Where I aim? I aim to be the best I can be. It seems to be quite much and possibly too much for society to handle. Why is that?

I am told I work much. Well, I like what I do and it is who I am. I push myself for a reason and it brings me joy in a world where there is little joy for someone like me. So I invent my joy and reason for living. This time and age we are warned not to concentrate too much on work, but as an artist it is compulsory, at least for me, to concentrate and focus, pay attention. I wish more people would do that. So don’t come and tell me how much I should work, don’t comment the amount of work. It is boring and useless. I know my work myself. I have been doing this enough to know when to rest. If you are concerned, I can say I sleep well and enough. Thank you for your concern. Or was it me you were concerned or something else? That I might become excellent at what I do, a threat because I am skilled? It is funny to see how a woman is a threat and becomes a threat, for women and men. When I am a welder I am seen as competitor and if I am better than men I sure as hell am threatening. Women cannot be better at work that is men’s work traditionally. Same goes with art and science. First there is huge doubt, ”She will not make it”. Well as difficult as it is made for me to make it, I have made something out of the difficulty haven’t I.
Here is a piece of advise: When young women and women of any age want to try out a male-dominated work do not bring them down, because you are afraid they will become better at the work, invent news ways of doing and take your jobs, your opportunities, take the glory which is meant for you, because you are men. In schools which aim to the average, which tell student they are not able to succeed, competition is so heavy etc. kind of thing that drags down and does not encourage, I can say you have got the wrong kind of teachers. Cynicism and doubt do not belong to the attitude of a good teacher. Students are the ones you must believe in, always.

1. Produce Excellence, Not “Above Average”https://hbr.org/2015/05/how-the-navy-seals-train-for-leadership-excellence?utm_source=Socialflow&utm_medium=Tweet&utm_campaign=Socialflow

Can I enjoy my little joy? Is it a sin? Depends what your joy is.

Beware of the crazies now.

It is her. It is she. Feminine danger, feminine cry, feminine anger, feminine deceit and greed. All the things she does in different way than is supposed to for a woman, than is expected for a woman, of a woman. What are those things for a woman? Expected, awaited, learned, thought to be followed as a rule, as clockwork without questioning, like strained force of nature that kills ready to explode all over you, you and you if not controlled with precision, with accuracy and fear, with punishment, with violence, with fear of abandonment and death, shame, accusation and loss. Woman is the devil, she has evil in her, she is inferior, because she is weak. For a woman to show her place, know why she exists, why her gender is a punishment she cannot escape.

Mental illness is something to hide and be ashamed of, even though it is not up to you whether you get sick or not.

”Today’s NBA is filled with players who come from less-than-stable circumstances. Their very presence in the league — even if they’re nothing more than a towel-waver— is a testament to their fortitude and ability to better themselves.” https://medium.com/the-cauldron/what-crazy-looks-like-mental-illness-in-the-nba-4b7459a52bd7

Topic I know all too well. Crazy is a word often used of artists, people who walk different paths than most, who choose to live in a way that is out of mainstream. It is strange how little things may seem crazy and scary to people who seek comfortable and familiar, want to live in security following rules and guides how to live a life and do not want to know, learn, be close to nor get to know the unknown, try themselves or the environment because they are scared. To chose safe is the craziest thing, to choose so that you won’t challenge yourself is also stupid.

Sweet love

Ladylike Sniff Sniff, ladies like it.

 
Smell Mein Führer


Fragrance that brings instant feeling of power on your face, for you, habitus in your hands, on and around you all day. While splashing odor you can hear screaming women and children. Aroma of blood, sweat, tears, piss, leather, nails and steal. You rule, you kill, you smell.

Value of art according to G

140 000 000
20 000 000
5 000 000
2 000 000

Round figures, something we see often in news fly by. Do we get numbed by the overdosing of numeric info, graphs of how much? What things cost make what they are worth or is it the other way round? How things are seen and handled, priced, talked about, saved or discarded. Wars are expensive, but education is precious, healthcare is too expensive. Museums are meant to shine like diamonds of the cities, priced temples of civilization, education, art, creativity of people. What else? What else do museums of art represent? Commercialism, consumerism, luxury, grandiose and status, power and what is valued? Can they critique themselves? Are they able to keep up with the change (do personnel equal the museum, bad management equal bad museum concept, bad working environment?), mold themselves for the needs of art (needs of people), not needs of museums or is it the same thing? Are art museums art embodied and creators of museum complexes, brands, franchise doing service for art? There is an awful lot of strange interaction, planning and shady promises hanging in the air which all look somewhat crooked for many reasons. Millions are peanuts for some, fairly abstract and large for many, but it is a daily routine to go through what things cost. What art costs is the shadiest of all. Small things make big things, but for some reason spectacle is the only thing that is the honey to attract tourists, art tourists. This is what is assumed. How do you measure when there is no limit but unlimited options to own and exploit, hidden and without showing true intentions, what is what, to make more money to make more value for brands for owners for rulers for player for money men with the help of tourists. Is it a question of heroism, progress of art? I doubt it.

It has been all along Western civilization has been exploring foreign cultures this civilization has refused to understand and know those who it likes to explore and exploit bringing progress and development thinking it is something better and above. It is us and them, those others whom we don’t even want to understand. They are so different. To say of not understanding culture of interacting in our country, our society, our system functioning to benefit art life and variety of it, how we maintain system of ours, how we think things should be done. To say of being naive and not understanding how we do things in Finland is more than odd for people whose nation is planning a trip to Mars. You do not understand foreign countries nor people is at the core of arrogance and stupidity of you nation. Monetary value calculated, planned winnings, honor and imperialist attitude of yours are the flaws of yours you do not want to change, because you do not see them flaws but strengths, your eternal way of life which must not be disturbed. Short-sighted ideas and plain force is nothing but surface, expensive and futile leading to chain reaction of failure with no end. It is good to learn from mistakes made. You fail to do even that. And you dare to say those who object your fucked up project are against art. Fuck you. Your anti-progress, anti-democratic system and thinking sickens me.

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How to respect, what is respect?

Does the word respect have a clang of old-school and stiffness about it in a way that there is something that needs to be changed how we see what it is to respect someone? There is respect in manners and paying attention to how we treat each other, take others into consideration, but that is not all what comes to respect. When I often call out for respect for women it is not a call for manners and opening doors or bowing your heads towards me, taking your hat off when passing by. Respect is entirely something else, which many times seems to be absent in the meaning I am after. Is respect something we earn and is given when we deserve it? Is respect presence, present when we are, not to think there is something better elsewhere, but something interesting is here where you are at? To me respect is exactly the acknowledging the importance of something and someone in that place. Acknowledging is not a trophy or a prize, it is noticing and wanting to know. It is paying attention instead of seeking something that is a higher far away goal. The better than attitude is so common I have become to loath it and places where such attitude for some reason is winning.
Respect is finding the same level and enjoying that level, exploring and getting to know it. Yes one can be ambitious and aim high. There are wrong ways and right ways to get there. Wrong way is the way of deceit and thinking about the prize.

Sky is dirty

picnic 2001, Juhani palmun varjossa