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.

28 syyskuun, 201518 helmikuun, 2018 | 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?

Sharing is caring. Is gossiping about social skills or lack of them?

1 toukokuun, 201521 helmikuun, 2018 | Henna Timanttimetsä

Ethically produced knowledge and learning? Sure thing, don’t know about the ethics though, a production, yes. Stand point to gossip is that it is all around, unavoidable as it seems. Why people do it? It obviously plays the essential part of entertaining as everyday soap without TV. Why do you think even though we know it is morally wrong and there is no justification to gossip people find gossip appealing? It brings together similar minded jackasses and separates those who can be discussed about. Gossip sure has a place in society, but why through doing harm we look for something interesting, excitement and shock value. Good and nice are not enough, boring maybe? We need the shock, danger, exposure, element of forbidden in digging other people’s lives and to seek humiliation on others, shame of those who are in the spotlight? Obviously, why else bad talk would flourish to the extent it does. Gossiping is a major seller of goods and magazines making celebrities. It is an emotional boost of either wanting what that other fabulous person has or loathing and hating someone to exclude them, make them feel bad about themselves. I see it merely as public expression of emotions and desires, which has very little to do with reason. Gossip is psychological warfare, violence and shows the ugly side of people, of those who gossip. getting things out of proportion, out of context, false and to make the talker look better than the one who is talked about. It is much a moral issue in which those who make gossip think have morals on their side, have higher morals than and know what is morally right. Gossiping people do not see anything wrong in their behavior until they are caught. It is a mental assault to team against someone, cruel, bullying, hurtful and ruthless. It does not stop until it is stopped.

If I look at the phenomenon of word getting around, it is irreversible and damaging. Gossip is targeting with a purpose, practical with a specific meaning. In that way it is very social, needs relations and skills to spread. If you really don’t know what you are talking about, why don’t you keep your fucking mouth shut. If your only purpose is to harm those you for some reason do not like, you have got some serious issues that need tending.

http://www.apa.org/science/about/psa/2005/04/gossip.aspx ”For example, it has been theorized that gossip played a fundamental role in the evolution of human intelligence and social life (Dunbar, 2004; Davis & McLeod, 2003) and that it continues to play an active role in cultural learning (Baumeister, Zhang, & Vohs, 2004) and as a source of social comparison information (Suls, 1977; Wert & Salovey, 2004a). To be sure, it is often noted that rumor and gossip can also be undeniably aversive and problematic-currently illustrated, for example, in the way that rumor and gossip have generated resistance to medical efforts to deal with HIV and AIDS (e.g., Smith, Lucas, & Latkin, 1999; Stadler, 2003).”

If it is good, huray! Cheeky then wehey! Blog sensations: News Agency for the good ppl. Don’t forget to share. Check your facts or/and check your head.

The Gossip and making of it: The contradiction in me is the contradiction shown to me, because it is the flaw that should not be but is.

30 huhtikuun, 201521 helmikuun, 2018 | Henna Timanttimetsä

I tell you my personal point of view so there is no need to speculate how I see myself: The very personal issue of all to all is how to be accepted and stay accepted. How does it happen, what do I have to do and be like to be accepted. As an idea it is the basic human problem, relevant, important and at the same time very unnecessary as there is the constant message in the air that we are to be accepted as we are, loved as such, especially children who are what they are without much possibility and need to be something else. Children do not fake themselves, act phony unless there is a punishment, judgment, shadow, fear etc. telling to do otherwise than what they do. They learn to fake it when it becomes clear they are not what they are supposed to be, they are not doing what they are expected to do. This has been the core issue in my life. There has always been talk around me about me, which talk is not meant for me to know. I have been aware and observing as artists and children do… So I am being analysed by others to others but not analysed to me or asked how I see things. I am left out for whatever reason. Something wrong about me has been defined and has been made a story. Good things do not make such a good story, right? It is not good to talk what is good? That there is idea that there is nothing wrong with the environment or people, but the error and flaw is in me because I am different. Issue of gossip and talk has been there all my life without me, still, somehow never stopping. I am there but I am not there. I am scary and I have to be scared. This is sad history and has made me feel inadequate and really puzzled about how am I supposed be, which has made me work even harder. I somehow do not exist and exist at the same time. So you understand that I really don’t understand how to be in the world of people. If you get what I mean.

It is no wonder I was lost and still am. State of lost and loss has become my tools and topic, good thing and bad, good and evil. I juggle and experiment. I provoke with my mere existence as is evident, now I enjoy the provocation and know how to create from and with it, to identify with obscure and weird and what is odd exactly. It does not take much to seem crazy and out of balance, become scared and build a bubble. I take the provocation as far as I can to see what happens. People make things happen. Very small tiny things move them, move their lips, make them talk. It is easy to say I am cynical. I see myself as having an organic part in a human game and as a researcher, what else could I do? If I give you information why do you share it, what are your motives for that? And what have been the motives to gossip behind my back all a long? How am I the cynical one here one can ask. I just study you. I know myself. It is healthy to learn to know thyself. It is called growing. To seek flaws in me is the same old same old as is the not giving me any credit for my exceptional talent, which is obvious and oh so demanding. Does it have something to do with my gender??

There is and has been a great chance for me to get badly hurt, but I am already all the time in a state of hurt, which is like built-in me, so it does not make much effort to take the hurt further and further little by little and see how much hurt people are willing to make. I have learned to place hurt and everyday reality to their places, into perspective of research and art. What hurts me, probably would kill you. Most it hurts to see how little people change and what kind of things make them talk. It is what makes the world go round. That is the sad part. As I test my limits it means I make progress. Pain and work are parts of that personal progress. So if I as an artist and human being begin to be accepted as such, it will be the most strange place I could be. One becomes used to of not being accepted. Contempt, suspicion, rejection, humiliation and hate are parts of that world. To understand me it is good to understand where I come from. It is a very different place and view-point. To think my world is unharmed, pink and naive is unbelievably naive.

Please begin to explore your minds, if you haven’t started yet. Let the healing begin. There is a saying of better late than never. In the case of making gossip better it is never. Oh what a contradiction. To see yourself as you are can be a good thing. To like yourself..one has to live a kind of life one wants, be the kind of person one likes.

Without her she gets made, a kind of other, malformation of sex. She needs persona and identity of her own. What does she make of herself, of this lot? Out of these forms of hers. She must build herself.

18 lokakuun, 20147 maaliskuun, 2018 | Henna Timanttimetsä

Character of mist that makes you feel cold inside. Her reputation precedes her, irregular person, despicable. She is what you heard, you think. What you made of her in your mind via your and other people’s speech. Isn’t she. Talk works like clay. Story of her could be continued in this way unless she would not act for her defense. Get that clay into her own hands. She needs herself to oppose, resist and defend herself. Nobody else does it. Nobody else is interested in her life. Her life what it really is, what she really is like and able to do. Her reality is not interesting to anybody but herself, she lives it, not you and makes it interesting. She makes her life even there is discouragement, contempt, laughter, ill talk, threat, there is so little faith in her that it is unbelievable and unbearable. To accept passively what goes on and on, because others accept it, it suits them and they say there is nothing one can do, for her it is not an option. That is her exceptional quality, active resistance, energy of hers.

Evaluations, descriptions, adjectives, measurements and comparisons, faults, flaws, drawbacks. Qualities we need. Qualities we have made us and what are they worth, how do qualities change. We imagine, make, consume and refine ourselves.

She is not right. Characteristics that is stated as a fact without further evidence than hearsay. Demonizing her to people who listen. Who asked about her. Without her she gets made. As if she died. Character of mist that makes you feel cold inside. Is this the same world we inhabit? You speak of me, but you do not confront me nor speak to me. How little respect there is, how little trust. She is what you heard as a fact. To think otherwise would be unthinkable. Thinkable pleasure, envious joy of dragging her down speaks mountains. She is not right.

She is not right. To kill is to entertain. It is to better yourself. To paint a picture of malicious woman is to draw a separating line. Pointing her out from above, from a distance, from acclaimed perfection, from accepted shameless perfection undeniable.

To know her is to say what she is. She is loud, she is noisy, she is quiet, she is broken, she is tense, she is irrational, she is shameless, she is lost, she is dead.

Dynamics of a community

10 syyskuun, 20144 helmikuun, 2018 | Henna Timanttimetsä

In which gossip spreads in a manner of horrible ease without questioning the origin of the information or truth or why such gossip exists and is told forward for reasons one can only guess. Where a person can be put down and smacked around, humiliated in a way that reminds me of many historical events that have put down millions of people who were considered second rate non-humans without intellect or any capabilities or human worth whatsoever. What kind of value does this community have to society and in what kind of society such group of people can successfully practice their ideology, philosophy, work, and whatever the fuck is that they do.

Please professionals answer to my questions. This is very important, because grounds of what you do are crumbling. I really do not have any faith in what you do if I ever did because my way in the arts has been lightly put peculiar. Is it the benefit of all humans or just yourselves only. Let me know. It has been a pleasure to know you.