Kuukausi: joulukuu 2014

To actually see is difficult. It is almost impossible. It takes more than one’s eyes. It takes more than to believe one’s eyes.

| Henna Timanttimetsä
O’why? There are so many hindering factors that prevent us from understanding what there is; what there truly is and can be. A good example is of course a girl and a woman who are perceived, manipulated, looked at, pointed at, guilty of their sex. Femininity as it is seen through many and all kinds of lenses and not seen as femininity could be, but as it is wanted to be, and filters filtering what is left, so the picture is often an extremely thin perspective into a human being. That is as a process unbelievable. Process of how woman gets made. Does she make herself or does she let herself be made as often happens out of fear, fear of rejection and abandonment. A truly unbelievable paper doll flickering to be crushed on a whim? Thinking the world view made by eliminating and pruning, way of excluding unwanted qualities and parts as not liked, as ugly, as whatever reason: mostly those reasons do not make sense, because they are not based on any reason that would be true, fact or knowing what is what. What is let to exist as it is and will be.
Do I have to ask do you believe me?

To work all the way, there is no other way.

| Henna Timanttimetsä

Interesting phenomenon of invisibility. What exists and what not?

| Henna Timanttimetsä

How much effort must we see to prove something true seems sometimes as if we were moving tons and tons of earth from one place to another: pointless in a way, necessary and hard work, but it has to be done. If lie is profitable it is likely to prevail and difficult to overcome. Advertising is a good example as is politics. We don’t ultimately know the truth. Especially if most people were against your point of view even if it was true, you are an underdog and vulnerable when alone. Truth is the most powerful weapon against injustice. It is therefore feared, so it is not without grave weight and meaning. You have to be careful with it in a world of lies, as absurd as it sounds. I have noticed people gladly listen and believe lies and made-up stories rather than what really happened, what really is true. Truth can be boring, it can be gray and so everyday and it can get you killed. It can also be unbelievable. I as a woman have many times come across the fact that my word no matter how true, is questioned because of my gender and my position as inferior. Truth has many forms and despite who says it it does not change. It is still true. But people like to believe their eyes and other people like them. Forms of believing and talking make imaginary worlds that become reality.
It is a question of how to exist, how we are allowed to exist and how we want to exist. What kind of schemes do we need to create to make the life we want. Do we let lies dictate, is reality as honest as we want it to be. One form of lying is not to tell everything, but it is usually obligatory. We must choose what to tell. Or it is a form of letting the surrounding reality lead the way despite what you know about it. Then there is the not wanting to know, because it would be more difficult to live with knowing the facts and knowing might force us to act otherwise, feel guilty, find other ways of doing and living. We do like our comfort. To know too much is a strange idea, which also can jeopardize those in power as they think they know more. To know more than those who rule is bad for people using power especially if a nation is built on lies and corruption. It will ultimately lead to a conflict.

”But even if they had wanted to hide what was going on at their truck stop, they could have talked about what was happening at others, gossip ever a human pastime. And in a society as obsessed with celebrity as ours, where people claw their way to a camera or a microphone and serial killers breed fascination rather than disgust, someone should have remembered something. Who forgets the body of a murdered teenaged girl found at their place of employment while they worked there? There is no doubt that the social invisibility of these women contributed to their predation. But what exactly was that invisibility made from?” 

http://theamericanreader.com/green-screen-the-lack-of-female-road-narratives-and-why-it-matters/

Kuva | | Henna Timanttimetsä

| Henna Timanttimetsä

I was listening to the fridge.

Openness that is seen as an invitation to invade and intrude.

| Henna Timanttimetsä
She is sex. She wants sex. She thinks of sex. She sees sex. She likes sex. She is sex. She invites to sex. She inspires to sex. She is sex. She thinks of sex. She means sex. She wears sex. She looks like she wants sex. She looks for sex. She is the reason to sex. She is her rape. She is evil. She is luring. She is bad, just bad. She is twisted. She is sex. She is for sex. She is to be penetrated and won. She is a prize. She is trash. She is to be owned. She is to be thrown away. It is her sex. She is dangerous. Her sex is to be controlled, tied and bound. It is her idea. It is in her, the idea of sex. My God it’s her.
Kuva | | Henna Timanttimetsä

Her illness is not hers, from her. It is the damaged society that claims it is her that is ill. She reacts to insanity around.

| Henna Timanttimetsä
She seems as if she was not a real person. Only when she began to show signs of dissatisfaction which were carefully reported in media, signs of irregular behavior and grief. When she began to break out of her impeccable industry-wise flawless facade it was said she went crazy and needed to rest. She is a money-making doll without any other agenda, but she is a human being and that human being began to show. It is a touchy topic of losing one’s grip, grip from given strict frame from where she is not allowed to step out in public. Doing the opposite of what is expected her to do she shocks us, makes us laugh at her and at her illness, her stupidity, her fault, her flaw and her death as a pop icon. She tried to ruin what we think is her place and her job to deliver for us by doing shameful unreasonable hopping around and everybody followed. If she does not do what we think she should do, we push her over board and kill her. If she destroys what a woman is supposed to be we punish her. She has more than the most of us, we are allowed to rule her.

Bitching means to say what you really think and give an honest opinion. That is not expected of her. So bitching is useful and needed as is honesty. So why not call it that and not bitching. Honesty is beautiful. It makes people grow and see themselves as what they are. Bitching is different from speaking ones mind when there is need for it. Though I have wondered the use of SM-clothing, manners, body language and equipment in pop music. Is it to simulate bitching and attitude. Since lots of pop culture is available for people who are underage, what does such bitching mean to say exactly. Pop is hyper-sexual in imagery and therefore the contradictions in how imagery and behavior are regulated and dictated does not add up nor make hugely understandable logical sane message. As I understand it is fine to act crazy but not be one, it is fine to act and fantasize wild sexual play but in real life sexuality is a taboo and one of the biggest fights are over what is right and what isn’t what comes to expressing sexuality.
 
A superstar in a cellophane wrapping in high heels just like any other female mega star. She. The stereotype does not vary that much. It is not allowed to. It is the role of women in public eye not to give themselves as they are. That would be emotional whoring. If they were allowed to actually express themselves an order would break, power balance would change, the message too. Instead they are dreams to sell from a factory, an image, a sound and an act with strong sexual appeal, extremely strong. Sexuality is the basic marketing tool and an asset. Dolls do not and must not reveal themselves though. That is part of the play of keeping the distance and keeping the act of pop, a secret and likability. Lovable, kind, gentle, sexual, beautiful, distant, perfect, undemanding, not knowing too much, presentable, bubbly, funny, enjoyable, cute, young, fresh, new..Too many dimension is difficult, so keep it simple. It is part of their appeal, part of ’their’ art that there is that unreachable something; a star faraway glowing her beauty and singing songs, dancing for us. How a person, a girl who wants to dance and sing for her living ends up being a product and agrees to the terms of sexist, abusive industry. Fortune and Fame is what we all want, isn’t it. Price is quite heavy.

Where am I when I am in here

| Henna Timanttimetsä

Should I explain my confusion, how it is not normal behavior to say it out loud and wonder where am I and I am. Normality of anything, what is it all about other than creating an obedient indifferent mass of consuming people with similar goals in life. Why wouldn’t I know where I am? What is the problem? There is a surveillance camera on the ceiling. I bet it knows all. The simple thing is the easiness of where to be, where to head to, to know where to be. Place where I am reflects me. I chose it. I add something into it and it to me. I could be more precise about the place. One could write lengthy text on a place like a hall of a mall.

To be in a spot and know what the place is, is mostly self-evident. We know, we are aware. We cannot be lost. It is solid and proof of total guidance of constructed world around to place us. It is a mall, it is an armchair under an escalator next to a clothing store.

Next to something to find out, location and certainty and more importantly, others. I can name it, it exists. I can see it. It is a place more than what it is for, more than just something to visit and reasons why are we there.