Weather is fine eli hyvä sää.

guassi paperille, 2022

Au Fingo

So, you are telling me like I don’t know spacing. OH, what kids’ issue, please. Well, I enjoy exhausting myself, momentarily fatigue gives me great pleasure. The illusions people create collecting experiences like trophies. What illusions are those? Transparent take­aways. Like Transgressed Thursdays. What got transgressed on Thursday? never­ explained numbness. Doesn’t make any sense whatsoever. What? Not even on a beach, especially not on a beach.

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Let’s talk more my bunny!
March 6, 2013

Hello! My name is Tanya.  I am lonely Russian woman from Ulyanovsk. I hope you will interested in my letter or in my structure in agency. I have decided to write to you really liked to me. Some more about me…. I am 25, I have finished medical university in our city and now I work as the children’s doctor. My free time I spend on a hippodrome, as I 7 years am engaged in equestrian sport. I think more about my appearance will tell you my photos. If you want to learn more about me you may write me to Zvyereva68@yandex.ru Also if you want to ask me some questoins (if interested in me), please write me and I promise answer you and also I will send you more of my photos. Bye for now.

I hope it’s letter will not without your reply. ?  

(SUCK THE BONES.)

When is revolution, Irrational right and wrong, essays and poems, 2014 can be found on the menu

Man-made deserts, they need to be described and depicted on emotional level and paint paintings when there is nothing there, somehow and yet all we need is close by.

Man-made deserts, gouache on paper, 55*75cm, 2009

Fatigue

Tired of confronting thrown dirty cloths of yours. Tired of cleaning man-made deserts. I need you to have to face and own completely and entirely what you make.

Sky of sky, sky of light, sky of space, pressuring cold, sky without breath, sky of layers that we invade, our particles of what is that. I want to say emptiness but it is anything but. They are full clouds until they collide, the contradictions entwined in black night coming down. Blackest and lilac space, part of it open but I am thankful for this lack of artificial light. Circling sensations of being small insignificant, breathing when I would like to hold my breath. Tired of this work. Not seeing anything but that above, anything worth seeing, anything worth sensing.

Hidden and exposed, used, abused, untouched, labelled, stigmatized, brutalized, cut, vandalized, intolerated, unspoken, banned, difficult to look at without feeling something, strange, natural, beautiful, joyful excitement, shame, horrible. So, what to think about this? Of all of the organic pleasure of life, things we have and like to play with. Watching, listening, smelling. Painting the news.

Hidden and exposed, used, abused, untouched, labelled, stigmatised, brutalised, cut, vandalised, in-tolerated, unspoken, banned, difficult to look at without feeling something, strange, natural, beautiful, joyful excitement, shame, horrible. So what to think about this? Of all of the organic pleasure of life, things we have and like to play with. Watching, listening, smelling. Painting the news.