It is a scary world run by fear, with fear we are ruled, fear shown for us to be even more scared shitless.

What is fear other than primal emotion to keep us alive. Does running scared keep us alive, because to me it looks like the emotion has a paralyzing effect. We wish to protect what is ours in order not to lose what we hold dear. To be afraid of losing one’s dearest, most valuable things and become someone who has nothing.
To be afraid is at least for a woman more or less normal. Dearest things to women in some countries include virginity, honor, marriage and family. Without those things women are trash. Are treated like trash. This sounds as if women are under heavy rule of traditions unable to decide for their lives. Value of their lives is in somebody else’s hands when one is born a girl.
To be suspicious of strangers, darkness, alleys, future, telling of one’s mind, being an artist, eating, drinking and whatever there is to be afraid of. There are lots of things that keep us alert. We are given information about what goes on in the world and how those things going on affect our lives. We are suppose to make conclusions and decision according to the news we get. We are meant to have faith in the news we get. World is reported for us continuously as we are all online. What does it all mean?

Puuhun kiipeämisen taito, risun mahdollisuus.

ja kun ei tarvitse kiipeillä voi ihastella Suomen lähiöiden metsäisyyttä ja mahdollisuuksia joita tuo luksus tarjoaa kerrostalolähiössä.

Rubberbands on wall, untitled, 2012

Untitled, kuminauhat ja naulat/rubberbands and nails, 2011

Majakulttuurin tutkimus- ja keräysprojekti

Tarkoituksena on saada aikaan aktiivinen ja interaktiivinen lasten omaehtoisen kulttuurin kokoelma, kuvia majoista, suunnitelmista, tekemisestä ja ideoista. Kokonaiskuva kuin itsestään rakentuvasta kulttuurista suomalaisissa metsissä ja lähiöissä. Lähtökohtana on, että lapset itse myös kuvaavat majansa ja kenties kertovat niistä. Aikuisia ei täysin suljeta ulkopuolelle, joten kaikenikäiset ovat tervetulleita ottamaan osaa. Kuvia voi ottaa puhelimella, järjestelmäkameralla ja majasta voi lähettää skannatun piirustuksen. Jos haluaa tehdä majavideon sivustolle se olisi mahtavaa! Jos on olemassa majamusiikkia senkin voi virtuaalisille ilmoille kajauttaa. Täytyy muistaa, ettei kyse ole suorituksesta tai voittamisesta jossakin paremmuudessa vaan leikistä, keksimisestä, mielikuvitusmaailman mallintamisesta ja jakamisesta.

Projektin luonne on arkistomainen ja tallentava, mutta myös orgaaninen eli jos syntyy omia nettisivuja tai projekteja aiheeseen liittyen niin hyvä. Samalla se on oppimisprojekti kuinka kuvata maja, joka usein on metsän siimeksessä, ryhmätyön tulos ja vaikeasti hahmotettavissa. Mitä kuvassa näkyy ja mitä täytyy rajata pois. Mitä kuva kertoo, sen on tarkoitus kertoa? Millainen on hyvä ja mielenkiintoinen valo? Kuinka tehdä näkymättömästä näkyvä? Ja tietenkin antaa arvoa lasten loputtomalle luovuudelle ja innovatiivisuudelle sekä pohtia mitä majat ovat ja mistä ne syntyvät. Lisäksi vielä, onko tarpeen pohtia majan tarkoitusta, onko sen kuvitteellinen ja leikillinen tarkoitus sen määrä ja anti ja viekö liika pohtiminen asiasta jotakin tärkeää pois.

Tämä on yleishyödyllinen ja kokeellinen projekti. Kuten jo mainittu pääosassa ovat lapset ja heidän ideansa. Kiinnostavaa olisi kuulla mitä lapset itse ajattelevat majoja tehdessään, kuinka ne syntyvät ja mitä majoille tapahtuu, kuinka leikki sopii yhteen nykyhetken kanssa eli kuinka moderni maailma tulee mukaan leikkiin ja lasten ajatuksiin.

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Annie is dead. Got bullet in her head. A golden goose flew out the window when they found the body. Bulging the blood-filled balloon.

Annie is dead. Got bullet in her head. A golden goose flew out the window when they found the body. Bulging the blood-filled balloon. Let the bastard chase your mental and physical collapse in this world that has no idea how many days and nights the world shakes shakes shakes, under constant ambience like aneurism,
like an animal waiting unexpectedly in your brain like somebody else
without proof of having seen it but felt it. Having been told it might be there. That there is a possibility of it killing you, that it killed you, an unknown object.
Respect the funeral ride of silent black emptying sorrow before the x-ray light.
Sorrow that bursted, till erupted the cortége before us on the walkway oily pavement like new
that there is lack like never before.

Photographing our lives

What is in the picture? What is left out? Who is able to use a camera and what kind of camera? Photographers are idealized in capturing the moment, capturing a feeling and time.

Have you noticed how especially in American TV-shows that like to emphasize speed and hurry shutter noise of a camera is used to bring atmosphere of the moment. Right now something important is going to happen or is going on. Quick shots in a row are shown to us as a mark of importance. Shows that focus on crime and politics, in which things happen rapidly, change fast, quick thinking and problem solving are the key issues. There are people who are on top of things, being solvers and key persons who have master minds. They are photographing situations and bloodstains or they are being photographed. Finding evidence, proof and truth, respectability and present moment right now on a face of that actor. Respectability and raising interest with quickness of a shutter of a camera, noise and movement.

In TV time is money and in acting strange kind of speeding, constant making and something happening, especially in American shows, all the time without moments of rest is a value that is repeated. Something new is there behind the corner all the time. Pauses are found boring and uninteresting, though they have been the core things of acting a long time. Without this newness of all the time we might lose and be forgotten. We are afraid of those two, losing and being forgotten.

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/09/25/garden/when-blogging-becomes-a-slog.html?module=Search&mabReward=relbias%3Ar%2C%7B%222%22%3A%22RI%3A17%22%7D&_r=2

Yeah. Who wouldn’t want to work with a dictatorship! They have probably (obviously) something valuable to offer and dictatorships need something desperately.

Which dictatorship exists as if it was not a dictatorship at all, in our eyes? How do we define and perceive any nation must depend on how this nation is written and talked about in media. What is a dictatorship and oppressor today can be a difficult thing to grasp and see, because to define something, to find an exact meaning of something is not that easy. How we speak of something and what that something actually is can be very different things. We know for a fact that many countries who play big part in world economy treat their citizens violently and poorly. That many countries do not have sufficient welfare and social security for their citizens, but buy arms like candy. There are horrifying gaps between people made knowingly and willingly these gaps are kept growing. Poverty serves the rich, indifference serves the wealthy. It serves arms industry and media, media that is owned by those with means. Mainstream media without bias and selfish aims does not exist.

So what is a dictatorship in this kind of world and what is the meaning of news? To give us information? We should be well-informed by now, if we were that interested we’d have erased issues that very obviously cause our problems, and if we could be able to understand the whole picture, picture would look different from it does now. State of the world is hard to understand in any other way than things are terrifyingly wrong, indifference and helplessness prevail. How to fix things that are so well fucked up and things that are in the hands of the super rich that ’average’ working people feel helpless, unemployed feel facing dead-end? How can one beat money when one has none of one’s own, and why poverty is a situation of helplessness and without means? Why do we think that?

How can a small individual beat something that is beyond regulations and laws, someone who powerful who can buy his way? To beat power that buys its way to the top without hesitation, without doubt, without good intentions? Power that manipulates via media and mainstream visuals, riding its way into our heads, thoughts, ways to act, possibilities, rights. Anything can be controlled by corporal power and is controlled by corporations. They do not hesitate to fuck us up. That is not a friendly partner who seeks wealth. Who to trust in this moment of absolute turn is our only possibility? And why many think there is nothing one can do??

What big money corporations? What visuals? Is it too vague?
 
We are controlled and chained by our vanity and we are so vain, endlessly shallow, adoring beauty industry and paying attention to looking like million bucks. Always after that million bucks. That is the spot where to hit when you want to hurt, belittle and when we seek to be loved and accepted desperately. Without beauty and money what are we (is that the question or is it just the concept we are fed daily?) Our intellect is judged by outer appearance making us want to look at ourselves like we were in a magazine, like we want to be in that cover, that model, that designer. We want to look smart, we don’t want look dull, we can look poor, we definitely look desperate. What is smart about this is nothing. We do not have a concept of smart right. Why do we still knowing the stupidity of it all do it? Who produces our vanity, feeds it, makes it happy, keeps it hungry?

http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/news/inside-the-koch-brothers-toxic-empire-20140924?page=2
That’s true as far as it goes – but Koch Industries is not a major oil producer. Instead, the company has woven itself into every nook of the vast industrial web that transforms raw fossil fuels into usable goods. Koch-owned businesses trade, transport, refine and process fossil fuels, moving them across the world and up the value chain until they become things we forgot began with hydrocarbons: fertilizers, Lycra, the innards of our smartphones.”
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