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Let’s get back to Flashdance: There is more to the movie than the plot. It is more clever than you give it credit for.

| Henna Timanttimetsä

It is a fairytale kind of spectacle or anti-spectacle in a spectacle, if that is a thing. Anti-spectacle in the sense of changing of the perspective towards gender, class, work and art, romantic is the spectacle, a pattern we expect. The spectacle we are used to seeing and thinking in terms of movies and in general how class, work, gender and art function and are, are thought to represent and be like. The American dream in this case where a beautiful young woman reaches out for her dream, a place in the sun and ends up getting more or ‘all’, a romantic relationship with a Man with a Porsche, who is also the owner of the factory where Alexandra, the woman in question, works at as a welder. One big plus of the movie is it does not highlight the work Alexandra does, welding is just work with men as co-workers, it makes the movie hugely more interesting though, and her the one who lives outside the box and is allowed to do so. She is not harassed by her co-workers, her abilities are not questioned. It is truly a beautiful setting, which her choice of work, most definitely would be seen weird still today.

To explore deeper into what the movie is all about is worth our while as it has been deeply overlooked as many romantic movies that are meant for women usually are. To pay attention to details, characters, camera shots, what is being looked at and told via tensions between women and men and why those tensions exist. What happens between the sexes, between women especially, what are sexes both expected to do, look and be like. Movie is a language as is dance as is sex, sexuality, clothing and gender. You have to focus on to read it all and actually think what are we looking at, what happens there and why all the time. It is not just an entertaining show where you can relax and forget what is going on, this is told via contrasts between sleazy bars, working men and art, how women are treated in different settings and how these settings differ, how women want to be treated and what do they desire of their lives to be. Movie is never just a movie that is meant to entertain, not even those that are made for that purpose, nor is music or the dance acts that seem to be out of place. Point is easily missed when the romantic is what stays interesting and in the focus.

In a bar where ambitious fit and talented dancers show their art, act for paying customers who are watching and are a bit amazed by the unexpected shows. Contrast is also to the other bar where dancing is not the primary interest of anyone, only nude female bodies, that move in a certain way. Women are dancing for money but in a show-your-ass-kind of way, but they still want to be discovered and dream of making it. What are people watching and why, who gets attention? Watching happens for instant gratification, simplicity of getting pleasure cheap and for fun. A bar is a world of something else than the workplace and not a place of thought, burdening oneself. Customers of the bar are not the assumed ordinary art lovers, but that is the point. Why should people be provoked to think more than is necessary, why not give them what they want? To whom is art for and why is it a class issue? What is art and where is art, who is capable of art and why it is a special occasion in a special place? High and low seem to be repulsed by each other, classes stay separated  like oil and water. The dance acts, art and artists, are really in the right place. Intention of the movie is not to depict a straightforward story in a manner of this is what happens: this is what we dream of happening to us. It is not a children’s story and it is not pink. It seems light, but is heavier when one starts exploring. That are the expectations and frame women are supposed to fit in, want, act upon and are shown in the movie, that those who dare, can change the game. There is social critique hidden there to be found.

To say Flashdance is a feminist movie is not quite what a true movie lover might expect. What do you think about the turn, that a seemingly light Hollywood movie is feminist in a very kick-ass way and about the structural difficult issue of choosing how to get ahead in life, on one’s own terms and talent, and not sleeping with the boss or buddy who has connections. What do you think about when after having seen and evaluated for example the scene where Alexandra goes and finds her friend who has gone to work as a stripper, moving herself in conventional stripper manner, she is grabbed off the stage by Alexandra and escorted out. In the scene Alexandra’s clothing and standing position compared to her friend tell a lot when friend the stripper ends up in a puddle on street wearing only panties and high heels and is cold. Money, she earned gets wet in the rain on the pavement. Alexandra’s loose pants and sneakers when she stands firmly behind the naked woman who has fallen down and sold her body for money to please men may seem easy and naive, but it is something very basic, a woman on the ground beaten down feeling there is no other opportunity for her.

After having read couple of critiques about the movie and clearly many have missed the point: When one is an art critic it is essential to see behind the expected, the image and be free of bias. What is the seen image telling us, what happens without words, what is the setting and who are the characters, what do they do. Do you need more clues, because explaining has to be done also in a very basic manner, obviously also for critics. When you are an art critic, don’t fall for the simple clichés. Such poor analysis destroys a lot, as does arrogance, assumptions and cynicism. Minimizing culture that is aimed at and is about women and girls is a normal practice. It is a learned reaction which comes without thinking. A black woman eating a banana in a scene where women talk about relationships, well sounds as cliché as anything, but it happens in couple of seconds, and is easily missed, but telling. To make it as you with your raw capabilities, without handouts and favours..

Flashdance, is a feminist movie https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flashdance in which woman does work as a welder and pursues her dream to become a professional dancer, also in which women help each other, face sexual harassment and deal with it by acting out, consequences lurking there and threat of violence is almost a certainty. To oppose men means you have to be one and be prepared. Movie portrays different kinds of female roles, a gallery of different kinds of women. The expectations of what women should be like, playing with stereotypes with which women struggle and hold on to as coping mechanisms. They may be afraid to go against the machine or don’t know how to or should they, and those who do not fit in the accepted roles especially, seem to be out of sync or do what they need to do despite whatever. Interesting are the different kinds of female characters there, how there are systematic learned rules of behaviour that stick, codes for genders and how these codes are taken for granted. How women portrayed are in their places and obviously struggle and lack power. They try to move on up as do men, they have dreams. Men try to move inside women’s panties and sex is clearly a very basic tool of control and making it. It is the first thought, easy way out, a getaway car and motive. World of art is a dusty stagnant relic too, which needs heavy dusting. Alex, the leading women, is afraid to enter this monument of perfected trained fragile-looking fairy-like ballerinas and primadonnas. She want’s to make it on her own with her own credentials with her talent and does not need a man to do that for her.

Real life is stranger than fiction says this welder.

 

”I have a friend who has a simple test for a movie: Is this movie as interesting as the same things would be, happening in real life? A lot of movies aren’t, and ”Flashdance” sure isn’t. If this movie had spent just a little more effort getting to know the heroine of its story, and a little less time trying to rip off ”Saturday Night Fever,” it might have been a much better film.”

http://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/flashdance-1983

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0085549/reviews

http://articles.latimes.com/2013/may/09/entertainment/la-et-cm-flashdance-musical-review-segerstrom-20130509

Reviews and critiques strongly reflect the persona of the critic who is writing. For some reason in this case feminist perspective does not shine through. Wonder why.

Slums that do not have sewers, take your shit to the nearest art museum. Even better if you let your children do the dirty work.

| Henna Timanttimetsä

It is a powerful feeling to hold a stone in your hand.

Interesting talk by Esther Perel: adultery and infidelity, for anyone who has ever loved.

| Henna Timanttimetsä
This is my stand: I am not for betrayal but when I am betrayed I betray you. Quite brutal don’t you think?

 

Suosi suomalaista!

| Henna Timanttimetsä

Voisiko sanoa että isänmaallinen ihminen rakastaa Suomea eli hän pitää Suomesta, haluaa kehittää Suomea, ylläpitää suomalaista kulttuuria ja kieltä. Voiko isänmaallisuutta mitata ja vertailla millainen isänmaallisuus on parempaa ja arvokkaampaa, vertailla kenen kannalta ja kenen hyväksi? Voi ajatella että ihminen joka on töissä valtiolla tekee isänmaallista työtä, tavallaan palvelee palkkaa vastaan valtiota ja sen ihmisiä. Näin oletan Suomessa vielä olevan, että ihmisiin jotka toimivat viroissa voi luottaa, ja että he tekevät parhaansa, etenkin tietävät mikä on maan ihmisille parhaaksi ja toimivat sen mukaan, eivät omien mieltymystensä ja etujen mukaan.

Monenlaiset epäonnistuneilta näyttävät liiketoimet joita valtio on harjoittanut ja keittoja joita isänmaallisina pidetyt suomalaiset yritykset keittävät edelleen luovat harmaan varjon muuten kovin vauhkon, uskollisen ja uskonnollisen isänmaallisuuden päälle. Jääkiekkoasu päällä ei kerro ihmisen todellisesta isänmaallisuudesta paljoakaan, eikä isänmaallisuutta poseeraamalla synny, ei sellaista uskoa kansaan ja kansalaisuuteen joka ylläpitäisi vahvaa identiteettiä ja luottamuksen tunnetta että selviämme yhdessä ja että meissä on voimaa, edelleen. Välillä on sellainen tunne että laiva on uppoamassa, uhkakuvia maalaillaan kovin tiuhaan ja niin mustina, että muualta tulevat pelottavat asiat vievät kaiken huomion. Ehkä niin on tarkoituskin, tarkoitus ei ole kasvaa suomalaisina vaan pysyä iänikuisesti samanlaisina epäluuloisina örrinkäisinä, englantia puhumattomina juntteina, jurpottajina ja helposti kauhistuvina pienessä lämpimässä piirissä supisijoina jotka eivät uskalla sanoa poikkipuolista sanaa. Sellaista suomalaisuutta minä en kannata enkä halua. Haluan edelleen pitää Suomesta ja nimenomaan sellaisena joka on utelias uudelle, omintakeinen, luontokeskeinen, avoin ja kekseliäs.

Minulle isänmaallisuutta on luonnonsuojelu, lapsuuteen ja nuoriin panostaminen, sitä että pidetään huolta. Huolenpito ei vain lähimmäisistä vaan myös ympäristöstä joka on iso osa suomalaisuutta. Osa suomalaisuutta on se kuinka rakennetaan ja tällä hetkellä se on huolestuttavan yksitotista ja yllätyksetöntä. Suomalaisuutta voi pohtia kun katsoo marketteja ja virastorakennuksia, jotka ovat saapuneet ja syöpyneet kaupunkimaisemaan lähtemättömästi kuin mitään ei olisi enää tehtävissä. Apatia osin johtuu siitä tunteesta, että koetaan kuin mitään ei voi tehdä markkinavoimien edessä, asiat vain  tapahtuvat. Rakennuksia vain rakennetaan sellaisiksi kuin joku viisaampi ja tietävämpi on päättänyt. Ilman meteliä asiasta näin varmasti tapahtuu, ilman että joku ääneen ihmettelee ja kyseenalaistaa miksi tehdään kuten tehdään. Ilmeisesti suurin osa suomalaisista on tyytyväisiä siihen mitä näkevät, koska en ole huomannut suurta kansalaisliikehdintää markettien ylivoimaa vastaan tai vastustusta rakennusurakoitsijoiden tapaa vastaan rakentaa samantyylisiä ylihinnoiteltuja blokkeja joka paikkaan ja edullisia vuokra-asuntoja kovin harvakseltaan, jos ollenkaan. Elementtityyli ilmeisesti viehättää suomalaisia, kuten halvat tuontitavarat, valkoinen ja musta ja halvempi työvoima. Tähän asti kovasti on ollut sellainen ajatus että kaikki parempi tulee ulkomailta ja meidän tulee apinoida sitä mitä muualla tehdään koska se on itsestäänselvästi parempaa, isoa, hienoa, upeata ja grandea, etenkin kallista. Kuten esimerkiksi ydinvoimala jonka uraani suinkaan ei tule Suomesta, tai museo jonka vallan upea brändi houkuttelee risteilymatkustajia konsultin mukaan varsin mukavasti, eli ei meillä ole mitään hätää, kun on näin fantastista isänmaallisuutta täällä Suomessa ja olemme niin kovin hyväuskoisia ja luottavaisia siihen, että ulkomailta tulee se parempi vaihtoehto. En tiedä, kuinka paljon ulkomaisia työläisiä rakennusmailla käytetään, mutta veikkaan että hyvin paljon. Se siitä isänmaallisuudesta. Suosi suomalaista on tainnut unohtua, kuten kestävä kehitys ja että läheltä voi löytyä ratkaisu isoihinkin ongelmiin kun tosissaan halutaan ratkaisu löytää. Lähiruoka ja Suomessa valmistetut tavarat joutuvat edelleen puolustamaan paikkaansa ja taistelemaan halvempien kanssa. Molemmat olisivat ekologisesti että talouden kannalta erinomaisia vaihtoehtoja. Tällä hetkellä tahtotilaa ratkaista ongelmat Suomea suosien ja tulevaisuus huomioon ottaen ympäristöystävällisesti ei ole löytynyt. Tyypillistä suomalaista itsensä vähättelyä ja liikemiesmäistä vähäjärkisyyttä jossa ainoa jolla on merkitystä on miltä asiat näyttävät ja mitä sillä tienaa löytyy yllin kyllin.

Isänmaallisuus on ihmisten hyvinvoinnin puolella, ei vain osan ihmisistä vaan kaikkien. Se ei vähättele omaa maataan eikä kanssakansalaisiaan. Syttyykö valo vai ei, sopii toivoa. Töitä ymmärryksen eteen on tehtävä, koska ihmiset jotka päättävät asioista eivät ilmeisesti ymmärrä oman maansa parasta kuten eivät kuluttajatkaan. Kannattaa kuluttaa vähemmän ja ostaa laadukkaampaa. Esimerkiksi ydinvoimaan satsaaminen tahi mihin tahansa katastrofin ainekset omaavaan energiamalliin panostaminen on umpikuja ja kallis sellainen. Pelkkä ajatus siitä kuinka hirveä rahakasa on tuhottu yhteen ydinvoimalaan saa voimaan pahoin. Millaisesta suomalaisuudesta ja identiteetistä energia- ja rakennuspolitiikkamme kertoo on karua kalkkia. Teemme voitonmaksimoinnin kustannuksella suuria päätöksiä jotka maksavat veronmaksajat ja luonto. Suomalaisuutta on se ettemme pysty muuttamaan teko- ja ajattelutapojamme niin nopeasti kuin olisi tarpeen. Epäilemme, vastustamme ja jahkaamme. Välillä vastustamme vastustamisen vuoksi. Emme pysty muuttamaan elintapojamme, koska pidämme niitä ainoina oikeina ja jääräpäisesti pitäydymme niissä, koska meidän ei voi todistaa olevan väärässä ja se joka yrittää on hullu tai muuten vain pelkkä uhka joka on eristettävä. Se mikä meitä uhkaa on tuo joku joka yrittää kertoa että on parempia tapoja elää ja ne säästävät luonnonvaroja, energiaa, tuovat työtä ja hyvinvointia. Kovin on ilmeinen uhka. Itsensä muuttaminen voi olla isänmaallinen teko ja muuttumattomuus isänmaan pahin uhka. Suurin uhka näyttäisi olevan suomalaisille ja suomalaisuudelle suomalaiset itse. Kannattaa valita viisaasti kun valintoja tekee, teemme päivittäin useita kymmeniä pieniä valintoja jotka vaikuttavat elämäämme.

Identiteettipurkajaiset

| Henna Timanttimetsä

Onko identiteetti jotakin jonka jokainen kohdallaan varmasti tietää ja tunnistaa, osaa sanallistaa ja selittää tarkasti ja kertoa mitä identiteetti hänelle ja maalle tarkoittaa? Mikä on kansalaisen identiteetti, suomalaisen naisen ja miehen identiteetti, lapsen identiteetti ja mitä niitä nyt onkaan, ihmisiä. Identiteetti on olla joku, persoona jolla on minä. Henkilö joka kuuluu useimmiten useaan ryhmään ihmisiä käytöksensä, syntymäpaikkansa, sukulaistensa, ystäviensä, työnsä, koulutuksensa, ihonvärinsä, sukupuolensa, seksuaalisensuuntaumisensa, ikänsä, uskontonsa, mielipiteidensä, pukeutumisensa, valintojensa kautta. Identtiteettinsä jokainen on osin valinnut ja osin ei. Identiteetti on siis hyvin monimutkainen rakennelma josta me muodostumme ihmisinä, jonka me itse muodostamme monin eri tavoin aktiivisesti ja passiivisesti, joten ajatus siitä että ulkoa tuleva ihmisryhmä voisi muuttaa jonkin maan asukkaiden identiteettejä, meidän kansallista identiteettiä on täysin absurdi. Suomen kansallinen identiteetti on minulle itsellenikin mysteeri, joten en tiedä mitä identiteettiä tässä halutaan suojella ja millaiselta uhkalta tarkalleen ottaen. Suojella siltä että tuo suomalainen identiteetti jonka me näemme niin yhtenäisenä joka on niin kovin monelle sama on helposti turmeltavissa ja yht’äkkiä muuttumassa valtavassa paineessa ja pelossa islamistiseksi, naiset huntupäisiksi ja päiväjärjestys niin että kaikki rukoilisivat viisi kertaa päivässä, niinkö? Sen olen huomannut että muutoksen aikaan saaminen on äärimmäisen hankalaa parempaan päin, mutta kun on saatava huononnus aikaan se tapahtuu hyvin pikaisesti. Kuinka käy identiteetille sitten? Miten paljon kansallisia piirteitä ja rajoja tulisi suojella ja keneltä voi kysyä ja mitä niissä on suojelemista, etenkin kansallisissa piirteissä? Olemmeko muita rehellisempiä, mutkattomampia alastomuuden suhteen, hauskempia, fiksumpia, parempia pukeutumaan, omaperäisiä ja kekseliäitä? Kun ulos katsoo tulee muita adjektiiveja mieleen. Hei Suomi, kannattaa katsoa peiliin ja tutustua itseensä ihan ajan kanssa. Itsetutkiskelu ei näillä leveysasteilla ole kovin suosittua ja terapiassa käynti on hulluuden merkki. Huonosta itsetunnosta kertoo myös tuo huoli ulkoisesta uhasta joka tulee ja nappaa, jos ei olla muurina edessä.

Suomalaisuus on edelleen myyttinen sankaritarujen ja voittojen huumaantunut ja humaltunut joku, todellakin joku tuntematon jota ei uskalla tervehtiä saati katsoa silmiin. Outo on outoa. Suomalaisuus edelleen pyörii samankaltaistensa joukossa ja pienissä sellaisissa, syö samanlaista ruokaa ja pukeutuu samalla lailla. Sellaista identiteettiäkö nyt halutaan suojella? En minä ainakaan. Se suomalaisuus jonka minä tunnen kaipaa pikaista ravistelua ja happihyppelyä, raitista ilmaa koska tänne tukehtuu. Ai suomalainen vienti ei vedä. On se totta tänne kaivataan läpiveto että saataisiin lähimmäisen rakkaus esiin jos se paikalliseen identiteettiin mitenkään on kasvanut, edes piiloon. Piilossa on suomalainen identiteetti kasvanut kovin kummalliseksi.

Radical sexuality and why sexuality is to liberate us.

| Henna Timanttimetsä

I like both radical and sexuality as words, acts of necessary and something unavoidable we must face and try to understand as essential and natural. Testing how visible perversions are or are not, what is actually perverted and what is not, testing tolerance and sensitivities towards radical and sex via art is important and vital. They, radical and sex, do something when experienced, make us do something to wake up from apathy, liberating feeling of having done something unacceptable but feeling having done something absolutely correct. Sex which is as such pushing the limits of forbidden and bad, which experience is scary, shameful and joyful, enjoyable, to do something forbidden, testing limits of acceptable, what is good taste, what is disgusting, how much your inhibitions give room and what are we afraid of and why. Reactions towards radical are usually fearful and rejecting. To me radical is a word and act of beauty. Today I think radical is too scary to exist in normal every day speech. To declare oneself radical almost equals a terrorist. Excitement, horror and disgust going hand in hand, fears exploring and making sexual and violent imagery bring and what kind of humanity is found. How close animals do we go when we let go of our inhibitions and restrains. Acts that can bring strong emotional reactions: repulsion, rejection, rage, just testing how numb we have become, how do we notice numbness and indifference of ours. Images that try to shock also try to make us think. Shock effect is thereby a necessity and rejuvenating, breaking and tearing, destructive.

Tongue is an instrument. Tongue is pleasurable and it is an insult when shown, to lick something in public is almost a sexual act. So there is something about tongue the organ that is disgusting and dirty, a middle finger inside one’s mouth, what you lick is what you like and you have desire in you. Is it how tongue is used for licking which make us look and feel, used for tasting, for speaking, for showing, for kissing: what mouth stands for. An expressive hole in which we put food to eat, which we use to give affection, something which can be shut and opened to speak, sigh, whisper, yell, scream. Mouth which is the most personal tool of self-expression, love, contempt, communication, drinking and eating for us to live. Tongue out is a sign of something bad, abnormal behaviour and a rude gesture. It has ugliness as it is so bare and a piece of meat yet very sensitive and complex, tender and not easy to look at and accept as anything other than very personal and a message of ill. When tongue is pictured without beautifying it, it is very unapologetic, without need to please, maybe even without gender and age. Tongue between fingers is a sexual gesture, signifying oral sex. Why would anybody make such a gesture would be to humiliate. Humiliation is a way to use power when someone is ashamed of sexuality, loss of privacy and it is almost an act of rape. Humiliation and oppression via sex is the easiest way to torture and put down, take away pride, dignity and purity. Why I do such explicit pictures is to make visible something of how we use power and how someone who by her gender does not have much power can show her strength or weakness which often comes to show via sexuality. Also to study humiliation as a strategy which has no end but is built-in us through our shame. Humiliation which is senseless, insensitive, irrational and cruel.
How much we have negative emotions in our mouths and what we choose to give. And what mouth and tongue mean, stand for and has meant in search for symptoms of diseases and personality. What is ill, is this picture sick or am I? Art is a gesture and research but often viewers look for pathology of an artist which most part is wrong and partly of course artist puts herself in her work.

 

All male panel on how to become a woman. Best of Pussy. You create yourself.

| Henna Timanttimetsä

Also men having an expert conversation on menstruation is one I would like to go and listen to.

How does one become a woman, to become part of a gender that is specific, recognizable, is to know what are the things people of that gender do and what they look like, are about. What are women about then? The problem of being part of a pure idea, a perfect ideal to live by can be binding, womanhood which is controlled and firmly obedient to tradition. Obedience is strongly expected of young women as it is for children. Women who act against the rules have something wrong with them. There is something wrong with her, she is not right, she is trouble, she is wild, she is a warning sign. Women who do not fit in, do not fill up given criteria, do not appeal, please and do right are punished, silenced, killed, abandoned, isolated, stigmatized etc. Means are many and they are in use all over the world. Men do the talking for women, have opinion on women’s issues, lives, looks, decisions, education, rights and prohibitions.

One becomes a woman realizing there are fewer options for women than for men. She understands she is not allowed to do the same things as men are, she utterly sees how different her life is compared to men and it is very difficult to change that situation. This is one way to womanhood, comprehending it. To be a woman is to learn to defend oneself, defend children, defend childhood, take care of others, be emotional, be what you are expected to be and still be more, do otherwise than you are expected, do what you want to do and face the consequences. Caring, kind, speaking softly, not speaking, not daring, avoiding dark alleys, strangers, avoid stigma of any kind, or you can have your own way and face the consequences.

A never-ending mirroring of your body and image. Hey beautiful how are you feeling?
First you get yourself a pair of tits, you start to think about how you feel, how transformation made you feel from girl to a woman from man to a woman. You are not happy the way you look, you are not happy who you are? You feel bad, you feel good. You are an emotional body figuring out how to be a woman and what a woman does.
You think are your breasts big enough and how they look, how they should look and whose breasts you idolize and think look good and sexy, how your belly looks and is it flat enough. Images in your head. Are you legs long and firm enough, how much skin can you show, how your ass looks and can you wear tight clothing. What kind of response do you want from those who look at you and are you interested in what other people think. How depended women are on other people’s opinion and judgment?

The Gossip is solid proof and enjoyable one. It is deadly and vicious aimed only to cause hurt and loss by those who speak it forward. My aim has been to reflect you to yourselves and to those watching.

| Henna Timanttimetsä

Gossip is the spectacle of our time, of any time. It is the destruction and decay of the art world made visible. When word spreads this fast and in this magnitude to paint black one person it is evidence of a bubble existing and relations between people who aim to preserve self-interests, tale of art life in a bubble which serves the few of those inside, suspicion and contempt against the different and someone who is seen as less. Art world does not serve art or artists. Artists who think so serve interests of theirs only and the system that does not seek change as it thinks it is perfect. World where self-promotion and greed shine is a dead world already. Justification would be very interesting to hear as you obviously see someone like me garbage who can be completely trashed. Gossip continued the trashing that had already began as I heard what people had talked about me, people whom I had not even met. How an image of an artist and a woman lives on in talk and creates her public image which in its way makes her in the art world. Art is seen the undeniable good, fighter against ill, social rot, ugliness and discrimination, at least for some the ideal is true. Contradictions and simple mistakes in thinking shine through. You see it?

In this image it is interesting to reflect the world of how artists are seen in general as there is contempt inside there is a lot of it outside. As from where I come from arts is done by distant and weird people who are more or less mentally ill, drink a lot, live a messy life etc. All kinds of images live on, any ideas there are of artists are kept alive just to keep arts distant because it is not understood nor wanted because it is something disturbing, disturbing balance of what is seen as good, good to picture, good to like, what is seen as beautiful and worth while to depict. To be a great artist is to be legitimized inside by legitimized people with position and only great artists have the right to be artists. For an artist who is female and has contradicting questioning thoughts it is a complex field of struggle, mostly struggle against prejudice, a struggle to be heard and make lasting change of how people think and what is art for.

Only thing I am surprised is how fast and wide word has spread. Viciousness nor cynicism do not surprise me in any way. Here comes the sun and it will burn you. See I understand you way better than you think. That is your flaw, underestimation and arrogance, you do not think much of someone like me. Someone like me, who is that? Someone who looks like me, someone you heard a gossip about?

Most stunned I am how persistently bias live on, that people are convinced their thinking they know is absolutely correct and such bias and idea of superiority is very difficult to change.

| Henna Timanttimetsä

To learn to think otherwise seems to be the hardest thing to do as it means consciously admitting flawed judgment and thinking, knowingly changing one’s perspectives and point of views which are often learned and hard stuck as there may be the whole community who thinks the same and with that same thinking assume they are correct and cannot be proven otherwise. Collective wrong thinking can be seen as the most harmful way of humanity doing wrong on regular basis which regularly tend to repeat over and over until there are enough people who stand against ill patterns of society/people, of a group of same. Most appalling situation is when one has to convince a group of similar minded jackasses, convince after convincing, prove after proving, results happen so slowly when minds are made up, when world views are stuck as if Earth was center of the Universe again and again. Biggest blasphemy of all is to show prove that men are not the most intelligent self-evidently, the best at everything, know everything and to show that men can be corrected, talked over, punched back, argued with, questioned. Authority that cannot be questioned is losers’ authority. To take authority and primal stage of having a say over mean to take responsibility. It means one is capable of giving spotlight for others, for diversity of others, it does not mean having right to rule and judge. To think you are among civilized people can be proven wrong every day makes a strange picture of people and what is true. Civilized? I haven’t been thinking mankind is civilized for a long time now. Civilized people do not hurt just because they can.

http://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/2015/09/20/pakistan-violence-schools-girls-my-law-plan-international_n_8164716.html?utm_hp_ref=uk”He is realistic that it will take years to change a society where “boys are by definition born with authority and virtually given immunity to being corrected”.”http://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/professor-louise-serpell/rosalind-franklin-female-scientists_b_8146848.html
http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2015/08/08/the-book-that-shocked-tinsel-town.html?utm_content=bufferc6247&utm_medium=social&utm_source=twitterbfi&utm_campaign=buffer
http://www.middleeasteye.net/in-depth/features/female-guerrilla-fighters-pkk-2044198184”“A woman can’t feel free just by pursuing her own individual freedom – she has to struggle for the liberation of all the other women too,” says Rashat. “In the PKK, our main goal is to uproot from the girls’ minds all the misconceptions hailed from male-dominated societies. Women need to find their mental freedom before anything else.””