long bath and you won’t immediately find your bathrope nor any similar pieces of clothing, a towel is far away, beyond reach and you will wonder why you left it there. There will be a man at the rollerskating rink, He will say God is different, God is Truth, What is God to you, do you think the same: Have you thought about these things at all. You will have coffee, sit on an uncomfortable plastic chair at the rink, unclean, watching other people skate, think how beautiful they are, but be uncapable to try it yourself because you enjoy watching others and you cannot move. You will remember the disco night where disabled kids danced and you went to a toilet to cry, because it was probably the most unbelievable moment in a long time. Moment glowing in the dark, did you eat it or would you. What other things there will be shining for you, I cannot say, It’s better not to know all of them. You will see.

A pie to stand for

I love ma seeing bah
purple man so as raspberry j
fishing suppliez isn’t it,
so he didn’t want to know     looking hand as a shade seing hah, Side by
side in groups connected with
certainly creating identity
meaning
doing something
I would be a freak eve  but i am      i am
n if whatever you know
like ballet
opposing direction, there there
at busstop
positioning feeling the same as i had
making it plié.

Man under

 

A photo I took 2008 in a park in Germany. The man was swinging himself back and forth under a tree and had covered himself with a jacket. I didn’t dare to go close. I didn’t want to disturb or scare him. People are scared of cameras, people with cameras, people. Photographing on the street was a bit weird and new to me. Situation has stayed in my mind. I was nervous, though man didn’t notice me and I don’t know who he was. Maybe he was meditating, maybe just disturbed by this world.