Flag of sorrow (Landscape 2008)

gouache, 76*56cm, 2008

Sounds as chanting this world. Christ is crisis. Chanting in crisis. Chanting an end.

Call it divine, call it repetition of the name, repetition of the sound, call it repetition of the act, the same movement, the same fear and hate in the call,
do not expect the same, expect the worst, do not expect the sane, expect lunacy, expect your narrowest nightmare corridor with mass of people in it with you unable to breathe, with them and their smells unwashed.
Call it hypothetical trust, blind hypothetical trust, insane hypothetical belief, expect the unseen, the unknown purity command, fury, need to make the idea of purity happen in black. See the flag, see the scarfs, see the eyes. Nothing will turn their heads around from this mission. Nothing. Crisis is in the not negotiable, in the smallest space, in the smallest breaths inhaled, in passing out with the rest.

ThreatExpect the crisis, threatExpect the hurt, threatExpect the ill, it will come, it will be a terrorist, call it a terrorist, call it an organizationTerrrrrrrrroriiiiiist, Terrrrrrrrrrrroriiiiist! It will be an explosion, a blast. Call it what you will, call it fear, terror, tyranny, call it many of who were hurt, many of those who are dead. Call it your blind heart, call it the answer of the kind heart.

It is not a comical POW. It is not a comical savage. It is the hidden savage of Christ, the one you deny, the one you do not want to acknowledge, because it is in you, in your religion. Smell of the divine captivated, taken, imprisoned. Moral imperative making monsters, sounds of this world, being a monster in an acceptable way, the same way as chanting righteousness, justice, superiority. Us and them, heaven and threat, Paradise of safety and Hell for the uncovered. Those who did what they had to do. Those who accomplish God’s plan to save what there is for us to be saved, next to nothing. Standing next to nothing, next to a plan of salvation drawn onto ground.

Landscape 2008

gouache, 76*56cm, 2008-2023

Flag of sorrow

Trust equals love. Since there is no trust, love does not exist. Is it really so? Now, I’m a bit scared. We live in a fascist world, you better believe it. How disgusting is that. At this point I lose my strength and fall down. I can’t believe it. I have thought love is life, living, believing, exactly believing, having faith. What if everything you believed in failed you?

But it is impossible to live without trust. To be able to trust that the food I eat is safe. So, far I have survived.

So, are you saying that the laws for example to maintain the quality of food are made out of love? Community is to protect. Protecting is love. Simply put and said. So, I have rights as a citizen of Finland and EU and as a human being not to live like a hunted animal. A hunted animal, very funny. What if people had a collective weeping. No! But I thought it would give us some relief in these times of sadness and debt. It would be a sight everybody weeping on the street, sharing their grief, to let sadness out, lovelessness, hurt, pain, shame, hate, anger, all negativity. You think they don’t do so already? Do you think it would end up in laughter? Yes. Crying is pretty ridiculous. You are such an idealist. That’s why you’ll end up against the wall and be shot. That is funny.

Flag of sorrow. Naive art/ primitive art, childlike, instant painting is fun and an approach to hunter images.

acrylic on hardboard, 2021

Flag of sorrow

Trust equals love. Since there is no trust, love does not exist. Is it really so? Now I’m a bit scared. We live in a fascist world, you better believe it. How disgusting is that. At this point I lose my strength and fall down. I can’t believe it. I have thought love is life, living, believing, exactly believing, having faith. What if everything you believed in failed you?

But it is impossible to live without trust. To be able to trust that the food I eat is safe. So, far I have survived. 

So, are you saying that the laws for example to maintain the quality of food are made out of love? Community is to protect. Protecting is love. Simply put and said. So, I have rights as a citizen of Finland and EU and as a human being not to live like a hunted animal. A hunted animal, very funny. What if people had a collective weeping. No! But I thought it would give us some relief in these times of sadness and debt. It would be a sight everybody weeping on the street, sharing their grief, to let sadness out, lovelessness, hurt, pain, shame, hate, anger, all negativity. Do you think it would end up in laughter? Yes. Crying is pretty ridiculous. You are such an idealist. That’s why you’ll end up against the wall and be shot.

Flag of sorrow

Flag of sorrow

Trust equals love. Since there is no trust, love does not exist. Is it really so? Now I’m a bit scared. We live in a fascist world, you better believe it. How disgusting is that. At this point I lose my strength and fall down. I can’t believe it. I have thought love is life, living, believing, exactly believing, having faith. What if everything you believed in failed you?

But it is impossible to live without trust. To be able to trust that the food I eat is safe. So, far I have survived. 

So, are you saying that the laws for example to maintain the quality of food are made out of love? Community is to protect. Protecting is love. Simply put and said. So, I have rights as a citizen of Finland and EU and as a human being not to live like a hunted animal. A hunted animal, very funny. What if people had a collective weeping. No! But I thought it would give us some relief in these times of sadness and debt. It would be a sight everybody weeping on the street, sharing their grief, to let sadness out, lovelessness, hurt, pain, shame, hate, anger, all negativity. Do you think it would end up in laughter? Yes. Crying is pretty ridiculous. You are such an idealist. That’s why you’ll end up against the wall and be shot.

Flag Of Sorrow

   Trust Equals Love.

Since There is No Trust, Love Does Not Exist. Is It Really So? Now I’m a Bit Scared. We Live In A Fascist World. You Better Believe It. How Disgusting. At This Point I Lose My strength And Fall Down. I Can’t Believe It. I Have Thought Love Is Life, Living, Believing. Exactly, Believing. Faith. What If Everything You Believed In Failed You. But It Is Impossible To Live Without Trust. I have to Be Able To Trust That The Food I Eat Is Safe. So far I Have Survived. So Are You Saying That Laws For Example To Maintain The Quality Of Food Are Made Out Of Love. Community Is To Protect. Protection Is Love. Simply put And Said. So I Have Rights As A Citizen Of Finland and EU and As A Human Being Not To Live like A Hunted Animal. A Hunted Animal, Very funny. What If People Had A Collective Weeping. NO! But I Thought It Would Give Us Some Relief In These Times Of Sadness And Debt. It Would Be A Sight Everybody Weeping On The Streets Sharing Their Grief. To Let sadness Out, Lovelessness, Hurt, Pain, Shame, Hate and Anger, Negativity. Do You Think It Would End Up In Laughter? Yes. Crying Is Pretty Ridiculous. You Are Such An Idealist. That’s Why You’ll End Up Against The Wall And Shot.