Painting the news

Acrylic on wood panel, 2019

Heijastinaika.

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HOW MANY TRIANGLES CAN YOU SEE?

Blue skies take you to the land of the Pharaohs. She didn’t know. How many? I ask again. What am I looking at, she asked. A man, number threes, a passport, obsession, dependency, I need you to pattern. Who do you need? Who is that you need?  To need somebody. We all need somebody. To take care. Triangle, is that the pattern it creates? I’m in love with you. I have never been so much in love. What’s the molecule structure of that emotion? It must have one, because we are in the end patterns entwined.

Wanna hear something funny? I paint porcelain as a hobby. After being finished I trash the items and throw them to the garbage and start all over again.

Infant terrible

infant terrible

She is a she. She must be careful and strain herself. When she does things not permitted for girls she is putting something out of balance and finding stability of her own, which is incomprehensible, unsafe and exciting. Norms for girl behavior are very strict, therefore they are fairly simple to break, if one has the nerve to do it and become infant terrible. Punishments will of course be severe, results somewhat expected and the girl will be shut out as she is improper, stupid, intolerable, smelly and dirty, always in trouble for testing limits set by adults. In the end all she tests is herself and where she can go with small gestures, small cracks in reality, cracks made by her that got bigger.

She farts loudly in a restaurant (small farts smell the worst, but bigger farts make a disturbing element in a sophisticated environment). She starts singing in a bus when everyone else is silent, unexpected noise and clearly retarded. She pours milk on the table and strikes the glass out on the parquet leaving a dent on it. Naughty girl, what is wrong with you. Is that all what happens? It does not take much to become a talking topic. She sees woman on a balcony below her and pours water on her head.

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Juoru
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Juoru

Anyone ever wondered what kind of an influence one’s sex, origin and looks have in life in general and in the arts?

I claim they have more significance than anyone cares to admit. Vanity industries do pay attention to the surface much more than I and I am shocked when what I wear is paid more attention to than what kind of art I do or my looks tell what I am capable of (with which I like to play with). How much is it in the interests of the arts to keep stereotypes alive or whose interests are in question all in all, because they are not mine? One can wonder and it is truly weird one has to keep up appearance and act upon one’s appearance. I make this assumption, I should act according to my sex, sex and gender are always an issue, and appearance, because such is my strongest asset? What is the appearance of an artist today, a businessman who functions like a machine, is efficient and more importantly is male? Clichés are so much alive, I wonder the speed of progress. (What progress?) Things that instantly come to your mind when you see someone, what do they tell of you?

BTW, any modelling agency hire 45yrs old? That would be a career change, lol. Oh no, I should lose weight.

MY SENTIMENTS POOR THING: YOU JUST THINK IN A VERY PREDICTABLE WAY.

me to be e, to be what you think in your way is strength, defined. What do you mean, in your way, exactly? or You think is strength exactly, at all, physical or mental, is it a thing of comparison, to know, to have a definition? This or that, either way, what you lack is depth, the dark is there, where one cannot see, a place which is like at night.

Me to be a letter, me, to be an a. Why should not I have all kinds of feelings about it, the good in destruction of me, there is humiliation, of course, I will be humiliated. I with lack, me the inferior by this and that, of course, I want you badly to look at this problem, how else I am the one to be belittled, take a look. Destroyed by looks is a weird process, if you subject to it. Want me to be a? So, I want you to b b.

HOW DO YOU INFECT? HOW DO YOU HANG?

Getting brutal, got rude, arrogant, willingly, I enjoyed it, my brutality, saying how I felt, skipping over the damaged area, mutilated, hanged by the neck, by things sticking out, looking at that position. How can you say that? Don’t say it out, please, hanging, hung, dripping, dropped. The Official method of loud hanging very convincingly, women and character that must be trained, women and nature that must be controlled, beautified, one should enjoy.